Niko's girl

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NIKO OMILANA

Jealousy

(summary: In which your boyfriend Niko Omilana gets visibly upset and jealous at how close you we're being with your work partner, Sharky.)

Jealousy (part two)

(summary: It has been weeks since you left his apartment, crying and devastated, desperate to know why he never came back to make this all right. You in your own mind, you felt like it was over since he wasn't coming into conclusion that he was in the wrong. You try to move on by going to an all influencers party, but that's when you're met face to face with Niko.)

Can I kiss you?

(summary: You're a usual guest in the beta squad and all the members seems to like you, except for one that seems to not like you at all. Or that's what you took from the interaction between you and him.)

Forgotten

(summary: You and Niko were friends right before he got famous. One by one, day by day, he started to forget that you even exist. Months started to pass by, and you found yourself questioning if he ever thought about you. It even began piling up to years. What happens when your on a random workday and you bump into the least expected person?)

Forgotten (part two)

(summary: Just when you thought it was over with Niko, an unexpected offer had occurred. An offer that you had needed desperately.)

Care For You

(summary:Niko and some of his friends, Sharky, Aj, and your brother, Dylan, decide to go to an arcade as a small hangout. Niko thought it'd be a great idea to invite you since your birthday was coming up. Obviously his friends and your brother are annoyed by Niko inviting you, even though you were friends with all of them aswell. Not that they hated you, they wanted to be together alone for a day. You had a huge crush on Niko, so you easily accepted it. Well, not everything goes according to your plan.)

The Unrevealed, Reveals *still in progress*

(summary: Niko Omilana, the man that you never see scared. You are an actress and you've never seen your boyfriend, Niko, scared before. What if the rest of the beta squad decide to pull a prank by getting you ‘kidnapped’?)

Needy

(summary: Niko was never this impatient. Calling you, texting you to come urgently to his apartment. You've never seen him like this and you wonder how it'd turn out if you stretched the situation by not giving in.)

My Dearest Friend (warning: smut is included)

(summary: you and Niko became friends quickly when your group got big, and therefore, you collabed with the beta squad. they liked your energy and your friends' energy, and let's say, it wasn't hard for the friendship to form. You and Niko were practically hanging out everyday, and you've always seen him as your friend. That was until fans began shipping you with him, and those thoughts were enough to make you open your eyes and realize he was more than that.)

↓Based off of the song (Ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine)↓

Movie

(summary: A first date that turned out to be really successful with Niko, gets repeated with a different girl that wasn't you. Or maybe, you just didn't know what was real life and wasn't.)

I'll Only Make You Cry

(summary: Niko Omilana, a guy who isn't really experienced with relationships. When he hears one accusation of you cheating, you see a face you've never thought you'd live to see.)

He Was The One

(Summary: Are you really there with him because he wants you or are you just... there?)

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SHARKY

Look After You

(summary: Receiving the news of your mother's death made a huge impact on you. You spend weeks alone in your apartment, ignoring the outside world and the people that could possibly help you at least feel better. But one person had a feeling in his gut that something wasn't right. He was angry, confused, and mostly hurt on why his own best friend was ignoring him. So, he decides to pay you a visit.)

↓Based off of the song (Traitor by Olivia)↓

Traitor *still in progress*

(summary: You and Sharky were done for. Not that the relationship was imperfect, it was just the mutual feelings of the fact that the both of you lost feelings. Well, he admitted it first, and you went along with it so he doesn't see the way you were deeply hurt. Not even two weeks later and he shows up with a girl at a gathering party for close friends.)

↓Based off of the song (Scott Street)↓

Don't Be A Stranger

(summary: The love of your life suddenly turns into a complete stranger.)

Don't Be A Stranger (part two)

(summary: You didn't know it yet, but things with sharky wasn't over afterall.)

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AJ SHABEEL

Mistake *still in progress*

(summary: You usually visit Aj's and Niko's apartment since you were practically the closest out of the rest. Until one day, all of you are seated while Aj was streaming and Niko exposes Aj's feelings towards you infront of thousands who were watching every single moment.)

Shattered Promises

(Summary: Aj's promise to you was built on never causing harm and the relationship would last forever, but a single argument led to your relationship's collapse. The fallout from their fight turned their once loving relationship into a series of broken promises.)

