arami

Lone nights on her own till the early hours of the morning was how Y/n usually spent the nights; waiting for her boyfriend, Tanner, to end stream and come sleep with her.

To avoid having to sleep alone, she would always make an effort to remain awake for as long as she could.

She smiled as she heard him laughing in the distance down the hall, the same chuckle that she had fallen in love with. Tanner had streamed for longer than normal on this particular night. Before this one, she had many nights where she slept very little, but she still struggled to keep her eyelids open.

Tanner used to join the girl in her bed after his stream to fall asleep with her, but recently he'd been sleeping in his own bed by himself.

She never bothered Tanner about it because she knew he was grateful to have a girlfriend who recognized that working late hours was a necessary part of his job. even if she was bothered by it.

She was honestly tired of having to spend so much time alone and would have been in the room with Tanner if they weren't attempting to keep their relationship a secret, even though people already suspected it.

She yawned as she got up from her bed, her eyes hazy from yawning nonstop, and made her way to her boyfriend's room.

She knew that his door was in view of his camera but didn't quite care for her appearance at the time. She was donning one of Tanner's hoodies, which appeared to be all she was sporting lately.

The door opened gradually. Tanner heard and turned to face the door while removing one side of his headphones, "I'm still streaming-" he hid the panic in his voice, acting like his usual goofy self.

He watched as the girl walked over to him, leaning on his chair, "I know. I'm tired of keeping us a secret, I'm tired of falling asleep alone" Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke in a low volume so that only he could hear her, and she scowled at herself for it.

“Alright, you wanna sit?”

She nodded.

Tanner, without hesitation, grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap, "you look tired, you should sleep soon."

She ignored the comment and looked to his chat, some welcoming the girl and some freaking out about their interaction

“You know, there are rumors about us,” With Tanners hand in her palms and her eyes glued to the chat, Y/n laughed.

“I know,” He placed a kiss to her neck, “I spread them.”

If it wasn't clear enough, that action announced to the world that the two were a couple.

She knew her face was a bright red, and she buried her face into the crook of his neck, another wave of fatigue washed over her.

She thought it was cute that she could tell he had toned down his voice to let her sleep. On occasion, he would rub her back or run his fingertips through her hair.

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baby?" The girl was awakened from her sleep when she heard Tanner's soft voice: it was a straightforward name, but hearing it from him always gave her butterflies. It sounded as if he had been repeating it multiple times.

"hmm?" She hummed in response, forgetting where she’d fallen asleep.

"it's time to get into bed now, up" He was gently rubbing the younger back. She whimpered indignantly in protest, "carry me"

he let out a sigh, "The bed isn't even far from here".

She wasn’t listening and had already entwined her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, "now go" her voice was muffled due to her head still being buried in his neck, her voice vibrating against him.

He held her tenderly as he slowly stood up and walked the short distance to his bed. He attempted to put her down on the bed as gently as he could, but that fails,— possibly on purpose — and he quite literally drops and falls on top of her.

"Tanner!" When she eventually opened her eyes, Tanner's stupid, smug face greeted her. "Oops," he chuckled.

He was given a peck on the lips as she arched her brows at him and cupped his face in her hands. "Goodnight." He kissed her again as she giggled, encircling her in his arms, and pulled her back into his chest so she could be little spoon.

"goodnight, baby"

so i’d imagine that you have no filter.

like you’re brutally honest, but you’re not mean, you’re funny ykwim?!

like mike could be talking about “drama” (that really isn’t drama) from school and i…

“and then, he stomped his foot! stomped his foot!” mike exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. steve silently groaned at the story that he’d heard a million times before.

“hey, mike?” you say gently, making sure to say this as kindly as possible. “nobody cares.” you say again, in the least kind way possible.

also, your laugh is hilarious. like, it’s contagious.

if you’re outgoing and your social battery is always at the max (i’m funny), it’s hilarious watching you jump all over steve while he’s trying to relax.

sometimes you talk so fast thag nobody can understand you

but that’s okay, you seem like you’re having fun

omg your room ?!

it’s abhorrent.

your walls are white, but you have one wall that’s littered with posters. like you can’t see the wall anymore.

and they’re all tom cruise posters. from magazines.

instead of it being called the accent wall, you call it the “snackcent wall.” yup.

but movie night at your house are the best

because you have the best snacks!

pretty sure half of your snacks are from outside the country

which makes your neighbours think you’re a weirdo 😔

but yk it was the 80s so they all think everyone is

you love watching garfield.

yup.

but also steve hates odie, he thinks he’s annoying :((

you wrestled steve once cause you love odie