#agent00 x reader

Agent00 x reader

A/n while writing this I’m also watching agents screen rnnn😭

Title: “Only Use My Card, Baby”💋

It started with a kiss and a black card.

You were sitting cross-legged on Agent’s bed, scrolling through Pinterest boards titled “Fall Fashion Inspo 🍂” and “Designer Wishlist”, hair still damp from your shower, wearing one of Agent’s oversized tees. Agent was sitting at his desk setting up his stream when she casually mentioned she might go shopping later with the girls.

“Use my card,” he said without even looking up. You blinked softly . “Babe… I can use my own card.” Now he turned around, giving you a look that Agent look the one where his brows lift like, did you really just say that to me?

“Y/n,” he said, standing up and walking over. “You’re my girl. You don’t pay for anything when I got you. Especially not when you’re shopping.”He reached into his wallet, pulled out his limitless black card, and pressed it into your hand with a small smirk.

“You better max out Neiman Marcus and not feel bad about it.” You bit your lip, smiling. “You’re ridiculous.” You say with a soft chuckle coming out.“And you’re beautiful,” he whispered, kissing your forehead. “Now go remind the world you’re my princess.”

You stepped out of the black Escalade with your group of three close girlfriends Ari, Tati, and May. All of them influencers, models, or streamers in their own right. But none of them had Agent00’s black card in their purse. From the moment you swiped it at the first boutique Fendi, her girls were stunned.

Tati who’s mouth is a bit open out of shocked, turned to you with a expression that only surprised, “Wait… is that—IS THAT AGENT’S BLACK CARD?!”

“Nah. That’s the card. The no-limit one. Girl, you livin’ the dream!” Ari who joined into the conversation soon after. May who also became part of the conversation soon after. “I’d be too scared to touch that card. I’d walk around with gloves on like it’s a sacred object.”

You just laughed, scanning the racks with a soft, satisfied grin. “He made me promise I wouldn’t use my own card. I literally tried and he was like, ‘absolutely not.’” “So he’s not just fine and tall—he’s romantic, generous, and loyal??” One of the girls chimed in.

They all cracked up as You tried on pieces and asked for opinions a mocha brown leather skirt, a sleek olive green bodycon dress, an oversized designer hoodie that went straight into the yes pile. With each swipe of the card, the cashier said, “Would you like to bag this or ship it to the address on file?” And you just smiled and said, “Ship it.”

“Girl, he really got you living like a little trophy wife.”

“And you didn’t even have to ask! He just gave it to you?”

You nodded, pulling your long H/c hair into a ponytail. “Yeah… I think he just likes spoiling me. I didn’t grow up like that, so it still surprises me.”

They all got quiet for a moment, watching her talk about him with that glow — the kind of glow you don’t fake. Not with money. Not with social media. Just real affection.

“He’s in love with you. I’ve never seen Agent smile like he does when you’re around.” Tati said as she offered you a kind smile. Ari came right beside you and put a her hand on your shoulder, “Remember when we saw that one stream and he kissed your forehead after you were eating cereal out the pot? That’s love.”

The employees knew Y/n and her girls were coming. They were escorted into a private room lined with velvet couches, champagne glasses, and curated displays.

Employee:

“Miss L/n, Mr. Muktar already called ahead. Whatever you like, we’ll take care of it.” May who’s mouth is wide than you could ever imagine from the amount of shocked that she is feeling,“OH. MY. GOD.”

“He called ahead?!” You just blushed and shook her head. “He’s ridiculous. But I can’t lie… I like it.”

They were walking out with over ten shopping bags, laughing like high schoolers skipping class.

The girls are now teasing you and saying little comments about this stunt that Agent pulled.

“My man still owes me gas money and you just left with a Dior saddle bag and new Yeezy boots.”

“I want an Agent00 in my life.”

“You deserve it, N/n. You really do. You’ve always been the softest one, and look — now you got someone who treats you like gold.”