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CHUNKZ

Annoyed *still in progress*

(summary: Filming with the beta squad was always fun. Their energy, their jokes, their passion just to make you laugh whenever you're around them. One person picks on you a little too much when you're filming with them for their upcoming new video. It annoys you, which leads to you ignoring him.)

In This Together (request)

(summary: Chunkz helps you, his best friend, through a severe panic attack with comforting words, physical touch, and deep breathing exercises, showing unwavering support and care.)

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KENNY

Do The Unexpected

(summary: In which Kenny proves himself by winning his fight infront of everyone who has ever doubted him. You and his boys never doubted him for a second, so you run up in the ring and ramble on and on about how proud you are of him.)

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rules while requesting: do NOT request anything that includes r@pe.

anything that includes abuse.

or anything graphic.

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NOTES:

I write smut , fluff, angst.

this WILL be constantly updated! (hopefully.)

be open, i swear I do not care if you request something as 'too far' I WILL write it for you.

if ANYONE i mean ANYONE wants me to write about anyone else other than the beta squad (like darkest, filly, etc...) request me and I'll try to see if I could do it.

all of these are actually in my drafts but most of them are UNFINISHED. which means I need you to be patient with me.

please be patient with me while publishing anything, I promise you I'm trying my best finishing up everything as soon as possible.

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED ATM!

Hello everyone 😭😭 It's been a REALLY long while since I've been on here which makes me completely tongue-tied because I have no idea what to say other than the fact that i missed all of you and the beta squad FOR SURE.

Unfortunately, my beta squad obsession fizzled away (end of an era) 💔 And me feeding my real life needs and scenarios into the fanfics that I used to write is gone because my perfect boyfriend takes REALLY good care of me 😜

BUTT that doesn't mean I'm gone or that I'll disappear again!! Amelia is here to stay (HOPEFULLY) and I'll try to be as active as before. Maybe I could write for multiple other people, not just the beta squad. (That is if I do have motivation)

I REPEAT: THEY'RE HAVING A REMATCH !

which means that beta squad is 70% back and I can NOT wait for them to win over amp (will be awks if they win but it's not happening)

SMALL UPDATE which I'll delete (sorry im late) but GIRL YOU'RE RIGHT.

YES I didn't know i had egyptian baes on here aswell 😭

Kenny and Farah (nigeria and egypt in the newest ndl vid) had me smiling throughout the entire vid THEY WERE SO CUTE. KENNY HELPING HER WITH THE QUESTIONS AND THEM THE ENTIRE VIDEO JUST HAD ME SCREAMING.

when Farah asked kenny if she looked the same after she removed her blindfold and he gently replied yeah 😭😭 like I'm not the only one seeing this right??

I'm not shipping them but their interaction made me feral. Kenny was all blushing and smiling around her LIKE IM NOT DELUSIONAL... RIGHT?! 😭😭

I DIDNT EVEN EXPECT TO SEE FARAH THERE? BUT NIKO AND FARAH WAS ALWAYS THE COLLABORATION I'VE WANTED TO SEE AND WE GOT IT

YOU'RE SO REAL WITH THE OBSESSION PART. i need to read more stuff about them but there's LITERALLY nothing.

The request (Putting it on here because i accidentally deleted it): Heyaaaa!!! I just wanna say I'm in LOVE with ur content dude ur waiting is so good!! I also had a request if that's okay, I don't wanna get into too much detail but recently I've been going through a lot and I have had multiple panic attack, can you make a chunkz x reader where he helps you with like physical touch and words of affirmation and then after he like makes ur stubborn ass drink water and he guides you with deep breaths and shit SORRY TJIS ISNSO DEtaileD ITS JUST THYA CHUNKZ IS THE ONLY PETSOM ON MY MIND WHEN IM GOING THRU A TOUGHT TIME if you don't wanna do it btw that's completely okay!! Idm but if you do can you tag me?? Much loveee

summary: Chunkz helps you, his best friend, through a severe panic attack with comforting words, physical touch, and deep breathing exercises, showing unwavering support and care.

warnings: mentions of panic attacks / anxiety

A/N: this request (and many other ones) have been sitting in my drafts for a long time. SO I APOLOGIZE DEEPLY. also I hope this anon is okay, sending my love to you x

Chunkz had always been more than just a friend. He was your own person, a calming presence in your life.

