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It was a quiet afternoon, and Tate had just started a livestream to connect with her fans, something she loved to do whenever she had a moment. She had been busy promoting her latest single and was excited to finally take a break, share some behind-the-scenes stories, and catch up with her followers. Tate was seated on the couch in their shared apartment, her phone propped up in front of her, with her signature smile lighting up her face as the livestream started rolling. She read through the comments, answering questions, and laughing at the fun interactions coming through.
"Okay, let's see what you guys want to know today," Tate said with a playful grin, her fingers swiping through the comments.
Meanwhile, YN, who was a famous model with a packed schedule, had just returned home from a long day of shooting. She had no idea Tate was livestreaming. All she knew was that she had missed her girlfriend, and she was eager to see her. YN, ever the confident and laid-back person, walked into the living room without a care in the world. Her long strides and effortless grace were something fans often marveled at during her runway shows, but to Tate, it was just YN being herself, her cool demeanor a constant source of admiration.
Without thinking twice, YN crossed the room and walked straight to Tate, her face lighting up at the sight of her girlfriend. Tate was focused on the stream, unaware that YN was approaching, until she felt the warmth of YN's presence next to her.
"Hey, babe," YN said softly, leaning down and kissing Tate on the lips. It was a quick, affectionate kiss, but full of warmth and love.
Tate froze, her cheeks immediately flushing pink as her eyes widened in shock. YN, sensing something was off, pulled back and looked at Tate quizzically.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" YN asked, her brows furrowing as she stared down at Tate's wide-eyed expression.
Tate swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. She nodded toward her phone, her voice a little shaky. "Uh, I'm livestreaming... and everyone just saw that."
YN's eyes flicked to the phone, where hundreds of comments were already pouring in from fans who had just witnessed the kiss. Instead of panicking like Tate half-expected, YN just sighed, rolling her eyes with a casual shrug.
"Of course they did," she said nonchalantly, before adding with her signature smirk, "Well, I guess the closet was getting a little stuffy anyway."
Tate couldn't help but laugh, her face still flushed. YN had this uncanny ability to stay cool under pressure, and right now, it was exactly what Tate needed.
"Don't worry about it," YN said as she walked off toward the kitchen, her back turned to Tate as she grabbed a yogurt from the fridge. She casually peeled the top off and took a bite before making her way back into the living room, completely unbothered by the fact that they had just been outed to millions of people online.
"You want to leave me some space, babe?" YN asked as she walked back over to the couch.
Tate scooted over, still slightly dazed from what had just happened. YN slid onto the couch behind her, sitting down with Tate between her legs, her arms resting lazily around Tate's waist. Tate leaned back, her head falling into the space between YN's shoulder and neck. It was an easy, comfortable position, one they often fell into while watching movies or just lounging around together.
The livestream continued, and now, the comments were coming in faster than ever. Fans were absolutely freaking out, unable to believe what they had just seen.
user00: Wait, are you guys actually together?!
user01: I KNEW IT! OMG!
user02: Y'all, they're literally perfect.
user03: Is this real or am I dreaming?
