Dream Team x Trans! Male Reader

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"TOMMY, LANGUAGE!"

"They're just words, BadBoyHalo! Lemme speak!"

"I'm gonna start hitting you with my language stick-"

"Okay, let's not phrase it like that!"

The child in the call began his loud obnoxious laugh again as I repremanded him for cursing . . . again.

"C'mon Bad," Tommy then said with a snicker, "I've seen the clip."

"What are you talking about?"

"The one where you say 'fu-"

"LANGUAGE!"

"YOU CAN'T 'LANGUAGE' ME, I KNOW YOUR DIRTY LITTLE SECRET!"

"What are you-"

"It's on the Internet, Bad! I know you curse!"

"Whatever."

Tommy and I continue going around the SMP, him continuing to be the little goblin that he is. He's had me yelling at him for the past 10 minutes because he can't respect the fact I don't like him cursing!

"Darryl. . . ."

My eyebrows turn up in confusion.

"Why are you using my real name, Tommy?"

I heard a short scoff. "You're hearing things, I didn't say anythin'."

"Well I know what I heard and-"

"Darryl!" My headphones were pulled off and I screamed a little in shock. I turned to my right to see what happened and was starring into the tired eyes of my little beother.

My expression softened. "Oh goodness (yn), I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

He sighed loudly, rubbing his eyes. "Yes."

"I'm so sorry! I was getting annoyed with this kid-"

"I really don't care, Darryl."

I chuckled. "I'm really sorry, I wasn't trying to wake you."

"I know you weren't, but please keep it down. I have a job interview tomorrow and I won't be able to go if you keep being so loud."

I gasped. "They wanna hire you!"

"I never said that. It's just an interview."

"That means they like you! I'm about to log off anyways, you go back to sleep!"

He then looked at my computer, quickly backing away. "Are you streaming?" he then whispered, thinking he was on camera.

"No, no, I'm just playing."

He calmed down and nodded. "Alright, I'm going back to sleep."

"Okay, goodnight! I'll be getting off shortly!" He turned to wave at me as he left, a tired smile on his face.

I turned back to my computer, putting my headphones back on but leaving one ear uncovered so I could hear how loud I was.

"Who the fuck was that?" Tommy then spoke after a second of silence.

"LANG-" I stopped myself before I yelled at him again. "Language, Tommy."

"Who were you talkin' to just now?"

I panicked a little. (yn) doesn't want people knowing he exsists so he asks me not to talk about him when I stream and such. I realized I didn't mute when he came in and scared me.

"Uh . . ." I tried thinking of something off the top of my head. "That was . . . my roommate!"

"Roommate? You nev'a mentioned you had a roommate."

"There are things you don't know about me."

There was a long bit of silence until Tommy laughed again.

"Awe, you got a boyfriend?"

"What!?" Where did he get that idea from? "No! I just told you, he's my roommate!"

He laughed again. "It's okay Bad, you can tell us!"

"'Us'?"

"'Us'! The Internet! My fans! Everyone! It's not that big 'a deal!"

My eyes widened. "Are you streaming!?"

"Yeah-"

"You muffinhead, why didn't you say anything!?"

I could feel Tommy get serious. "Well I didn't-"

"Whatever, I have to go." I didn't give him enough time to answer before I left the call we were in and began shutting down my computer.

How much did he hear? I hope (yn)'s voice didn't pick up too much on his end! He doesn't want people knowing he exsists! I've spent so long keeping him out of my spotlight and now I ruined it!

I took a deep sigh. Maybe I'm overreacting. Tommy never mentioned hearing what we were saying, so maybe he's fine. I should apologize to him though, I didn't mean to yell at him.

After my computer shut down, I got up and changed into my pajamas, heading to bed after. I'm just overthinking. Everything's fine.

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"DARRYL!!!"