a/n LMAO IM SO SORRY I DIED HELLO I AM HERE DO NOT WORRY I STILL SIMP FOR SCHLATT JAFFNKSSKID OK ENJOY THIS FILLER CONTENT WHILE I COME UP WITH MORE IDEAS
the doorbell rings, making you get off of the couch to see who's at the door. when you open the door, you're greeted by a stranger with a bag of food. uber eats. "thank you!" you smile as you take the bag and close the door. for the past few weeks now, your boyfriend let you stay at his little house for a while. sure, it was an impulse decision to just waltz on into his house, but he didn't seem to mind it at all. "schlatt!" you yell, but no response. hm, he's probably got his headphones on. "schlatt, hun?" you call his name a little louder, and still no response. you shake your head as you take the bag and make your way down to the basement. upon opening the door, you see schlatt as his desk. he's completely fine, just zoned out editing a new video. "babe?" you call for him, and this time, he turns around and takes off his headset. "oh shit, foods here! were you calling for me earlier?" his face lights up, and his eyes flicker between your face and the bag in your hands. "yes," you sigh, "but i get it, you're editing." schlatt only laughs at your words. he always ends up zoning out on you, editing videos or watching videos. he turns back to his desk, fiddling with the settings on his editing software; his headset is still resting on his neck. you walk to his desk and place the bag of food on it, making schlatt glance at it then turn back to his monitor. "whatcha' working on, hun?" you ask and rest your arms on the back of his chair, watching him start to throw clips into a composition. "ah, i had this stupid fuckin' idea to make another minecraft video, but i don't know if it'll do good as my love or host videos." schlatt begins to ramble. as he rambles on about how his videos have been doing, you grab the brim of his hat and pull it off of his head. he shakes his head to get his hair out of his face, and you put his hat on your head. he stops mid-ramble and says "that wasnt nice." you can feel him pout, but you couldn't see it. "ohhh nooo, i took your hat. what are you gonna do, call me a broad?" you stick out your tongue and laugh. he rolls his eyes and continues with his ramble. as he started cutting his footage down, your hands made their way to his hair, slowly running your fingers through it. his hair is so pretty, why doesn't he show it in videos? "it's gotten too long, hasn't it?" schlatt mumbles, not taking his eyes off of the screen. "hmm, i've got to admit that it has, but i dig it." your comment makes him smile. when your hands come back to his head, you slowly scratch his scalp, making him groan quietly. "fuck, i needed that" he closes his eyes and grins. you chuckle before simply saying "i fuckin' hate you." he tilts his head slightly and replies, "i know you love me, dear." "of course i do." you sigh, making schlatt laugh.
a/n sorry it's a bad chapter but iM BACK SCHLANNIES ILYA
LMAOAJEJFJD i just thought that someone might comment "AY🔇YO🔇FOOD🔇STILL🔇ON🔇SCHLATTS🔇DESK🔇" i'm sorry that just sounds so funny in my head
(gif by yours truly) me @ y'all bc we've already got so many reads on this story wtf aaaaa 💓💓💗💘💞💓💗
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