goodguyfitz (oneshots)

gamer girl

you sat in your chair, waiting for the next round to start.

you were playing warzone with swagger, fitz, and grizzy, everyone needed content for youtube except fitz.

you didn't talk much during swagger's video, since he had skits he wanted to do, but your laugh slipped out a few times, light and contagious, and it made everyone smile.

the team split in the second round, and as you ran toward the hospital, someone darted across your path. instinctively, you fired.

"goddamn, don't scare me like that," fitz groaned.

"sorry," you mumbled before smashing a window to get inside.

fitz trailed behind, looting, and you noticed something odd, he ran into a room and immediately ran out. confusion flickered across your face; there was usually great loot in that room.

you entered the room carefully and caught sight of an enemy crouched in the corner. you scrambled to switch guns, but they shot first.

"goddammit fitz!" you cried, frustrated, you were the last player who still needed a kill. someone from the other team shouted, "whoever ran out is a pussy!"

"i had no ammo left!" cam argued.

pulling your mic closer, you snapped, "why didn't you tell me someone was in there, for fuck's sake!"

then another voice asked, "is that a girl?"

commotion erupted. apparently, it was shocking that a girl could play like this.

"how many kills did you get last round?" someone asked.

"she got twenty-five... the most on her team," came the reply.

luckily, the next round started, and the chatter faded. you tried to steer the conversation back to content. "anyways, how's the content coming?"

swagger chuckled. "i finished recording!"

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later, you were the only one alive on your team. the others argued about who you should revive, you had almost enough money to bring two back. parachuting toward the crate, you decided to revive grizzy first, knowing he was the safer choice.

"thank you, y/n," he said as you revived him.

fighting two enemies at once was a struggle, but grizzy helped you take one down while you finished the other. you collected enough coins to revive swagger next.

cam looked shocked as you brought him back, "wow, babe..."

before you could speak, grizzy revived him. "don't worry, i got you."

you watched cameron's player float in cautiously. "does that make me your girlfriend now?" grizzy joked.

"hey now!" you protested, trying to focus on the game.

the round ended quickly, with grizzy landing the final kill. "good job, griz!" you cheered.

"what about us?" swagger and fitz asked together, surprising you.

"you guys did well too," you told them.

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back in the match, someone asked, "hey, your gamertag, how old are you?"

you rolled your eyes, but the questions kept coming, desperate guesses from the other team about the girl who dominated games.

fitz couldn't hold it in. "22. what's it to ya?"

"where do you live?" another asked.

you ignored them, but frustration bubbled up. "if you want to know about my life, just look up my youtube, it's the same as my gamertag."

someone tried to flirt with the usual unoriginal line. "i'm the same age, you should play with our team."

"no thanks, i like playing with my team," you replied, rolling your eyes.

fitz jumped in, protective. "because she's good and plays more than us. so what, let her play with who she wants, assholes."

the other team teased, "ooh, it's fitzyfitz getting jealous?"

"would you stop talking?" swagger asked politely.

then the next question hit "so, your gamertag, who is this fitzyfitz guy? is he your boyfriend?"

before you could answer, cameron cut in. "i am her boyfriend. now can you all quit it and play the damn game?"

the game started again, and everything went back to normal.

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grizzy suddenly asked, "y/n, what's the most interesting fact you know?"

you killed an enemy and paused, thinking.

"...y/n?" he prompted.

"oh, probably that if you lift a kangaroo's tail off the ground, it can't hop," you said, then ran to loot with swagger, assisting him in killing another player.

swagger whispered, astonished, "wait... is that true?"

"apparently so," you said, laughing, moving your character toward the crate.

the game ended. cameron shouted proudly, "i killed him! i did it! i killed the last guy!"

you smiled, clapping. "congrats, hon."

both teams waited for the next match. fitz leaned in, protective. "you've got nothing to say now, huh? leave my girlfriend alone."

swagger cheered along, "yeah, leave her alone."

after fitz's warning, you stopped recording, and everyone agreed to keep playing for fun. thankfully, the red team switched out, and the new squad didn't bother you, all mics silenced.