He knew you more than you knew yourself. The genuine care and love he has for you was something you never thought was possible. It was humanely impossible in your eyes, even.

But he proved it to you. Not just by words, but by his actions. He always knew how to take care of you, especially through your panic attacks. It was strangely comforting how he was the only person who knew how to calm you down.

Today, however, was different. You could feel the weight of the attack coming, but it was worse than ever. It came in a way where it had never been done before.

Overwhelmed and anxious, you felt the weight of the world crushing down on you. Chunkz, being the person who always had a nagging feeling throughout the day, decided to check up on you like always.

When he arrived at your apartment with his spare key, he found you in the midst of a severe panic attack.

Tears streamed down your face as you struggled to breathe, your chest heaving with sobs.

You knew if this was a normal day, you'd be half jokingly scolding chunkz for coming over. But you were thankful that he was here. Because he was the only person who could help you through this.

His eyes widened in panic. He had never seen it being this extreme. No, no. Focus Chunkz. No time to panic. He had to help you.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm here." he says softly with his tone hinting a bit of fear and worry, closing the door behind him. His voice, usually so soothing, seemed distant to your distracted mind.

He quickly crossed the room and knelt beside you, taking your trembling hands in his. "Look at me, just focus on me."

You tried, but it was hard. Everything felt too much. Your vision blurred with tears, your breaths coming in shallow, heavy gasps.

He swallows the lump in his throat. Seeing you like this was tugging at his heartstrings.

Chunkz's grip tightens slightly, grounding you in the present. "Listen to me," he says with his voice slightly wavering, his eyes locking onto yours. "You're safe. I'm here. Breathe with me, alright?"

Despite your tears, you tried to match his breathing, instinctively. tightening your grip on Chunkz for some kind of reassurance.

Chunkz inhales deeply, holding it for a few seconds betore exhaling slowly. His breaths were steady and normal, a different contrast to your own gasps.

He gently guides your hand to your chest, his own hand mirroring the movement. "Feel that? Your heartbeat. It's strong. You're strong."

The reassurance that you so desperately needed, coupled with his calm voice, began to penetrate the fog of panic.

His other hand rubbed soothing circles on your back, a comforting presence. "In and out. In through your nose, out through your mouth. You can do this. You're so strong, y/n."

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, painfully slowly, you began to match his rhythm. The world felt a little less suffocating with each breath. Chunkz's presence was a lifeline, pulling you back from falling apart.

"That's it, just like that. You're doing great," he encourages you, a soft encouraging smile on his face and his voice softening with relief as your breathing start to stabilize.

But the tears still flowed, unchecked. The emotional storm within you hadn't left.

Chunkz shifts closer to you, wrapping you in a protective embrace. "It's okay to cry," he murmurs. "Let it out. I've got you. I'll always be here."

His arms around you were solid and warm, making sure for you to know that he'll be here for you no matter what. The tears came harder, your sobs shaking your entire body. "God, I'm tired of going through this."

Chunkz holds you tighter, his own breathing a steady, calming presence. "I'm not going anywhere." he whispers. "We're in this together. You don't have to go through it alone."

Minutes, maybe hours, passes as he held you, his hands never ceasing their comforting motions.

When your sobs finally began to fade, Chunkz pulls back slightly, his eyes filled with concern and love. "How about some water?" he suggests softly. "You need to stay hydrated."

You shook your head stubbornly, but Chunkz wasn't having it. "I don't want any water." You manage to speak for the first time since your tears had erupted.

He stands up and ignores your protest, his hand lingering on your shoulder for a moment longer before heading to the kitchen.

He returns with a glass of water, kneeling down beside you again. "Come on, drink up. It'll help, I promise."

With his gentle tone, you took the glass without any hesitation, sipping the water despite the lump in your throat. The cool liquid was refreshing, a reminder of his care and your need to take better care of yourself.

"Now," he says once you had finished the water, "let's work on those deep breaths again. Follow my lead. Okay?"

Chunkz sat down beside you, his hand finding yours and giving it a reassuring squeeze, his thumb making circular moves around your palm. "Inhale deeply through your nose, hold it for a few seconds, then exhale slowly through your mouth."

