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٠࣪⭑ james finds a fan letter you wrote for him during his trainee days, a sweet reminder of the girl who believed in him first.

٠࣪⭑ james x f!reader, fluff

𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ; you and martin had always been friends, nothing more and he was sure that would never change. but with it being your senior year and graduation right around the corner, he was feeling sentimental. what he thought was just him being nostalgic, may have turned into a feeling he never thought he'd have for you. now, he finds himself creating (multiple) plans to ask you to prom.

﹙ 𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗨 ﹚ martin edwards x fem!r | 𝑐𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄/𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒 + swearing friends to lovers photo creds to rightful owners ﹗

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𓏲ּ𝄢… YOUTUBER BF MARTIN EDWARDS 𝔁 YOUTUBER READER # ─── SMAU: headcanons 𝔁 various social media (the photos are just used for visual representation, you can imagine it however you want ♥︎)

♱ youtuber bf martin who made videos that looked like you’d find it 13 years later on your recommended. he had a good amount of subscribers with even better views and small communities of people who watched him with fan pages on different platforms “why I think channel orange is one of the best albums of all time.” “playing creep by radio head in my backyard.” “looking through my dads old shit and stealing stuff.”

♱ youtuber reader who’s videos were very lifestyle, influencing and vlogging with an even bigger following than martins and categorized under the girl blogger category. “spend a week with me in nyc 🪽shopping, exploring the city, trying new food places.” “my 2026 favourites 🎧 fashion, beauty, music, perfumes etc” “relaxing morning and night routine + baking 🪷”

♱ youtuber bf martin who met you at a thrift store, he was filming a video and so were you.

───“wait guys, I never film in public,” martin muttered to the camera, lowering his voice as he pushed a hanger aside and glanced around the crowded thrift store. his shoulders were tense, one hand gripping the camera while the other flipped through a rack of faded t shirts. “this is so weird.” he let out a quiet laugh and shook his head. “I’m deadass gonna scrap this video.”

the lens dipped toward the floor for a second before he raised it again, trying to act natural.

“I can't tell if this is ugly or not.” martin's attention shifted immediately toward the voice. “should I ask someone?”

before he could look properly, he felt a light tap against his shoulder making him turn around and for a second, his brain completely stopped.

standing in front of him was a girl holding a pink vlogging camera in one hand and a shirt in the other. she smiled up at him expectantly, and martin felt his lips part slightly as he lowered his camera.

“hi!” you said brightly, lifting the shirt a little. “could I get your opinion on this?”

martin blinked once before nodding, “uh, yeah, sure.” he shifted his camera into one hand and gestured toward the shirt. “let me see it.”

your smile widened, “okay, so,” you began, pulling out a pastel yellow henley, the old hollister logo stretched across the front in faded lettering. “I’m trying so hard to figure out if this is actually cute or if it's just vintage hollister that's making me want it.”

you held it up for him to inspect and martin hummed thoughtfully, taking the shirt from your hands for a second before looking between it and you.

“wait,” he said, tilting his head. “hold it up against you.”

“against me?”

“yeah.”

you laughed softly but did as he asked, holding the shirt against your torso.

martin leaned back slightly so he could actually see and honestly? he thought it looked good, really good.

the colour suited you way more than he'd expected and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“nah,” he said, nodding confidently. “it's cute.”

“oh my gosh, really?” your face brightened immediately,“be serious.” you narrowed your eyes at him dramatically. “like, are you completely serious right now?”

martin laughed,“yeah, I’m serious.”

he reached forward and took the shirt gently from your hands, “here.”

stepping beside you, he held it against you himself before turning you slightly toward the nearby mirror, “see?”

your eyes moved to your reflection and martin's gaze followed yours.

“okay...” you dragged out thoughtfully. “I guess I can kinda see it.”

“exactly.”

“but if I buy this and somebody tells me it's ugly, I’m hunting you down.” you pointed at him accusingly, trying and failing to hide your smile.

martin raised both hands in surrender, “yeah,” he laughed. “we definitely wouldn't want that.”

you both glanced toward the mirror again “but seriously,” he added with a shrug. “I like it.”

