Tate McRae x Reader oneshots

Secrets Out

Tate McRae sat cross-legged on her bed, her phone propped up in front of her, the camera capturing her in the dim light of the evening. Her fans were waiting, buzzing with excitement in the comments section as she prepared to go live on Instagram. Tate had been off the radar for a while, focused on finishing new music and balancing life with her boyfriend, Y/n.

Everyone knew she was in a relationship, but Tate had always kept her personal life private, especially when it came to her boyfriend. She wasn't the type to overshare, but her fans had been relentlessly curious about who Y/n was, constantly asking for hints, trying to catch glimpses of him when they were out together.

But Tate liked their privacy. She liked having something that was just for them. However, tonight, she was ready to chat with her fans, show them what she'd been working on, and share a little behind-the-scenes glimpse into her world.

"Alright, alright," she said into the camera, her lips curving into a smile as she addressed the live stream. "Hey, everyone! How's it going? Sorry it's been so long since I've done a live session, but I've been working on new music, and it's been a bit crazy around here. I hope you guys are all doing well!"

The comments started flooding in, her fans sending hearts, questions, and excitement. Tate laughed as she read through a few of them. She had always loved connecting with her fans this way, and tonight felt like the perfect moment to share a little bit more about what had been going on in her life.

"I'm just so excited to share what I've been working on with you all," she said, glancing down at the guitar resting next to her bed. "But I think tonight, I might just answer some questions first. Let's see what you guys are asking."

She scrolled through the comments, her fingers tapping the screen as she read a few aloud.

"'When is the next song coming out?'" she said with a grin. "I'm not gonna give too much away just yet, but let's just say I'm super excited for you guys to hear it. It's gonna be worth the wait."

As Tate continued to chat with her fans, Y/n wandered into the room behind her, completely unaware of the live stream happening in front of him. He had just come back from the kitchen, holding a glass of water in his hand, his hair slightly damp from a shower. His usual confident self, Y/n wasn't really the type to be camera-shy, but he liked to keep a low profile when it came to public appearances. After all, his relationship with Tate was something sacred to both of them, something they didn't want the entire world to dissect.

But as he walked past Tate, he didn't realize that she had moved her phone to a new angle—one that was angled just perfectly to catch him in the frame.

Tate didn't notice either. She was still talking, her attention on the comments, reading more questions aloud. It wasn't until she heard the familiar voice behind her, followed by the soft sound of footsteps, that she turned around to see Y/n in the background.

"Babe, what are you—" Tate's sentence trailed off as she turned around just in time to see Y/n step into the frame.

Y/n froze in his tracks, a look of surprise flashing across his face as he realized what had just happened. His eyes widened, and he slowly turned toward the camera, his hand instinctively reaching up to run through his hair.

The comments section exploded instantly. Hearts and fire emojis filled the screen, with thousands of fans immediately recognizing him. They had been asking for months who Tate's mystery boyfriend was, and now, there he was. There was no denying it now.

"Oh my God," Tate murmured under her breath, her heart pounding as she quickly grabbed the phone and angled it away from Y/n, trying to move it back to a safe spot. But it was too late—the damage had already been done.