He demonstrates and shows you how its done, his breaths calm and focused. You mirror him, finding it a bit easier this time. With each breath, the weight on your chest lightened a little more.

"You're doing amazing." he encourages you, a smile tugging on his lips.

The room seems to fade away, leaving just the sound of your now steady breaths and the warmth of his hand in yours. Finally, the chaotic thoughts in your mind began to quiet, replaced by a calmed silence.

Chunkz's voice broke the silence, "See? You're okay. We'll get through this, one step at a time. And remember, I'm always here for you, no matter what."

You look at him, gratitude welling up in your eyes, a smile of your own forming on your lips. "Thank you." you whisper, your voice barely audible. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

He smiles, a soft, understanding smile that reached his eyes. "You don't have to do anything without me. We're in this together, always. Don't ever forget that, y/n."

As the evening wore on, the two of you remained there, talking, breathing, and just being your usual self.

Chunkz's unwavering support and his ability to ground you with both physical touch and words of affirmation reminded you that, no matter how tough things got, you were never truly alone.

(PART TWO)

summary: You didn't know it yet, but things with sharky wasn't over afterall.

warnings: mentions of death.

A/N: be careful as I rushed the ending to put this out for you guys ❤️❤️

Click. The sound of the door unlocking filled your the deafening silence in your ears. You were now back in the place you once called home.

Your eyes followed the mess your house held. The scattered books across the floor, the leftover food that was now swarming with flies, to the abandoned dinner table that held memories with you and your family, along with Sharky.

Now everything has gone silent. Too silent for your own liking. You shake your head in disappointment and hurt, a twinge of anger underneath you.

'look where you had gotten now' your thoughts taunted.

Just almost a year ago, you were happily taken by your boyfriend– well, ex boyfriend Sharky and your mother was in perfect health. Your father hadn't left the world yet, and you were best friends with your ex boyfriend's boys.

You swallow the lump in your throat, feeling your throat tightening. A feeling you knew all too well. Everything was now falling apart. You didn't know it yet but it had already fell apart.

You sigh as you place the groceries right on the kitchen counter, taking out the batter with shaky hands.

Your breath hitches when you feel the specific picture that was hung up in the fridge staring right at you, reminding you and taunting you of the things you once had.

Your eyes reluctantly shift to where it was, and without warning, a pang of hurt shoots through your chest.

It was a picture that was taken on your birthday exactly a year ago, a smile on your face with your mum doing a thumbs up pose and Sharky holding up your mum's kind of favorite cake. Red velvet.

Your eyes followed the written words on the cake, your eyes twitching with hurt and anger.

'one year closer to death!'

It was written with humor, as Sharky knew you saw birthdays as pointless and irrational, an excuse to celebrate a year closer to death.

But now, you couldn't even laugh at it, instead, you found it demeaning and way too truthful. A reminder of your own mum's state.

Without warning, you take the picture between your hands and crumpled it, shoving it inside a drawer.

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"It's not that bad y'know? Considering you suck at baking. Sharky's the one who always made the best cakes and you always burnt yours." Your mother says playfully, taking a biteful of the cake.

You stiffen up when you hear his name. Usually whenever your mum brought him up, you just laughed and talked about him because you thought that you had moved on from him.

But seeing him today, confirmed that you weren't over him at all.

You force a tight smile for your mother, "Yeah." You mumble nervously, picking on the cake that you didn't want to eat.

She realizes the shift in your demeanor, her eyes narrowing at you. After a few seconds, her eyes softened. "Are you okay, sweetie?"

You are about to speak with a prepared lie, but she sends you a glare to indicate not to lie to her. She knew you too well.

You clench your other hand that was under the table into a fist, a shaky sigh leaving your lips. "I saw him. I saw Sharky today." You mumble to yourself, almost feeling tears coming in.

You felt selfish for feeling the need to cry about Sharky when your mother across of you was dying. It felt unfair to you and to her.

"Oh, sweetie. That must've been so hard." She outstretches her hands and you comply with ease, immediately abandoning the fork that was held by your fingers and hugging her while tears dampened her favorite shirt.

"He promised. He promised he'd stay." You say with a bit of anger, but the hurt overpowered your tone.