“hmm.” you stared at yourself for another moment before finally tossing the shirt into your cart, “thank you so much.”

martin nodded, “no problem.”

your eyes dropped toward the camera in his hand, “cool camera.”

“oh.” martin looked down at it like he'd forgotten he was even holding it, “uh, yeah. thanks.”

he awkwardly adjusted his grip, “I was just filming a video.”

“oh?” your eyes immediately lit up. “wait.” you pointed at him “are you a youtuber?”

martin laughed,“yeah.”

“oh my gosh, me too!”

suddenly the pink camera made a lot more sense.

“what do you usually film?” you stepped a little closer, genuine curiosity written all over your face and martin could feel his face heating up.

“I don't know,” he admitted with an embarrassed laugh. “just random shit, honestly.”

he scratched the back of his neck, “today was supposed to be a thrifting video.”

“supposed to be?”

“yeah.” he glanced around the store before lowering his voice. “I’ll probably scrap this one, I’m not finding good stuff to buy.”

you let out a small laugh and looked at him for a moment before glancing down at the overflowing cart in your hand.

“well,” you said thoughtfully, rocking slightly on your heels, “that sucks because you're actually pretty good help.”

martin raised an eyebrow “good help?”

“yeah.” you reached into your tote bag and pulled out your phone. “I need more pieces for this video, and none of my friends answered my texts.”

“so,” you continued, looking up at him with a hopeful smile, “would you wanna help me look for stuff?” you tilted the phone slightly, “I can show you my pinterest board for inspiration.”

martin looked at the screen and then at you, then back at the screen and he couldn't stop the smile spreading across his face.

“you know what?” he put his camera in his pocket and nodded his head, “sure.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who ended up spending an hour with you in the thrift store and then got dragged by you to a matcha place close by after he helped you place your bags in your car. (he couldn’t lie that day was probably the best day he had in months.)

♱ youtuber bf martin who had exchanged socials and numbers while you guys waited on your drinks.

♱ youtuber bf martin who didn’t expect to get a text from you so quickly after you both went your separate ways.

you: OMG I just checked my memory card and why did we not film that whole time ???

martin: oh hell nah that sucks 😭

martin: I didn’t even realize you weren’t filming ig I was distracted

you: definitely distracted by my beautiful face right

martin: maybe…

♱ youtuber bf martin who definitely thought he screwed up with that last text but was shocked to get a call from you a couple seconds later.

─── “oh, so you think I’m beautiful?” your teasing voice crackled through the speaker of martin's phone, immediately making him groan.

he dropped his head back against his pillow and dragged both hands down his face, squeezing his eyes shut. “man,” he muttered, already feeling his face heat up. “I should've unsent that shit.”

your laugh burst through the speaker and martin swore there was something wrong with him because somehow even your laugh was pretty.

“too late now,” you giggled. “it's out there forever.”

“great,” he deadpanned, staring up at his ceiling. “I’ll never recover from this.”

your laughter only got louder and for a second neither of you said anything, both smiling into your phones like idiots.

“so,” martin finally said, shifting onto his side and tucking his free arm under his head. “what are you gonna do about your video?”

“hmmm, probably just film a haul,” you said after a moment, your voice trailing off thoughtfully. “and maybe do a matcha run as the intro.”

martin immediately scoffed “that matcha today was ass.”

“what?” your gasp was so dramatic it made him laugh. “no way!” you protested. “it was so good.”

martin could picture the offended look that was probably on your face right now. “what are you on?”

“I’m on the truth,” he replied, completely serious.

“martin.”

“it wasn't good.” he shrugged even though you couldn't see him. “I’m sorry.”

“don't apologize,” you huffed. “just admit you're wrong.”

martin laughed. “not happening.”

“wow.” you say in disbelief.

“I know.”

“you're unbelievable.”

“that's what I’ve been told.”

he could hear you trying not to laugh. “maybe,” you began, drawing the word out thoughtfully, “you need to try their strawberry matcha instead.”

martin rolled onto his back again. “is that your mission now? converting me?”

