Christmas. It was right around the corner, 2 weeks, to be exact, and it's always a great time for the both of us.
It's our 3rd Christmas together, so we had our traditions in place. I never spent Christmas with my family, even as a child. Since I was 10, I had always been with my friends or my boyfriend at the time. I had too many family members, and my social anxiety was not about to let me get away with that.
What we've been doing the past two years are more my speed. Sleeping in, opening presents, baking cookies, and cuddling on the couch while watching Christmas films until we fell asleep next to the fireplace.
Today we were going to go out shopping to get some last minute presents for each other. We usually got one large present and several other smaller presents, just like birthdays and anniversaries. My large present was two tickets to an ACDC concert from their newest tour in March. I had to book these tickets almost 4 months ago, right when they came out. I already knew what he was getting me, tickets to Pax East. He made the mistake of leaving the tab open when he was buying them, showing that he bought two 3-day passes, then telling me that there weren't any more tickets so I couldn't go.
"Wake up babe, we have to go shopping today." I whispered as I kissed his nose. He was cuddled up right next to me, holding my waist, resembling a small koala.
"But I don't want to get upppp." he complained, his voice muffled by my hair. "I wanna stay here and cuddle with youuu." he kissed my temple and held me closer.
We changed after last night's adventures, leaving me in one of his old sweatshirts, so my best way of defense was to use my sweater paws to bat him away. "Come on Zach, we have to get an early start if we don't want to go though 5 hours of traffic, it's snowing. Again." I got up and lifted up the covers, exposing my half-bare legs to the cold, compared to the warmth of the bed.
"Nooooo... Come backk! I'm lonely without you!" He whined, reaching out for me.
"I have to take a shower, you can cuddle with the pillow." I chuckled, walking into the bathroom and took a quick 15-minute shower. I did pastel-punk looking makeup, with concealer, foundation, winged eyeliner, and light baby pink lipstick. I wore a pink knitted sweater with my black jacket, light blue skinny jeans, and black combat boots.
When I stepped out of our bedroom I saw him waiting at his desk on the computer, on teamspeak with the guys. I typed out a message on my phone and showed it to him.
Are you recording?
He looked up. "Oh sorry guys, I have to go, the girlfriend wants to go shopping." He said into his mic. I suddenly hear a chorus of laughter and people saying "Whipped!" Or "Oh my God dude!"
I smile and lean in so that his microphone can pick me up. "Hey, if you guys keep up this attitude, you're never getting a girlfriend." I teased. I really did love each and every one of them, even if they did take Zach away from me, just a little bit.
He took his headphones off while turning the monitor off and giving me a quick peck on the lips. I feel his arm wrap around my waist as we walk out the front door and make our way though the snow to the car.
The mall was more crowded than I thought, there were at least 40 people in each store, and what seemed like a million people roaming.
I clenched onto Zach's hand for dear life, the amount of people here were overwhelming. He looked over at me and saw that I was on the verge of a panic attack. I felt his lips press against my temple and mumble that it would be alright, but I couldn't respond, everything felt like a dream.
As we continued to walk though the mall, stopping at a few clothes shops, and the candy store (because who can resist, right?), I started to calm down a bit.
But then he worst imaginable thing happened.
Zach and I were walking through the isles of Forever 21, which I dragged him to, and I suddenly heard a small shriek behind us. They were a pair of girls who looked about 15, and were wearing entirely too much makeup for their age. I saw him immediately stiffen, afraid they they would know who he was. Zach was so private about his life, so getting recognized was one of his and I's worst fears.
"Oh my god! Are you Graser10?" The taller one exclaimed, turning to him.
"Uhm... well yeah, hi." He slightly shifted awkwardly.
"A-and you're SageMC! I can't breathe, holy fuck!" The other said and covered her mouth.
"Hey," I giggled. "I am." I said, keeping calm, trying to get the attention away from Zach, he was visibly uncomfortable, and I was more open with the public with my videos, so it came more easily, interacting with fans.
"Can we get a picture? I'm Carrie by the way." The same one said.
"Um... well..." I looked over to Zach to get his opinion. He discreetly shook his head and gave me a panicked look. "I'm really sorry, but we can't risk people finding out where we live, but we can mention you on twitter, if that makes up for it?"
"Oh..." The other's smile faltered for a second but realized that they would still be getting some type of recognition. "My twitter is @/kayla_bayani," she replied, as I got my phone out to tweet it out.
After chatting for a bit, mostly me chatting really, they finally left us alone, letting us get back to our shopping. Immediately after leaving, Zach still looked anxious. He knew that they would probably end up tweeting where they saw us anyways, and he didn't understand how so much of the cube "fandom" couldn't respect his decisions to keep personal information secret. People were finding out his real name, his personal social medias, family members, even his old high school! He wanted his channel to stay strictly gaming, no personal anything.
Heyo- I've been writing this chapter for so long but like it's not even long so ???
But lately these chapters haven't been very fluffy, and this whole story is supposed to be a fluff book so 😬😬
I promise the next chapter will be like all fluff so prePARE YOUR ANUS what no I didn't say anything hehe
Also if you know me irl and you're reading this now please kindly geT THE FUCK OFF UNLESS I GAVE YOU EXPLICIT PERMISSION TO READ THIS OK
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FanficAtelophobia - the fear of not being good enough or imperfect