"I was so stupid for thinking he'd stay." Your voice wavers, breathing heavily as your mother runs her fingers through your hair.

"Sharky is a good person, baby. He is. He's just–" Your mother pauses, trying to come up with the right thing to say.

"Everyone's way of coping is different. He had his own reasons."

You didn't believe a single word, but for her sake? You stood silent as quiet sobs took over the silence.

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2 weeks later.

Sharky and his boys were all hanging out in Niko's and Aj's apartment, when suddenly, Chunkz had made a random announcement.

"I forgot to mention. y/n's mother passed away like a week ago." Chunkz sighs sadly.

Sharky's eyes widened, blinking multiple times in shock. He looked between all his friends who weren't affected as much, probably because they already knew.

"It's really sad...I sent her a message and she replied with only like two words. She must be struggling bad you know?" Kenny adds.

"And why didn't i know about this until now?!" Sharky says frantically, his hands trembling as he digs them into his pockets, trying to find his car keys.

"We just found out today. I feel terrible for her." Aj remarks from the couch.

As much as it sounded selfish, Sharky could feel the exact pain you were going through right now.

But why? Wasn't he the one who broke up with you? Why did he still care about what you were going through? He was supposed to be over you.

Probably because it was never true. He never did get over you.

Sharky looks around the house in stress, worry, confusion for the car keys he desperately tried to find. Once he found them, his legs immediately took him to his car, imagination of what you're going through right now makes his eyelids brim with tears.

He tightened the grip on the steering wheel, blinking away the tears that threatened to spill out. He was scared to see you. But the selfish part won over, he wanted to see you, check on you. He wanted to be the one to comfort you.

Continous knocks.

You were sat on the couch, zoning out. You immediately flinch at the sound and you didn't know if you were hallucinating or if this was real life.

You unlock the door without checking who it might be, not bringing precaution to your mind.

You lazily look at whoever stood infront of the door, rubbing your eyes. "What do you want?" It might've taken you seconds to realize that it was him.

It was Sharky. His mouth is slightly open and his heart is beating at the way you looked. You looked miserable. His eyes brim with tears once again, but he looks away.

Your tired eyes seemed to have woken, widening at the unexpected timing and person. "Sharky? What are you doing here?"

Sharky's heart dropped at the sight of you. "y/n– I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." His voice croaked, still in shock by the news, by how you looked like in the moment.

"No, no. Don't." You glare at him, shaking your head.

"What?" His voice breaks, desperately trying to reach out to you.

You pointed between yourself and him, your voice shaky as you spoke, "This– you should've been here with me through all of it. You can't be here for me now. I did it all myself. No thanks to you! " you almost let out a cry, but you beg yourself to not let yourself go.

"I don't understand–"

"You promised. You promised you'd be here from the beginning till the end of it. You said that you'll be with me through this entire hard time, and you weren't–" That was it, your breaking point. Tears stung your cheeks and you find Sharky holding you before your knees buckle.

A part of you wanted to push him away, scream at him, yell at him for leaving. But the hurt in you made sure you knew it existed, that comfort was what you needed the most at this moment.

You found yourself tightening your grip around him like a lifeline, scared that if you loosened it, he'd be gone and nothing would hold you.

Sharky though? He was scared, guilty, and hurt all at once. Scared that he saw you in this state, the strong girl he knew gone. His strong girl. Guilty that he broke his promise. The promise he meant wholeheartedly. Hurt that he lost a woman who was a mother figure to him. The one who trusted him with her daughter.

"It's going to be okay." He forces himself to say, softly running his fingers through your hair. But his tone clearly indicated that he wasn't convinced by what he was saying, like he was trying to convince the both of you.

"It's...not. It'll never be okay." your voice breaks as you spoke, tears dampening his shirt. You couldn't give any shit about it at the moment.

He froze at your words. What if it was never going to be okay? What if you were right? No. He couldn't make you give up. This was his one time to make you his girl again, to be the one to help you get over this pain and hurt.

"I...I promise. I promise I'll make sure that you'll be okay. I mean it. I swear." He says with such conviction, it makes you stop crying for a moment.

You disconnect the embrace a little just to look at him. "How should I know if this will be any different?"