Y/n’s Vlog – “Luxury Girl Day With My Girls 💕”

You posted everything — the bags, the black card, the fashion haul, your friends teasing you and hyping you up in the dressing room. The comments were blowing up.

“Agent better marry her at this point”

“The way she said ‘he told me not to use my own card’ so casually 😭”

“This is what we mean when we say spoil your girl”

“She’s glowingggggg omg”

Y/n got back to the house and dropped a few bags in the living room while Agent was streaming. He muted his mic when he saw you walk in. “Hey, princess,” he said with a smile, arms already open. You walked over and kissed him, whispering, “I didn’t even spend that much…”

He raised a brow. “You spent six racks at Louis Vuitton, three at Fendi, two at Saks, and another thousand at Sephora—” “Okay okay, I’ll make you a sandwich,” you laughed, sitting in his lap.

cw: agent00 x betasquad!reader, slightest angst, comfort, bugs, panic attack, corny title sorry 💔

sypnosis: constantly being pit against eachother because of their competitive personalities is typically blamed for thick tension between the two that lingers off camera. agent quickly disproves this theory after acting on his aching need to comfort the reader.

you often wished you were more like niko. he was an effortless leader. patient, assertive, diplomatic, all wrapped up in a quiet hunger to win. people said the same about you, especially when talking about the sibling-like bond you shared with him. but for you, the need to win didn’t just live under the surface it pulsed through every part of your being, louder and more consuming than it ever did in niko.

your personality clashed directly with agent's. ends on ends of twitter threads featured clips outlining the so-called fued between you, tension palpable through the screen. niko somehow managed to keep things civil with agent, despite their competing ambitions. but you? there was something about him you couldn’t bring yourself to stand. maybe it was the way he carried himself, cool and collected amongst the chaos of his brothers. maybe it was how he let his stares linger, or spoke with that infuriating calmness, like nothing ever really got to him.

and maybe, deep down, you hated how much of that unsettled you.

you assumed agent shared this dislike. he never shied away from the demeaning comments as soon as you were in earshot. everything he did seemed to hold the pure purpose of milking a reaction out of you. and on days like this, that feeling only got worse.

you stood awkwardly at the craft table, abandoned by sharky to converse with the rest of amp before the shoot started. having done the box video with your own boys should've given you an upper hand on the other boys, but you couldn't have felt more defeated going in. you had almost tapped out during the try not to move challenge during previous video, and weren't feeling confident if the challenge reappeared. fear fueled the silent war waging in your head, soon interrupted by a sickeningly smooth voice.

“i like your outfit.” agent chuckled warmly, taking his time to drag his eyes up and down your frame.

you stared down at your white jumpsuit clad body, resisting the urge to roll your eyes before responding, “don't look too bad yourself.” quickly, maybe even calculated to the untrained eye.

agent however, saw deeper into the unbothered facade you tried to portray to mask the fear plaguing your bones. he always found a way to see right through you. your words were defensive, empty if you will.

“having regrets?” he questioned. it came less sarcastic than usual. his tone was softer, if that was even possible. he held more worry than anything. despite his tendency to provoke you, he cared much more than he let on. it almost made things feel real.

“worry about yourself, yeah?” your eyes glinted playfully, building you walls up even more. letting him in on your fears only gave him leverage against you, which was the last thing you needed.

you held eye contact as you reached past him for a grape, closing the space between you. he didn’t move. his breath hitched. you were close, close enough for him to catch the soft vanilla scent emitting from your body.. it messed with his head more than he wanted to admit. the noise from the boys playfully arguing in the background suddenly faded out for him, as if someone had turned down the volume.

