YOU'RE MY LONDON | gnf x reader

"I'd say this is exactly how GeorgeNotFound looks. Wouldn't you chat?" You joshed, struck with sudden vigor. "Just as handsome as he!" The deformed portrayal of the streamer was agonizing to the eye - and maybe you had done that purposefully out of playful competition. Either way, chat was living for it; and you were as well. What a delightful conclusion to the stream! "Now, as it is nearing my time to sign off for the night, I would like to offer you all an easy ride to dreamland with this latest bit of lofi I found. I might even say it is my..." A follower notification took up the corner of your screen, where they usually sat during your stream. Nothing less than normal, of course. Yet something caught your eye, capturing your e/c orbs in a trance as you trailed off, losing your train of thought. Could you have been seeing things?

Or was that none other than Sapnap that followed you?

You reluctantly continued, blubbering, "...my - my favorite lofi song. Sweet dreams everyone, and have a pleasant rest of your nights." The end of your stream was rushed, yes. Your hands riddled with a soft shake as you switched screens to the 'goodnight countdown' and silenced your mic; but who in your shoes would not have been?