Called it
He's nervous as hell. I can tell. He rubs his hands together in his lap. He can't take his eyes off of the stage, waiting for his category to be called. I smile at his state.
My eyes are glued to the screens on the stage. I know that these things are previously rigged, but I can't help but feel nervous. I hear JC laugh at his girlfriend's joke beside me. My hands shake in my lap. I feel her hand creep from my thigh to my fingers. She leans further into me.
"You're gonna get it." I smile as I place my head on his shoulder. He leans his down on the top of mine.
"You don't know that." I place a kiss on her forehead.
"'Course I do." I look up at him. He shakes his head.
She always knows what I need. I squeeze her hand harder in my lap. Someone comes onto the stage and stands in front of the microphone.
"You're so cute when we're nervous." I smile at his distemper. I hear a voice come from the many speakers on the stage.
"Alright everyone! Now is the time to announce the winner of the Best Male Youtuber."
I sit up more straight in my seat and so does she. I sigh, closing my eyes.
"And the winner is .... Kian and JC!"
The crowd goes wild. He lowers his head and bares a wide smile. That smile. It's infectious. I lean into him again, placing my lips on the shell on his ear. "I called it."
I chuckle under my breath and turn my head to face her joyful expression. "You called it." I press my lips on hers. I grab the back of her neck to deepen my affection. She smiles against my lips. I feel a tap on my shoulder, making me break my lips from her. I stand and make my way down the row towards the stage.
I stand as I watch him go down the row towards the stage. My fingers go up to my lips, feeling my happiness spread across my face. I cheer loudly along with JC's girlfriend as they make it to the microphone.
JC's the first to speak, but I pay no attention to what he's saying into the mic. My attention is strictly on her. She smiles widely at me. God fucking dammit, I love this girl so much. I shift my weight from side to side, impatiently waiting for JC to be done with his speech. Once he's done, he looks back at me and I step forward. "Thank you guys for voting for us. You guys are the best fans in the world. ... I want to thank one other person who I owe everything to. My beautiful girlfriend has been through everything with me. Literally everything. I was surprised that she stuck with me through it all. This is for you, baby. I love every ounce of your being." I step away from the mic and I blow her a kiss. I can tell from where I'm standing that she's tearing up. How did I deserve someone as great as her? I'm the luckiest man in the world.
AN: the gif above is what i imagine the face that he would give her before saying 'you called it.'
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