Smii7y x OC

Well, That's Awkward.

Melinoë's POV.

My head was clear and the heat of Canada was something of a beauty. My body grew to accept the warmth but the cold was going to kick in and that was something I was not even close to prepared for.

"All right let's go." Mario kart loaded as Tyler said this and all hell was going to break loose in a few short minutes as we all bummed each other. It was long and painful.

"Can I just say that I was in my room this morning and I woke up to hear Smii7y just shout 'IS IT RACIST TO CALL BLACK PEOPLE BURNT?' and I text in all caps 'YES' he had no idea I was awake because it was like half three in the morning. He was recording in his study which is next to his room but the opposite side of the house to my room so I can't normally hear him and all he replied was 'cards' and I knew that he didn't mean it so I was like 'whelp, he isn't actually racist' and went back to bed. What is my life?" The others in the call laughed, Marcel snorted his drink when I also shouted the quote. It was so loud that Smii7y's mic had picked it up and so we both closed our doors.

"You guys don't share a bed?" Nogla asked a little surprised and I laughed at how pure and innocent he was. He ignored my odd comment on how I thought Smii7y was racist and decided to pick up on that small detail.

"Ooh, Smii7y isn't getting any." Nogla was teasing but I knew that I wanted Smii7y to get some I just didn't know how to approach the matter. I was shy and that really was so obvious in relationships.

We got onto rainbow road and Tyler got into first. I had sent a blue shell and didn't keep it a secret that I had sent it. As he got hit we all passed and I laughed. He ended up being last and losing. Not only that but Nogla had taken the lead back.

"That's why your parents left." I thought for a brief second that he knew but then I also knew that if he did know the truth he would bite his tongue and see that it was not okay. Only, jokes about my parents leaving didn't bother me anymore. Smii7y went quiet and everyone else was laughing.

"The sad thing is that they did. I am legit an adopted child." They stopped laughing and sounds of regret and sorrow filled the call.

"No, they didn't. You're lying." Tyler tried to see through some joke but it was true and he knew that deep down. I laughed a kind laugh and responded.

"Nah. They did, I will send you a video if you want to include it in your video. Right ... Sent. You see the video is too true because I got back from school with my brother and both of them left to grab a fag, sorry. That's a rude term in America. Cigarette and then they never got back. My brother raised me for a year then the authorities got involved." The call fell and I was still smiling slightly. Tyler must have felt awful and there was no way of him backtracking. It was done (Video is the one at the top).

"Happy birthday," Marcel added and more sounds of annoyance filled the call. Tyler had no clue of what he had done until it had been done. The poor man.

"It's your birthday? Shit, this sucks and I can only apologise. I mean, I can't even run from this because I am streaming. Noo." He was smacking something and I had a feeling it was the keyboard. The keys were being hit pretty hard.

"It's good. Put this in because mum, Natasha Reign and Timothy Reign. Fuck you, kind regards your daughter Melinoë Reign." The message was sent and laughs had started at once as I swore at them. I sounded like some raging psychopath.

"You may need to block out their names but they know who they are. Not many girls are literally named after the Goddess of death and the underworld." I laughed and then the next race began.

"Oh, did you hear about that Wildcat dude? Yeah, the one that lost his channel because he made fun of someone on their birthday for being adopted and she really was. I am disgusted. What a dick he is." Wildcat spoke mimicking what people may say but I felt bad.

"Edit it all out. Oh, this is a stream. Besides, you got a pass, my approval. You have that one. Shut up kids who aren't even in care and get offended. I mean, you have no fucking clue." Smii7y had snorted as he laughed and sounded like a pig. I laughed a little louder and then the call was filled with our joy.

"Why does Tyler get all the passes? I want to make mistakes and be approved." Anthony had commented and the cards game became a strong memory.

"Shut up. I can smell the demonetisation from here. Oh man, I messed that one up so bad." I could hear the sound of his fist on the desk as he finished the lap. I had begun to wheeze from laughter and the odd sounds made the others laugh.

"Right I am off to be all adopted and shit." A sigh of regret left Tyler and I laughed aloud as I left. The call ended quickly and then the sound of Smii7y behind me hit my ears. My earphones blocked a lot of noises out.

"Hey Smit," Was all I said as I climbed from my chair to the door. He had a smirk on his face as we stood at the frame. He was not moving at all. No speed or acceleration. I looked at him with my eyebrows raised to the highest that they could go.

"How are you?" I shrugged and in truth, the words of Wildcat hadn't affected me or any of my surroundings. I got on my tiptoes and wrapped my arms around him. The air was a lot cooler in the one hour I had been on the call.

"What should we do?" I asked feeling how long the day was. Games and walks filled my day and yet it felt like the morning had been days ago. Smii7y looked down at me as I just about met his lips with my eyes.

"I will cook. Or, I have started cooking. With help from Octavia, obviously. She is just the bee's knees. Anyway, enough teasing you, it has come to my attention though that you are in need of a kiss." He kissed me and as we held ourselves together we held close until he had to ruin it and pull away. He did lead me to the kitchen where something had been cooking.

"This is why you would only play Mario kart or whatever it is. You were cooking. It smells pretty good." Our fingers entwined and for the whole night, they remained like that. Apart from when serving our dinner.

"I love enchiladas. How did you know?" Just as I asked that he put a forkful in his mouth and so I had to wait for him to finish. When he did, his lips were licked.

"I text your brother. Your mother's pasta or spaghetti? One of them is the best but you have always loved enchiladas." I couldn't help the smile on my lips when he said this and so we looked like the corniest couple in the world.

"You make me sick," I joked and gagged into his face. He kissed my lips over the table as we ate a little more. I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed. We had all of the care in the world for each other.

"Melinoë Reign. I fucking love you." All of the food in my mouth was swallowed before I had properly chewed and I had to beat my chest properly before talking some more.

"You what?" His lips quirked up into a smile and he had opened his eyes a fraction wider. Fear must have been racing through him.

"I love you." He repeated and I went wide-eyed and my lips separated slowly until my mouth was wide open. I was shocked and unsure of what to do or say.

"I love you too." It had taken a while but as I said it a smile lit up my face and my mind became busy. The cutlery had been dropped at some point as I moved to his lap where I kissed him.