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[19] streaming

((inspo by the human rights campaign charity stream mark is doing right NOW (as of: 1/22, 9pm EST)!!))

You were tucked comfortably in bed, watching your boyfriend Ethan's stream with Mark and Tyler for the Human Rights Campaign. You'd already donated $50 yourself, loving the cause they'd chosen for this month's stream. The stream was playing on your laptop as you'd occasionally text Ethan off your phone.

You were currently snapchatting him cute little screen caps you were taking of the livestream. "Oh my god, stop Snapchatting your girlfriend, Ethan!" Tyler yelled, jokingly annoyed. His voice came through your speakers, and you giggled.

The chat immediately flooded with comments about you, all asking where you were. After all, you'd been in the last two streams. "Y/N is at home relaxing, she had to work when the stream started." Ethan explained kindly, but everyone was still requesting you to come.

He sighed, and you smiled at his reaction, hands fiddling with his phone. "How about you FaceTime her?" Amy suggested from where she was off-camera.

"Is that okay, Y/N?" Ethan looked into the camera as he asked.

You quickly texted him 'yes', and watched as his phone binged with your message. "Alright, she said yes!"

The incoming call soon reached your phone, and you sat upright before picking it up. "Hey Ethan!" You said cheerily.

"Hi Y/N!" Mark yelled, leaning into frame on Ethan's camera, and you watched the stream out of your periphery.

"Here, I'm gonna show you to the audience." Ethan got up to turn his camera around.

"No, I look gross right now!" You groaned, and your boyfriend frowned.

"You look great, Y/N, as always."

The chat immediately spammed with 'awwwww' comments, and you were too busy grinning to yourself at how lucky you were to realize that he had turned you to the camera.

"Hi!" You waved at your camera,and saw your own pixelated face on your laptop screen. "Oh ew! I can see myself on the stream, Ethan turn me back around!"

They were all laughing as Ethan obliged, and soon his beautiful blue hair was on your phone screen again. "Y/N, you should come to the office and join us!" Amy yelled, now behind the couch with Chica.

"Yes!" All your friend cheered in agreement.

"Is that alright?" You asked, unsure.

The comments were all supportive of this idea, and you soon relented. After hanging up the FaceTime call, you got out of your pajamas and into comfy clothes, fixed what could with your hair, and climbed onto your car. Yours and Ethan's apartment was only ten minutes from their office, which was convenient for him and you, it was only twenty minutes from your own workplace.

After quickly arriving at the office, you walked upstairs, immediately hearing yelling. Now what were they doing?

"Hello?" You said questioningly at the top of the stairs.

"Y/N!" Ethan exclaimed, jumping up off the couch to run over to you.

You were swept up in a tight hug as if he hadn't seen you in decades. Really, it'd only been since breakfast, but still, you hugged him back just as tightly. With a quick kiss on your cheek, he led you over to the seating area.

"Hey Y/N!" Amy greeted you with a big smile, offering you the spinning chair next to her.

"Hey Amy. Hey Mark. Hey Tyler." You said hello to all of them before turning to the camera. "Hello everybody! I'm here now!"

"Yay! It's Y/N!" Ethan cheered, reaching behind himself to take your hand in his.

You didn't realize that the stream would go on until midnight, and your nearly 16 hour shift from before already had you wiped out. So now it was within the last hour of the stream, and everyone's seating had been rearranged. Amy was in the kitchen making food for everyone, while Mark was still front and center, Tyler on his right, and you and Ethan squeezed in next to other arm of the couch. You were half asleep, snuggled deeply into his side, scrolling through the #MarkIsATool hashtag on twitter. A cute piece of fanart of you and Ethan in your current position came across your screen.

"Aww!" You showed it to Ethan, and he smiled.

"Thank you for all the fanart, guys!" He said to the camera as you retweeted it.

Finally, the stream was over, the office packed up, and you and Ethan headed home in Ethan's car, you were way too tired to drive yourself. At your apartment, you changed into just your sleep shorts and one of Ethan's shirts before collapsing back on your bed.

You were almost in a serene state of sleep when Ethan's voice echoed across the house. "Babe, come look at these gifs people made of us on the stream!"

With a sigh, you got back up off your bed to trudge out to where Ethan was in his office for the finishing touches on a video. They were gifs of you snuggling, and the small, little kisses he would press to your forehead or cheeks during the slight lulls in the stream.

"Cute." You leaned your chin on his shoulder, rubbing your eyes. "Can I go to sleep now?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Y/N, I forgot how long you worked, I shouldn't have made you come to the stream." He apologized, worry apparent in his voice.

"It's fine, Ethan. I had fun. Now, will you come sleep with me? You're tired too."

"No I'm not." He tried to argue, but a long yawn cut his words short. "Okay, fine."

Gently taking his hand in yours, you led him back to your bedroom, climbing underneath the comforter with him. Sleep finally came as his arm loosely wrapped around you to bring you closer to him. You went to sleep with an 'I love you' in your ear, and the man you loved beside you.

((okay, regularly scheduled irregular uploading of shit will now resume!))