“i'll see you in there, din.” you breathed out, before turning on your heel and in the direction of the rest of the boys.

agent turned around, desperate to hide his flustered appearance. large hands gripped the edge of the craft table as he tried to steady himself. he hated how easily you were able to make him second guess himself. a word or even a look and his typical effortless confidence could be shot in a matter of seconds. all he could do was play it off as more hate then pining.

denying his feelings to himself appeared easier, especially considering the public image they both upheld. he could run from the issue while still keeping her relatively close.

nobody else could ruin something he already sabotaged himself.

you hadn't expected yourself to get this far in the game. pairing yourself with fanum during the knowledge game, your high spice tolerance, and sharky's ability to win over the speed date contestant carried you relatively far on.

you stood behind niko, hands on his shoulders as he sat doubled over, fighting off the pain from the hot wings. sweat beaded at his forehead, small groans coming out every now and then. aj and sharky stood on either side, the three of you trying to talk niko through it. he was one of your strongest contenders and losing him could've led to a loss for the entire of beta squad.

aj's far from quiet pep talk caught the attention of agent. he used the situation as a ploy to coax niko out of the box.

“i think he's got it, thanks.” you turned over your shoulder to cut im before he could continue, acting as a barrier between him and niko.

agent didn't stop. he took a few strides to situate himself behind you, mouth close to your ear. “you really think you can do it without him?” his voice was only loud enough for you to hear. low and dangerous. you were sure his mic picked it up anyway, already envisioning the edits that would soon appear on your timeline.

niko lifted his head, hands still clutching his stomach, somehow being somewhat coherent in his current state. “you clearly haven't met her if you think she can't.” he jokingly muttered out before dropping his head again.

agent looked amused at niko's response. you turned your head slightly, eyes now locked on his. “you don't seem too confident. odds aren't really in your favor though are they?” agent's lip quirked up as he spoke.

thoughts began to consume every fold of your brain. he knew, reading you like it's absolutely nothing. you knew that you weren't on the best of terms with agent, but you didn't think he would stoop as low as using your fears against you. maybe he watched beta's video or maybe he saw something you failed to hide.

you allowed hurt to wash over your face for a split second, leaving agent's to drop in confusion, the ghost of a smile still present. your stomach twisted and suddenly, it started to feel like something more than just a stupid game.

“fuck off.” accent thicker than usual, dripping like venom from your lips. you snapped your head back to niko. agent didn't have time to decipher your actions, being brought into a conversation by davis and fanum.

he allowed himself a moment to glance back, taking in you clenched jaw and you tried to reassure niko. he shook himself back to reality, not giving himself the chance to wonder if he had gone too far. if he had ruined everything that the two of you built, even if it was based on trying to beat the other.

the rest of the challenge was awkward to say the least, tension filling the empty spaces of the container. agent's attempts at reconciliation between the two of you were met with silence. you refused to meet his eye, taking a harsher shot at his heart than he expected it would.

the challenge dawned upon the group faster than they expected, breaking up the light conversation between everyone. you stood quietly in the circle as they distributed straight jackets, hands becoming more and more unsteady by the second. a warm hand grazes your shoulder, gently turning you around to face it's owner.

he didn’t speak at first. he just looked at you. really looked. it seemed like he was trying to figure you out, taking in every feature to do so

“talk to me, please.” agent begged, not worried at the trials they would soon face. he couldn't focus in such a state. “i can't focus on anything else if you keep acting like you hate me." he continued, eyes darker than usual. he couldn't understand why you looked so utterly betrayed after their conversation or why you had quieted down when the round started.

“agent and Y/N, can you please have a seat with the rest of the players?” the automated voice rang out, catching the attention of the remaining players in the glass box.

you blinked, abruptly removing yourself from agent's hold and taking a seat in the furthest corner away from him. he paused for a second before of course sitting across from you, back leaning uncomfortably against one of the black posts to do so.

“you really don't know when to quit, man.” aj barked out a laugh, pointing out agent's behavior. “honestly this is the most entertained i've been all day” he started to ramble.

you rolled your eyes, but not without a smile suppressed behind your teeth tugging at your bottom lip. “he has a point.” you finally muttered out, catching agent off guard. he didn't know how badly he yearned to see you smile or hear your voice until being deprived of it. he let his nerves settle slightly, but not enough to drop the concern entirely.

the first level was simple. one of the dogs had perched itself on your criss crossed legs for a moment, before wandering over to aj who struggled a bit harder to remain composed.

the next level had your stomach bubbling in purr discomfort. the rolling of the various bugs and snakes into the tight space caused your breathing to pick up on instinct. this didn't go unnoticed by niko, but his current position didn't allow him to properly calm you without losing the game altogether.