Your words felt like a stab to his chest. The knowledge of him being the reason you're doubting his promises, makes him never want to let you go. He wants to make sure you know he means it. Not by words, but by actions.

"I mean it, y/n. I'll do it with actions. Not words."

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1 year later.

A year had passed since Sharky had comforted you during one of the darkest moments of your life.

His presence had been a steady one, guiding you through the fog of grief. True to his word, he had been there for you, not just with words but with actions that spoke louder than anything else.

Today was your birthday, and you were determined to celebrate it with joy and gratitude. Not like the other previous years where you always made negative comments about birthdays.

As you woke up, the aroma of the red velvet ran through the air. You followed the delicious scent to the kitchen, where Sharky, your loyal and unexpectedly talented boyfriend, was already hard at work.

"Good morning, my birthday girl!" Sharky greeted you with a flour-dusted smile. "I know you're not into this whole birthday thing because it's celebrating a 'year closer to death'. But I'm here now and I'll force you to do it."

You roll your eyes playfully, a smile on your face as you walk towards him. "Actually...no. You don't have to force me to do the celebration. I'm very excited this year."

His eyes widened, clearly not expecting this plot twist. Sharky chuckles and hands you an apron. "What a plot twist. I never thought I'd see this day."

You grab a handful of flour and throw it at him, "Deal with it or else." You threaten him playfully and he grins, raising his hands up in mock surrender.

"Alright, alright. I was just saying."

You began mixing ingredients, Sharky guiding you through each step with patience and encouragement as he knows that the only cake you knew how to make was the one that were ready from a box. But this? It was from scratch.

As you both worked, the kitchen filled with the sound of your laughter and the occasional clatter of utensils. Sharky showed you how to fold in the flour gently, how to check if the cake was baked to perfection, and even shared some of his secret tips for making the frosting extra fluffy.

"You're a natural." Sharky teases, watching you carefully pipe swirls of frosting onto the cake. But they were messed up ones.

"Only because I have the best teacher. You know my mum last year said that my cake was not bad. So I think I am improving." you tease back, your heart full of warmth and happiness.

"Hey. You stole the mix from me that day." He says with mock anger, a smile on his face.

"Well you gave it to me! Besides i don't have your talents. You can easily make it from scratch. But me? Nope. I don't think so. I'll mess it up from the get go." He chuckles at your comment, wrapping his arms around your waist.

Once the cakes were baked and cooled, you set to decorating them. Sharky showed you how to smooth the frosting and create perfect designs with the piping bag.

You laugh as you made a mess with sprinkles and edible glitter, the kitchen turning into a cheerful chaos of colors and sweetness.

Finally, it was time for the finishing touch. Sharky hands you a piping bag filled with bright pink frosting. "You write the message. It's your special day." He says, expecting you to write that same message every year.

Your hand trembled slightly as you carefully wrote on the cake. With Sharky's reassuring presence beside you, you wrote, "Thankful for another year."

He tries to hide his surprise, but he fails at it.

You stood back to admire your work, the message a testament to your bond and the journey you had shared over the past year.

Your eyes filled with happy tears as you looked at Sharky, your heart overflowing with gratitude.

He slightly frowns, "Why are you crying? Baby..."

"No..no. They're happy tears. Thank you, Sharky. For everything," you whisper.

Sharky smiles and pulls you into a gentle hug. "You’re welcome, love. I'd do anything for you."

As you cut into the cake, the flavors red velvet mingling with the sweetness of the frosting, you knew that this birthday was more than just a celebration of your life.

It was a celebration of love, gratitude, and the beautiful moments you had created together. And mostly, it was for your mother.

plot is basically him being yn's cameraman for the time being but instead of looking at the camera when she talks or do smth she always looks at george directly (which sometimes makes george flustered?? ur choice) and idk niko teases them or sum??

my bad i suck at this plot explaining shi so u can improv and modify anything

AWKWARD TENSION, George

(request)

Summary: You and Niko Omilana collaborate on a video, with George as their cameraman. What you don't know...you'll find yourself staring at him without realizing.

warnings: — (EXTREME FLUFF. literally the purest fic I've ever written.)

A/N: MY FINE BAE. i literally love george SO MUCH so im thankful for this request. (it has been sitting in my inbox for a while but...started with it today and finished it in a day.)

