Homebound → Fortnite [COMPLETED]

| chapter thirty-four |

{Narrator's POV}

(y/n) awoke from her sleep, she looked around the room and recognized right away where she was.

She was with Drift.

The female looked up at the sleeping male, his soft snores made her giggle. She tried to move away from the  teen, so she could FINALLY get ready for the day, but he refused to let her go.

"(y/n).. five more minutes, please."

She chuckled and curled closer to him. She felt a reason to be around in the video game, a purpose, a better feeling.

All because of this blonde dork.

"You're cute when you are sleepy." (y/n) whispered softly, the male smirked and pulled her closer.

"And you're hot when you are busy in the bed."

Did this motherfucker just go there?

Yes, yes he did.

"Fuck you." (y/n) laughed and broke away from his grip. He frowned and sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"I did fuck you, what's the point?" He retorted. The female rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at Drift. He raised his hands in defeat and stood up, walking toward his shirt and jackets.

"Not like- nevermind." (y/n) sighed and walked out of the room, making her way toward the main living quarters. Where all three men sat at.

"Sheesh, do you three ALWAYS wait here?" (y/n) asked, scratching her chin.

"Nah, we just sat down. Good Morning, by the way." Raptor winked at her, causing a look of confusion from
the female.

"What's with the wink?" She asked, sitting on the couch directly across from John and Raptor.

"Oh, nothing." He continued on. (y/n) just shrugged her shoulders and looked toward John.

"Agenda for today, Mr. Wick?" She asked, the man nodded his head, as did Carbide.

"Yes ma'am. We're being sent back to the island for the first time in awhile, I think it's time we put our squads into the works."

"That sounds like a fuckin' riot. I'm down." Drift chimed in, he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. (y/n) looked back at him and he winked.

Blushing, (y/n) looked back toward the men and they all had the same smirk on their faces.

"Fuck. What the hell are they planning here?"

"So, before we get sent back to the lobby." Raptor started, (y/n) gulped and braced for the question she dare not answer.

"Just say it and get it over with please, spare me the embarrassment."

"Did you two FINALLY get together?"

Drift and (y/n) looked at each other and then back at the three.

How did they know about that?

"Come on Drifty, let a brother know!"

"Uhh.." (y/n) chimed in, raising her finger.

"Fuck it, here it goes."

Drift walked to (y/n) and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, looking back up at the men and smirking.

"Does THAT answer your question?" He asked, now resting his hands on her shoulders, rubbing them softly to calm her nerves down.

"AHA! I KNEW IT JOHN!" Raptor yelled out, pointing his finger at the bearded man.

"Umm, we BOTH knew it. Remember last night?" He implied, Raptor rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled nervously.

"I uh.. yeah."

"Good. Come on, it's time to respawn into the island."

"Now wait just a second, what do you mean-" Drift raised a finger but was shushed by (y/n). The two just shrugged and walked with the men out of the house.

Carbide signed them off with a couple waves and went back toward the mansion, the next batch of look surely to spawn right into the big household and HQ.

Once they all made it back onto the mountain, that's when the waiting began.

It was week seven, the three weeks left until this season was over was killing the two teens.

Of course they wanted to leave this hellhole, but not each other. They may of not be zapped in California together. It would be tough to find the non-cartoon version of one another.

"And now, we wait." John said calmly, watching the fresh batch of no-skins and noobs run around the area with glee, surely THIS time the victory royale would be theirs?

New week, new challenges, new things onto the islands map. Including the all new Tomato Temple to praise Tomato Head for coming back in one piece.

"And to think this season is almost over." Raptor broke the silence, Drift and (y/n) nodded and looked around the area.

The wait for the island to be prepared felt like forever, the game has its quirks to be late on things.

Especially when they extended the time for Season Five.

"I can't believe they extended the fucking time. For what?" Drift asked, his tone changing from calm to annoyed.

"Because they're competing with Black Ops 4." (y/n) responded, crossing her arms. Drift gave a small "oh" and continued to watch the other players roam around the area, waiting for the familiar horn of the bus to ring.

Another thirty minutes passed along, the teens and men becoming antsy, they wanted to pass by the time of the season because it was more entertaining than sitting at the mansion 24/7.

"It's as if they're making us wait for something stupid." (y/n) grunted and played around in the grass, touching the daisies and lavender strewn around the area.

Raptor joined in with her and began playing around.

Drift and John sat a couple meters away and talked.

"So, how's the chance of getting back home?"

"It seems pretty fine at this moment in time. The Rift has gotten smaller, I reckon Oblivion and Omega are actually working on it." Drift responded shrugging.

"Ah, I see. There's only three weeks left, do you think you'll be home by the time this season ends?"

"Doubtful. But I have hope, I just don't want to leave (y/n)."

"If you love her that much, once you're back into the real world you'll do anything to find her." John pointed out, the teen nodded and looked at (y/n).

"She's obviously the same as how she looks now. It shouldn't be hard?"

"No. Not even the slightest."

Then, the bus finally honked it's loud horn, signaling the players to hop in. The bus route heading over lucky up to Junk Junction.

"Alright ladies, let's get this show on the road."

Week seven has only just begun.

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Hi there you fuckin' buttercups. I'm back! My lord I'm sorry for not updating for three days, I feel terrible lmao. School and personal shit really takes a toll on ya, haha.

But I'm currently on my way to Oregon for a concert, and figured why the fuck not? I'll update today for you lovely human beings.

Happy Week Seven! I hope y'all are working your asses off to get that blockbuster skin. xd

Love y'all,

- Moo 🐮❤️