“you lot got this. nothing we haven't done before.” niko attempted to keep spirits high between you and aj. aj gave you both the slightest of nods in return, a small encouragement for you and an i'm okay for niko.

agent noted the way you let your eyes close, teeth coming down harder and harder to gnaw at your lips. fear wasn't something he had seen you adorn often, if not at all.

your chest heaved at a rapid pace as a snake was placed around your neck. maggots and roaches followed suit. your skin burned, eyes glossing over.

“hey, hey, look at me.” you heard agent's voice, yet your eyes remained staring at the ceiling unable to face the reality of your situation. “you're okay. i'm right here. just breathe. just look at me, please.” he spoke in hushed tones as to not alert the other boys in the box. not that they would notice over fanum's mix of laughs and screams as niko's shouted for help.

you reluctantly let your eyes flicker down to meet his, met with a longing adoration. his chest tightened at the sight of you. he wanted nothing more to reach out. hold you and tell you that everything would be alright. that somedays he feels he needs you more than he needs air to breathe.

tears began to slowly leak down as you tried to level out your breathing. “breathe, y/n. in and out. don't think about it, focus on me.” he tried his best to calm you. the task was easier said than done as the snake continued to wrap around your throat. “don't think about it, just listen to my voice.”

a few minutes passed of agent talking about what he'd do with the money, what he ate for breakfast this morning, a shoot he had done earlier in the week; anything possible to calm you down. slowly your breathing steadied again.

“sorry.” you laughed, faint tear streaks painting your face. wet lashes rapidly blinked to keep any lingering tears at bay. “this is dramatic.” you wished you could wipe your tears, pretending that you didn't have a panic attack for millions of viewers to analyze and replay.

“no, no. being scared isn't dramatic. it's human.” he negated your thoughts. his voice was firm. like he couldn't be more sure about anything.

“this level is over.” the voice played over the box's speakers yet again, handlers coming in to remove the animals from each player.

upon the end of the round, you immediately stand, shaking off the feeling of things crawling around her body. niko patted your back, whispering a good job in your ear before moving to check on aj.

you turned around, forced to face agent who was seemingly waiting for you. your held your arms crossed around your front, hugging your body as if they were preventing you from falling apart. you stared at eachother for a moment, letting comfortable silence consume you.

“thank you.” you finally spoke. your voice was raw, something unfamiliar to agent.

instead of responding, he pulled his body into yours, arms coming to envelop you into his. you kept yours crossed in front of you, yet leaned your body into his.

you let out a breath, relief washing over you. your muscles relaxed, head coming to lean in the crook of his neck. you completely zoned out the whistle fanum let out and the complaints from niko about the bites littered across the back of his neck, letting it blur into background noise. you allowed peace to slowly overtake your body.

he pulled his head back, arms still tangled around your waist. he stayed silent for a beat. “anytime.” he answered so softly you almost missed it.

his arms retracted from you. he turned on his heel, going to talk to chris and fanum. the warmth faded into cold. the echo of his touch settled against your skin.

your feelings felt like they were too much to bare, the small room not helping.

you had tried so hard to reject his touch, but you couldn't help but yearn for more occurrences like this.

secure, raw, just unapologetically yourselves.

hi!!! this is my first time writing for amp so sorry if everything's kinda everywhere 😞. requests are open for both beta and amp though!!