You stood in the bustling city square, adjusting the mic clipped to your shirt. Niko Omilana was energetically chatting with his fans as they pass by through the streets and notice him, his excitement shown even off-camera.

"Alright, alright. Settle down. George, you ready?" Niko asks George who held the camera infront of you and Niko, nodding briefly and focusing on the lenses of the camera.

George, the cameraman, was setting up the equipment, his eyes flicking up nervously every so often.

"Alright, Niko and y/n, we're about to start in 3... 2... 1..." George announces, waving to the both of you to make you both focus.

"Hello everyone. Today, we're going to be taking on some crazy challenges right here in the heart of the city. And with us is the amazing Niko Omilana! Such a small creator that we are willing to help. Go check out his channel. He really needs some views." You add on, a sympathetic smile on and from the corner of your eye, you feel Niko's side glance at yoi and the grin on his face, amused by your audacity.

You smile brightly, but instead of looking into the camera, your gaze shifts to George, who was just behind it.

George's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he fumbled with the lenses of the camera. Niko caught the exchange and smirks, crossing his arms.

"Ahh. George, my brother." Niko does an awkward wink, which enhances the color of George's cheeks behind the camera.

"y/n, you do know where the camera is, right?" Niko teases, pointing at the lens.

You laugh, but your eyes still lingered on George. "Yeah, yeah, I know." You say trying to play it off. "Just making sure George is ready."

"Sure, sure. And that requires you staring." He says with a nod, immediately stomping on his foot with your own where it goes unnoticed by George.

George, now visibly flustered, gave a thumbs up. "Ready when you are," he mumbles, avoiding eye contact.

The first challenge of the day was to get five expensive items from a stranger, with you and Niko racing to find items around the square. As they dashed around, you couldn't help but glance over at George every time you found an item, your eyes meeting his with a hint of a smile. George's blush deepened, and he focused intently on keeping the camera steady.

But inside, his heart was beating fiercely, his breath hitching multiple times.

You didn't know what it was, but it was almost like an instict. Like you craved to look at him more.

During a brief break, Niko sidled up to you, nudging you playfully. "You know, I think someone's got a crush on our cameraman." he whispers, doing that awkward wink he always does.

Your face turns red and you slightly groan. "Shut up, Niko." you say, trying to sound stern but failing to hide your smile.

"Hey, George!" Niko calls out, making George look up. "You doing okay over there? Someone's been staring at you all day." Your eyes widen at his boldnessh and you immediately look away so George doesn't look at your flushed face.

George's eyes widens, and he quickly looks away. "Uh, yeah, I'm good. I'm doing just fine." he stammers, fiddling with the camera settings.

You slap Niko's shoulder, your eyes glaring at him, "Not cool, Nikolas!" You whisper yell, slightly pinching his arm.

Niko's laugh fills the room, placing his hand above his shoulder, "Ow, ow. You can't just hit me. I'm sensitive."

You roll your eyes, slightly mumbling under your breath, 'I'm sensitive' in a mockery tone.

The final challenge was to get some fans on the streets and to be asked by the. , with questions about each other's YouTube channels. As you answer a particularly tough question, with an instinct, you glance at George for encouragement, catching his eye once more.

The eye contact made George blink multiple times, making your heart rate increase. What is it with him?! Why did that awkward tension somehow made you want more?

George gave a shy smile, which only made you more determined to respond.

Niko, not one to let a teasing opportunity pass, leaned into the camera with his usual grin. "Looks like our special short sized y/n has a secret weapon and it's George's support!" he declares, making George almost drop the camera in embarrassment.

You internally groan to yourself, trying to hide the awkward laugh you desperately wanted to let go off.

After the challenges wrapped up, both you and Niko thanked the viewers and signed off the video. As the equipment was packed away, you approach George, your heart pounding.

"Hey, George," You say softly. "Thanks for all your help today. You did great."

George looks up, his face still slightly red. "Thanks, y/n. You were amazing too."

Niko walked over, grinning from ear to ear. "So, when's the next collab? I'm thinking we should make this a regular thing." he says, his tone light but his eyes twinkling with mockery. His bushy eyebrows raises up as he looks between you and George.