“absolutely.” your response made him he smile to himself. “come with me when I film the intro.”

the words came out casually at first but then there was silence.

“if you're free, that is,” you added quickly.

martin's smile widened instantly liking the tiny bit of nervousness hidden underneath your confidence.

“missed me already?” he could practically see you rolling your eyes.

“yeah, you know what?” you laughed. “stay home.”

“nah, nah, wait.” martin sat up slightly, laughing as he ran a hand through his hair. “yeah, I’m free.”

he couldn't stop smiling, seriously what was wrong with him? why was he so giggly around you?

“good.” he could hear the smile in your voice.“you can pick me up.”

martin raised a brow “oh?”

“I’ll send my address.”

for a moment he just stared at his phone “look at that,” he teased, shaking his head. “already trusting strangers from thrift stores.”

“you're not a stranger anymore.” the response came so naturally that it caught both of you off guard.

a brief silence settled over the call and martin's heart did something stupid “right,” he said quietly, unable to hide the grin pulling at his lips.

you cleared your throat dramatically. “anyway, don't be late.”

martin laughed shaking his head “you’re bossy, you know?”

“and?”

“nothing,” he replied quickly. “I’ll be there.”

“good.” you say softly and another smile crept onto martin's face.

♱ youtuber bf martin who had let you look through his playlists and pick songs while he drove.

♱ youtuber bf martin who refused to let you pay for your drinks even after you whined about how this was your idea in the first place.

♱ youtuber bf martin who told you he actually liked the strawberry matcha as you guys drove back. (he didn’t but the smile you gave him when he told you made his chest feel all arm and fuzzy.)

♱ youtuber bf martin who was shocked when you invited him in to help you film your haul claiming you live with your aunt who’s chill so she wouldn’t mind.

♱ youtuber bf martin who realized he would do anything you’d ask him to as he followed you up to your room and helped you sort out your thrift finds and set up your camera.

♱ youtuber bf martin who handed you your clothes and made small comments behind the camera throughout the whole video.

♱ youtuber bf martin who called you as soon as he got into his car after you guys wrapped up and stayed on the phone with you as he drove home.

♱ youtuber bf martin spent the next couple weeks just hanging out with you, it even got to the point where your aunt started sending him home with her bakings.

♱ youtuber bf martin who looked through the comments of your haul video, reading every single comment that asked who was the male voice in the background of the video.

user01: girl who is that at 3:45

user02: thank you random guy for convincing yn to get that top

user03: does anyone else want to see what this guy looks like??

user04: mind you yn never has the male species on her channel so this gotta be her bf

user05: yn finishing her matcha before him and then drinking the rest of his on the ride back to her house is frying me.

♱ youtuber bf martin who realized he was falling for you when he had asked you to help him film a video which you gladly accepted.

but every time he looked at the camera that you were filming him with it was like he couldn’t focus because of he kept getting lost in the eyes of the girl behind it and it was the only thing he could notice while editing.

♱ youtuber bf martin who ended up scraping the whole video and posting a new one that he did on his own with this as the title. “reconnecting with nature because I think by tyler the creator 0.51 timestamp.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who usually answers comments but blissfully ignored every single one under that vid.

user01: guys the timestamp is literally when tyler says “I think I’m falling in love.”

user02: nah martin watchu got going on.

user03: genuinely having to touch grass after developing a crush is so real.

♱ youtuber bf martin who knew he couldn’t hide how he felt about you any longer so he did the only reasonable thing someone like him would do…. which was show up to ur house at 3 am while rain pours on him at your doorstep.

───“martin what the hell?” you stood in the doorway staring at him in complete shock, your voice rough with sleep and your eyes squinted against the porch light as rain poured behind him.

“what are you doing here? it's like 3 am.” your gaze dragged over his soaked clothes before widening. “where's your car? did you run here?”

rainwater dripped from the ends of martin's hair as he pushed it back from his forehead, his chest still rising and falling heavily from the run. he looked exhausted, completely drenched, but his eyes never left yours.