──★ CRYBABY PROM QUEEN ﹙AGENT00 ﹚

— ୨୧₊˚ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄. ──★ 𝗰𝘄 : 𝗱𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 ⛦ 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 ⛦ 𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 (𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗹) ⛦ 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗯𝗯𝘆!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ⛦ 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 ⛦ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁 ⛦ 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝘅𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆 ⛦ 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. ──★ 𝗮/𝗻 : 𝗜'𝗺 𝗦𝗶𝗧𝘁𝗜𝗻𝗚 𝗵𝗘𝗿𝗘 , 𝗰𝗥𝘆𝗜𝗻𝗚 𝗶𝗡 𝗺𝗬 𝗽𝗥𝗼𝗠 𝗱𝗥𝗲𝗦𝘀 😭😭｡ ( 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗺 😝｡) ──★ 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁 @huraxy-dividers & @dollywons

"alright~! are you ready , (y/n)? it's gonna be first prom!" emily squealed in excitement while driving to the boutique , you and emily streamers both gaining popularity when you attended kai's "streamers university" and met some of the amp members. especially agent!

"can you imagine all the dresses were gonna try on!? we're gonna look so beautiful!" emily continued to yap while you fell into a deep thought.

this body? this fat , pudgy , thick body? into a dress? no , it can't be. you wouldn't look like those girl's you see on tiktok , pinterest or instagram , let alone you'll be surrounded with people you barely know (except for agent , emily and cinna).

"emily... did you think they're gonna have dresses that fit me? because of you know..." you said embarrassed.

"pshh! there's plenty of dresses that will fit your body type and if they don't , i'll kick their ass!" emily said in a dark tone but she was clearly joking.

you and her shared a laugh before turning into the parking lot where agent and his cameraman was standing waiting for y'all "hi agent!" emily said while parking and jumping out of the car , you followed behind her and hesitantly introduced yourself to agent "h-h-hey agent..." you stuttered.

"there you both are! took you long enough." agent joked.

"we may got a little sidetracked..." emily sheepishly said.

"in her words , we almost got lost... twice" you said scolding her.

agent let out a laugh and so did his cameraman which made you blush slightly. "chat! today we're gonna do dress shopping for the streamer prom which , we gotta look fire!" agent said walking into the boutique with the girl's following behind him.

the trio stopped in awe at the rows and colors of dresses and suits lined up for them to try on. "is this what those girl's felt like in those 2000's disney's movies?" emily said with her eye's filled with glee.

"i think so!" you responded with huge smile.

an female employee walked towards them with a pleasant smile "hello! are you here for trying out dresses?"

"yeah. yeah we are." agent agreed.

"perfect! then i'll leave you be! just ask me if you need something. oh! and the dresses for larger sizes are on your left!" the worker said walking away.

agent turned to emily and (y/n) "ladies first?" he said.

"i'll go first! i'll go first!" emily said running off excitedly.

"emily–! she's gone.." you laughed as emily picked out different dresses.

"so , how do you feel about prom?" agent asked you sitting down.

"uhhh , i'm actually really nervous about this. i never tried on dresses before like this before. besides , i don't know if i'll even look good–"

"i think you'll look beautiful." agent quickly cut off your sentence "you just have to step out of your comfort zone." agent reassured you.

your eyes slightly widen at agents comfort towards you. even the cameraman and chat were surprised.

❛❛ not him tryna to rizz her up 🤣🤣🤣 ❜❜

❛❛ didn't yall just meet each other?? 😭😭❜❜

agent chuckled as his chat was teasing him "chat , y'all know what i mean! just don't worry about it , (y/n). i'll be there with you."

your mind was scrambling trying to figure out what to say next to agent then emily approached with a huge grin , holding multiple dresses "i found some dresses!" she smiles , hopping up and down in excitement.

"wanna try them on?" you said getting up.

emily quickly grabbed your arm and went into the small dressing room , she took off her clothing with a mischievous smile "sooooooo... you and agent , huh?" she said alluding to the conversation you had with agent.

"what about him?" you asked nervously.

"i think... he likes you..." emily whispered.

"what? no way! we just met a while ago!" you quickly gave an excuse.

"i was watching you and him talk to each and he had this look in his eyes that screamed marry me!" emily explained.

"first off , that's creepy. second off , i think he's a very intimate person!" you defended.