You laugh, feeling a warmth spread through your body. "We'll see, Niko. We'll see. Just worry about your milk intake yeah? Wouldn't want you to surpass the sky." You smile tightly at him, which Niko laughs at.

As the both of you parted ways, you couldn't help but glance back at George one more time, catching his eye and sharing a knowing smile.

—

A week later, you found herself in a cozy cafe, waiting for Niko and George. After the success of their last collaboration, they decided to meet up and talk about upcoming content.

Your mind was still buzzing with excitement and maybe a little nervousness about seeing George again. Something about him was so captivating to you. Was it his awkwardness? Or how adorable he looks like when you make eye contact with him?

The bell above the cafe door chimes, and Niko enters, followed by George, who was carrying his camera bag. Niko spots you and waves at you, while George gives you a shy smile.

"Hey." Niko greets you with a friendly smile, sliding into the seat across you. "Ready for round two?"

You grin. "Definitely. I've got a few ideas that I think will be fun."

George took the seat next to Niko, his eyes flicking to you briefly before focusing on his coffee. "I'm excited to hear them," he says quietly, more to himself.

As they brainstormed ideas for things to do on Niko's NDL channel, Niko's annoying nature couldn't be contained.

"So, y/n, any special plans after we wrap up today? Maybe a nice dinner with a good friend right here?" he teases, winking in George’s direction.

You roll your eyes but couldn't help but laugh. "Stop winking like that. It's displeasing to the human nature. Let's figure out what we're filming and stop playing matchmaker." You say lowly enough for only him to hear, playfully glaring at him.

They decide on a series of street interviews with impossible challenges mixed in. Of course...It was a Nikolas Omilana thing afterall.

As they start filming, you noticed how George's eyes were on you. The entire time. His confidence had also grown. He was more comfortable behind the camera, occasionally even offering suggestions for Niko to do. But Niko being Niko, he decides to do far more worse things.

Midway through an awkward second hand embarrassment interview, Niko decides to play matchmaker again. "George, why don't you come out from behind the camera for a bit? We need a third person for this next challenge."

George hesitates, but you didn't know what came over you. You grab his hand and pulled him into the shot. "Come on, George, it'll be fun." You say, a soft smile tugging on your lips.

As Niko performs a hilarious singing routine for an entire crowd, George's initial nervousness melted away. He matched your energy, the both of you making fun of Niko's fearless demeanor.

Niko claps his hands together, clearly pleased with himself. "See? My performance was way better. I even got 10 pounds."

You and George share a knowing glance, "And we got 38 pounds. You lost. Clearly."

They gathered their things after filming was over and headed back to the cafe, where Niko had parked his car.

"Today was perfect." Niko says, sipping his water. "We definitely need to do this again soon."

You nod. "Absolutely. George, you did great out there. Thanks for stepping in. You're very underrated and fans absolutely will love that you made an appearance."

George blushs slightly, but there was a new confidence in his smile. "Thanks, y/m. I had a lot of fun."

Niko stretches his arms and yawns dramatically. "Alright, you two lovebirds, I’m heading out. Don’t stay out too late. Especially you y/n. Wouldn't want you to miss out on your bedtime. Got to sleep early to help your growth." he teases, giving you an all knowing look.

After Niko left, You and George stood outside the cafe, the evening air cool and refreshing. George took a deep breath, gathering his courage.

"y/n.. would you like to grab dinner with me? I hope that...doesn’t sound creepy or anything–" He asks a bit too shyly, his voice wavering, matching his racing heart.

You laugh softly, "Calm down, I'd love to." He sighs in relief, giving you a soft smile.

You walked down the street side by side, the city lights flickering to life around you. As you chatted and laughed, realizing how his usual awkwardness faded away, you couldn’t help but feel that this was the start of something special.

And maybe, just maybe, Niko had been right all along.

its okay if not🫶

It was so freaking good!!

I'm always used to making part twos on my angst fics for niko and making it a happy ending so for this one I decided to leave it off with a bad one 🤞

It's already finished in my drafts...

But I can't bring myself to read it or post it. it makes me cringe internally for some reason 💔

I PANICKED. im thinking of doing the face reveal better when i hit 500 or maybe a 1000 it DEPENDS. but doing a face reveal because an anon provoked me isn't the best way to do one x