Summary:
Umejr has a newfound obsession with Valorant and Hura grows annoyed with the fact that his boyfriend is now giving all of his attention to a game instead of him.
Notes:
i don't think this is any good
Work Text:
Umejr just started playing Valorant recently, after one of his friends had recommended it to him. As soon as he downloaded it, Umejr was instantly entranced into the game. His heart swelled whenever he played the game. He would sit on his chair and swing his legs.
Safe to say, Umejr was convinced that this was one of the best decisions he's made in his entire life. No , he wasn't just lazing around in his room. He was enjoying his free time. Umejr thought it was pretty impressive game, he wasn't going to lie.
Even though Umejr was happy with the way his new fixation was going, his boyfriend was not. Hura made his dislike of the game very obvious through his multiple complaints sent Umejr's way. Umejr couldn't deny that he was amused by it, finding his boyfriend's complaints rather cute. But he didn't really understand why Hura was so adamant about Umejr deleting the game.
On one instance, Umejr was relaxing in their room playinf his game.
Yet right as his finger moved around on keyboard, Hura walked into the room and cleared his throat loudly, causing Umejr to jolt, almost falling from the chair, in surprise.
He glowered at the older man that had just entered the room, fire in his eyes as he reached down a hand to his chest trying to calm down. Umejr could've just played his best in the game, but Hura just completely ruined it by scaring him.
The younger man couldn't be mad for much longer, however, when he saw the angry little pout on Hura's face as Umejr readjusted his position.
Oh, Umejr thought, the corner of his lip lifting up slightly, so he's jealous.
The younger man released a heavy and overdramatic sigh, "What is it, Hura?"
Umejr purposefully refused to give Hura another glance, now knowing that the older man disturbed his gaming on purpose in an attempt to get Umejr's attention.
"You promised me that we'd watch that documentary together, the one that was just released today," Hura was clearly trying to sound stern, but Umejr could also tell he was trying not to whine between his words.
"Hm, I did?" Umejr began, pretending to mess with the controls, "I don't remember saying that. Plus I'm busy right now, Hura, can you come back later?"
Hura loudly scoffed, then turned on his heels to angrily walk into their shared bedroom, slamming the door behind him.
Umejr did remember his promise and was fully set on turning his game off so that he could go watch the documentary with his boyfriend, but Umejr could not let Hura get away with this jealous behavior. He was being envious of an inanimate object, thinking that Umejr actually cared about a silly game more than he did his own boyfriend.
Umejr huffed out a disbelieving laugh, then shook his head a few times, returning back to the game. Hura would have to learn a lesson and fix his attitude and Umejr would make sure that it happened.
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Umejr's plan came to fruition on one lazy Sunday. He sported his favorite oversized striped shirt, its long length falling down to cover Umejr's upper thighs. He decided to forgo pants, and underwear for that matter. Umejr knew that he would be having no use for them later, that is if his plan was successful.
Umejr first sat on the chair to play his game, crossing his legs and leaning back into the chair while ignoring Hura, who was currently listening to music on the other side. He moved a finger towards the volume button, turning the background music up a few notches.