“when things weigh on my mind too much,” he said between breaths, swiping water from his face, his voice sounded almost desperate. “I just have to say it.”

your eyebrows pulled together immediately.

“huh?” you asked, completely lost, but before he could continue you grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. “what are you even saying? you're gonna get sick.”

the warmth of the house hit him instantly, but it didn't do much to calm the panic running through him.

“yn, I really need to tell you something,” martin said as you guided him further inside. his eyes dropped briefly to your hand wrapped around his arm before finding your face again. “like now.”

“it can wait,” you insisted, shaking your head as you looked him over with concern. “martin, you're soaking.” your voice softened as you reached up to brush some wet hair away from his forehead. “look, I’m gonna get you some warm clothes. go sit in the kitchen.”

martin opened his mouth to argue, but the worried look on your face stopped him.

so now he found himself sitting on one of the stools in your aunt's kitchen, his hands clasped together as his mind raced. the house was dark except for the candle you'd lit and placed on the counter, its warm glow flickering across the room. you hadn't even bothered turning on the lights, just guided him to the stool before disappearing upstairs.

he heard your footsteps a few minutes later and looked up to find you carrying an oversized hoodie and sweatpants.

“here,” you said, setting them down in front of him. “change into this. you know where the washroom is.”

martin took the clothes but immediately frowned as he looked them over,“what guy did you get this from?”

you stared at him for a second before letting out a disbelieving laugh.

“no one?” you said slowly, looking at him like he'd completely lost his mind. “they're just oversized and comfy so I bought them for winter.”

“oh.” the answer instantly made all his jealousy fade away.”

you pointed toward the hallway. “go change.”

“oh. yeah.” feeling slightly embarrassed, martin quickly disappeared into the bathroom.

the change itself only took a few minutes, but he spent nearly ten standing in front of the sink trying to psych himself up for what he was about to do. every speech he'd planned on the way here suddenly sounded ridiculous.

when he finally returned to the kitchen, you were setting two steaming mugs onto the counter.

“took you long enough,” you teased, sliding one toward him. the mug had lego batman printed across the side. “it's peppermint tea. drink.”

martin couldn't help smiling as he wrapped both hands around the mug, letting the warmth seep into his cold fingers.

“thank you.”

“mhm.”

you leaned against the counter across from him, your head tilted slightly as you watched him over the rim of your own mug.

“I just wanted to make sure you were taken care of before you told me what the hell was so important that you ended up on my doorstep in the middle of the night.”

your voice was gentle now, and when you reached over to rub your thumb across the back of his hand, something inside martin completely unraveled.

all the worry, all the overthinking, all the rehearsed speeches, gone.

“I want you so bad.”the words slipped out before he could stop them.

immediately his eyes widened and he slapped a hand over his mouth, that was absolutely not how he wanted to say that.

“pardon?” you asked, your eyes practically doubling in size as you stared at him.

martin groaned and buried his face in both hands.

“I came here because...” his voice came out muffled through his fingers. “I like you a lot, yn.” he squeezed his eyes shut. “like I really, really like you.”

silence filled the kitchen and martin's stomach dropped, this was it, he'd ruined everything.

he couldn't bring himself to look up, even when he heard you move from your spot beside the counter. he just sat there staring into his hands until suddenly he felt your arms wrap around him.

his breath caught instantly. slowly, he lowered his hands and turned toward you.

you were standing beside him, looking at him with the softest expression he'd ever seen.

before he could say anything, you leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against his cheek.

“that's so romantic, martin.”

“what?” he asked, completely bewildered as his hand immediately flew to the spot you'd kissed. “what?”

“you ran in the rain to tell me you liked me,” you said with a small laugh, taking his hand in yours and rubbing your thumb across his knuckles. “that's like romcom level romantic.”

martin could only stare, his brain had completely stopped functioning.

you smiled at him before lifting his hand and pressing another soft kiss against his knuckles.“I really, really like you too martin.”

for a moment all martin could do was look at you, the candlelight dancing across your face as rain tapped softly against the windows, “yeah, running all the way here was totally worth it.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who slept over at your house that early morning, apparently your aunt wasn’t even home, she was out of town.

