24 Hours GF Challenge (Granevere AU)

Chapter Thirteen

After a few games, Guinevere was tired. It seemed that Granger was carrying her sorry ass to victory using his smurf account, despite of him saying that it was completely fine. She didn't like the feeling of being helplessly dependent on Granger in game and it made her eyes burn in motivation.

She sent the video footage for Kimmy to edit, but it was taking time to send due to the size of the file. Her eyes were threatening to close, ready to be embraced by sleep when she heard a notification in Mobile Legends.

"Nice game." It simply said:

From Overrider, Granger's main IGN. She let out a disappointed sigh.

"Dont lie to me. I was terrible."

"Eh, it was fine. Didn't harm my wr 1 bit."

"Yeah, you were using your smurf account. I can sense sarcasm, you know?"

"Okay okay HAHAHHAHAHA."
"But I'm G if you're up for a game. Just chat me."

She turned off her phone, her young heart going 'doki doki'. Guinevere couldn't understand why he was even making efforts to play and bond with her through Mobile Legends. She assumed their friendship would be done for outside the cameras.

It wasn't his responsibility to continue their friendship. After all, it's just for content right? But why did he have to ask about a second date if it was just something temporary? If it was strictly professional?

She decided to just stop thinking too much. Maybe she was too exhausted. Finally, she let her eyes flutter close to be engulfed by sleep.

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Odette rested her head in Lancelot's chest, steadily feeling the beat of his heart. His wavy hair tickled her face but she paid no mind at all.

"You know, Lance." Odette began. "I think I'm happy about Guinevere when she walked in the door. The smile on her face was.....peculiar."

"Maybe." Lancelot ran her fingers through his lover's hair. "But it's just a video. Maybe she's glad to start working with new people."

"Perhaps." Odette sighed and resumed to snuggling deeper into Lancelot. People couldn't fathom how they stick together all the time like magnets, but they were each other's rock and comfort.

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"So...how was it?" Claude wiggled his eyebrows at Granger. The latter just rolled his eyes and kissed his teeth to disguise his forming smile. Gusion sat down next to them, eager to hear the story.

"It was fine...she's cool."

"Did she make your heart go 'doki doki'?" Gusion asked, holding his heart-shaped hand on top of his chest, emulating a beating heart. He looked like the Gusion valentines emoji.

"What the heck?" He laughed loudly. Gusion looked mushy and ridiculous.

He couldn't admit that the answer was yes. Yes, she did. A couple of times even. Granger brushed it off. Maybe he was just excited to meet new people. He tried to forget his corny jokes and compliments towards her. It was all for comedic relief, right?

"I swear he is so in denial." Claude rolled his eyes. "I'm editing the damn video with Kimmy; so guess what? I'll see the raw footage anyway."

"Yeah, you better tell us; or else we'll watch the footage and freely interpret everything as far as imagination goes." Gusion threatened, deeply invested. Perhaps he was worried how Granger would treat his childhood friend. Granger thought this made a bit of sense.

He shook his head and closed his eyes to take a nap. All he could see behind his eyes is Guinevere, the moment he fell on top of her.

He rubbed his face and  feigned ignorance, as if he didn't feel her body under him. Little did Guinevere know that he felt her underneath him, her surprisingly plump bust, her flat stomach, her warmth. Don't let him get started on the way she smelled. He felt intoxicated, like he didn't want to stand back up.

God, he felt like a weirdo. A pervy fucking weirdo, for remembering the young girl like that. She's only seventeen! It's only a two-year difference, but the point still stands. She's a minor.

"Get a fucking grip!" He felt so guilty, like he deserved jail time for his thoughts.

Alucard came over, camera in his hand. It immediately clicked for the gloomy boy and knew he was vlogging. Loud steps slowly became nearer and he knew for a fact that Alucard was now right beside him, vlogging him 'sleeping'.

"It seems like our lover boy got tired from today's activities." He heard Alucard state to the camera suggestively laughing. Granger decided he couldn't take the exposure anymore and pretended to sleepily pry the camera away from his manager.

"Woah, woah, woah!" The floor plopped at the sound of Alucard sitting. "Would you mind to tell us about today's date?"

"No."

"Please?"

"Not in the mood."

"Pretty please! With Guinevere on top?"

"Did you just compare her to a cherry?" He finally faced his manager, a sleepy laugh on his lips.

"No? That's not what I mean..?" Alucard laughed nervously but smirked right after. "So that's what's going to get you talking, huh?"

"Okay, fine." Eventually, the red-eyed boy gave up. "I had fun today with Guinevere."

"Not too much fun?" Alucard pressed further. Granger glared in annoyance and covered his head with a pillow.

"You'll see the video anyway!" The boy whined childishly. "Why do you all even bother to ask?"

"We want it to come from you."

"What do you mean?"

"Well–you know? Do you like her? Is there a second date? Are we about to see Granevere babies running around soon?"

"Dude! The fuck? She's seventeen!"

"I mean–in the future?"

"First question, yes but as a friend. Second, no, I'm not too sure about that. Third question, heck no!"

Alucard frowned. "Aw, what a shame."

"But at least you gained a new friend." The blue eyed manager continued. "Or whatever teens call it these days."

The crazy manager left the room, leaving Granger to his own thoughts.

"What the fuck was that?"

He didn't know why he agreed to this. Why Alucard thought it would be good to do this. There were other people in the team that he can play cupid with. He didn't even know if the video would be entertaining. Never did he think that he was funny. Comedy wasn't a strong suit of his. Why not just Claude? or Chou?

Not that he was complaining about meeting Guinevere. Actually, it made him forget that agreeing to this was a bad idea. He was happy to meet her and have her as a friend, but he was just not ready to make his life much more complicated than it already was.

He fell asleep on the couch with his last thoughts just being a bunch of curse words.