♱ youtuber bf martin who took you on an official date a couple days later, that incorporated two of your favourite things food and shopping.

♱ youtuber bf martin who was in your videos a lot more now, yeah his voice was still in the background but it became so regular it was like your subscribers knew him on a personal level.

♱ youtuber bf martin who started subtly dropping hints that he was officially in a relationship in his videos. “listening to ultraviolence by lana del ray after a lovely lady told me it was her favourite album of all time.” “what to do when she likes blur more than oasis.” “thrifting but a random girl is filming me.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who saw a certain comment after he uploaded “thrifting but a random girl is filming me” but didn’t think much of it not knowing what was to come the next morning.

user01: guys at 4:35 the voice behind the camera telling martin to move out of the way so someone could pass by sounds so familiar or is it just me.

♱ youtuber bf martin who woke up to you face timing him at 7am.

─── martin squinted at his phone screen, the brightness making him wince as he accepted the facetime call. it took a second for his eyes to focus, but when they did he was immediately met with the sight of you sitting in your kitchen.

your hair was still messy from sleep, a pair of glasses perched on your nose that he only ever really saw in the mornings, and a chocolate croissant was currently stuffed in your mouth as you chewed while scrolling through something off screen.

the sight made a smile pull at his lips before he could stop it.

“good morning,” he said, his voice still rough and scratchy from sleep as he rubbed a hand over his face. “you look so cute.”

“shut up,” you replied immediately around another bite of your croissant, though the small smile threatening to appear on your face completely ruined the effect.

martin laughed quietly as he watched you reach over and drag your unnecessarily massive ipad that he stood in the apple store for about an hour with you to get into frame.

“why are your subscribers in my recent tiktok comments asking me if we're dating?” you asked, pushing your glasses further up your nose before turning the ipad toward the camera.

martin blinked a few times and sat up straighter against his headboard, trying to actually read what was on the screen.

“uh...” he rubbed at his eyes again. “oh, um.”

“my subscribers hear you all the time and have never figured it out,” you continued, immediately pointing an accusing finger at the screen. “how the hell did yours figure this out?”

martin bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from laughing.

“what are you feeding them?” you demanded. “and why are they commenting under my tiktok about my favourite perfume scents? that comment section was full of scent suggestions before and now look at it.”

you looked genuinely offended as you scrolled through the comments and martin could see dozens of messages flying past.

"is martin your boyfriend?"

"wait why are my two worlds colliding."

"girl we know."

he finally gave up and laughed, “I don't know.”

“martin.”

“I genuinely don't know.”

you groaned dramatically and dropped your forehead against the edge of the ipad.

martin couldn't help smiling at the sight, it was ridiculous how much he liked watching you do absolutely nothing.

“you're asking me questions I can't answer, babe,” he said, resting his chin in his palm as he watched you take a sip from your iced coffee before setting it back down beside you.

you immediately narrowed your eyes “ew don’t babe me.”

martin's grin only widened, “okay, babe.”

“martin.”

“sorry.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who told you not to worry about it and to let people speculate “it’s our relationship, we can confirm it when we wanna confirm it.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who started posting small instagram stories with a little bit of you here and there. it was obvious that you guys were dating and it became a more private but not secret situation.

♱ youtuber bf martin who started following you as your plus one on brand trips.

♱ youtuber bf martin who liked a photo on instagram that a subscriber posted with you and him after bumping into you guys at the mall.

♱ youtuber bf martin who edited one of your videos for fun and it was so obvious that it was the only thing people could talk about in the comments. “don’t let anyone gaslight you into thinking that the devil doesn’t wear prada | girl talk + fashion advice 🪽”

♱ youtuber bf martin who started showing you more and more on his socials and you vice versa.

♱ youtuber bf martin who started trolling your views while you were on live and kept poking his head into the frame while the comments went crazy.

♱ youtuber bf martin who posted a video of him dying your hair on his channel. “dying this random girls hair blonde because she loves the virgin suicides directed by sofia coppola.”

♱ youtuber bf martin and youtuber reader gf both hard launching by posting videos at the same time. “evening routine 🪷 sleepover, baking cookies with my bf, movie night.” “quizzing my girlfriend on how we met, if she gets a detail wrong she explodes.”

♱ youtuber bf martin and youtuber gf reader who both did social media dumps a couple hours later after the videos were posted.

♱ youtuber bf martin who always mentions you in his videos now that you guys were public

talking about my karma and lessons learned while sitting in my backyard | timestamp 13:20 “I learned to not judge a book by its cover when I found out that my girlfriend has been to a deftones concert and I haven’t so that was a lesson learned.”

drinking iced coffee and talking about nonsense | timestamp 5:30 “my girlfriend is a caffeine addict one time she asked me to buy her two quad espressos and I had no idea what that was so I searched it up and now I feel the need to put my hand on her heart every now and then because I’m really concerned.”

how I hacked someones soundcloud | timestamp 6:20 “the person I hacked was my girlfriend but it was for a good reason, I wanted to burn unreleased lana del rey songs on a cd for her as a gift but I didn’t know her favourite ones so I had to take things into my own hands.”

mid afternoon yapping | timestamp 8:48 “at like 12 am I wanted toco bell so I forced my girlfriend to go get some with me and I don’t know what gluttonous demon overtook us but let’s just say there was a lot of things on our receipt and now I’m suffering from heart burn.” timestamp 10:35 “this heartburn is genuinely killing me but my girlfriend is completely fine but that’s because her digestive system is radioactive I swear her stomach is hot lava.”

♱ youtuber bf martin who takes all of your instagram photos.

♱ youtuber bf martin who stared growing out his hair after watching one your older videos where you talked about liking when guys grow out their hair not too long but enough for it to cover their eyes.

♱ youtuber bf martin & youtuber gf reader who stopped posting videos for about a month and a half…. which made people think you guys broke up until someone posted a photo of you and martin inside the sanrio store in japan.

user01: okay so they just played in our face like I was so worried

user02: I wonder who’s idea it was to go to japan for more than four weeks and go completely mia

↳ user03: probably martin icl

↳ user04: definitely martin if it was up to yn we would’ve had sm content

↳ user05: didn’t he threaten us once 😭 he literally said he would take yn away from us if he could

↳ user04: nah so he was being deadass

user06: didn’t martin say he’d move to japan…

↳ user07: the concept of martin having enough power to take THE la girl out of la permanently HE MUST BE STOPPED

user08: I better get an hour vlog from BOTH of them and a bunch of photo dumps.

𓏲ּ𝄢… BONUS! MARTIN’s PRIVATE BUT NOT SECRET INSTA STORIES

٠࣪⭑ james accidentally makes a post on weverse that soft launches your relationship. unfortunately, half the fandom sees it before he can take it down.

٠࣪⭑ james x f!reader, v short oneshot SMAU

--weverse template @/ww.eunchae on tiktok!

🍒 aleksander!martin x emma!f!reader, not exactly true to the manga but ib by veil heavily!, req by @marumaomao, fluff, profanity, smau

listen to: just the two of us

iro's notes: i actually havent read the manga, the whole smau is based off of wtv bby mao told me in my reqs!!

synopsis : You were the new kid at school who just moved from Africa and ended up befriending two outcasts who encourage you to infiltrate "The Plastics," the school's ruling clique, aka Cortis. But what happens when you see an unusual side of their leader, Martin Edwards?

⋆.𐙚 ̊ pairing : cady!Reader x regina!Martin ?

w/c : 632

✶⋆.˚ genre : mean girls au, written fanfic with smau inbetween maybe?, highschool au with crack

featuring : tons of new gen idols and perhaps old gen idols as the teachers

☆kay's notes : I saw the poster on pinterest and just had to do it. Everything is a joke so please don't take anything seriously. This is made purely out of crack and a kpop highschool sounds so interesting.

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