"oh , he'll be intimate soon..." emily said in perverted tone.

you threw a dress at her face , clearly embarrassed "just put on the damn dress!" you said leaving the dressing room.

you took a deep breath and saw agent talking to chat and cameraman , emily is obviously crazy right? there's no way agent could agent like you. and if he did , why would he pick you out of all the girls in the world? dosen't matter , you have bigger things to worry about.

"i'm ready~!" emily squealed from behind the curtain.

"come on out!" you happy announced , agent stood up and walked up behind you to see emily's dress.

emily came out with a blue , low-hanging sleeves dress ,that fell to the floor with a leg slit and did a little twirl. "so? how are we feeling the dress?" she asked.

"the blue is amazing but... that red dress though..." you pointed at the red dress hanged up.

emily eyes glimmered "ooooh! i had a feeling you would like that dress! okay! okay! i'll try it on!" she said quickly retreated back to the dressing room.

you and agent let out a small chuckle at emily's silliness. agent turned to you and gave out a dreamy sign "are you... gonna pick out your dress?" he asked.

you snapped back to reality "oh! yeah , but i gotta see emily in this dress!" you said motivated.

agent smiled again at you slightly opening up towards him , and his chat was obviously going crazy with your and agents small interactions.

❛❛ y'all saw that smile? he likes her and he knows it!! 😭😭😭❜❜

❛❛ sorry emily × agent 😔😔 y'all gotta move over 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 theres a new ship in town ❜❜

❛❛ jus let me know when the wedding is bro 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾😭😭 ❜❜

"y'all gotta chill..." agent said slightly embarrassed

"hmm? what's the chat talking about?" you said confused.

"nothing... nothing..." he said rubbing his nape, embarrassed but clearly hiding something.

emily stepped out once again in a red dress with thin straps and exposed laced, backside and a leg slit. "this one?" emily asked for approval.

you gasped and ran up to hug her in happiness. "yes! this is the dress! what do you think , agent?" you asked agent with glowing eye's.

"perfect! you guy's like it , get it!" agent said grinning.

"yayyy! (y/n)~! it's your turn!" emily said holding (y/n)'s shoulder "and you are gonna look amazing!" emily giving you motivation.

"okay... i'll do it! see ya!" you said running off to find your dress.

emily let out fake sniff "they grow up so fast..." she said joked.

agent laughed at emily's and (y/n)'s silliness before looking at emily's who had mischievous smile "when's the wedding?" she asked quickly.

"i'm sorry?" agent said nervously.

"oh nothing , just watching the future bride and groom." emily gave a huge grin.

"what!?" agent said surprised.

"who's wedding , we talking about?" a voice made both agent and emily turn around to see cinna and her cameraman following her.

"cinnaaa! agent has hidden feelings for (y/n) and he won't admit it!" emily explained.

"i knew it! have you seen (y/n)? that girl is hot! if you know what i mean." cinna said.

"sounds like y'all have a crush on her." agent said.

you came back holding one dress in her hesitantly.

"thats it? one dress? you didn't see anything else?" cinna asked (y/n).

"yup! this is the one! i'm placing my faith in this one." you said heading towards the dressing room.

once in the area you hung up the dress and began to take off your clothes and soon after anxiety began to crept around you. "what are you doing? that dress? with your body? what a joke! might as well put it back!" you shook your head and took a sigh of relief , you continued to fix yourself into your outfit and stepped outside of the room. "s‐so? do we like it?" you muttered nervously.

you had on a layered , black , bodycon , dress with a high leg slit and off the shoulder sleeves with flowing cape appearance.

"oh my god... you look beautiful!!" emily squealed hugging you tightly.

"holy shit , your faith told you right!" cinna said examining you.

"dude, you gotta admit she looks amazing in that dress– agent?" his cameraman peeked over at agent who was lost in thought , then noticed who he had his eyes on.

agent's chat went crazy at how dazed and in love he was. agent couldn't believe what was in front of him , (y/n) definitely stepped out of her comfort zone like he said. she looked so much prettier and glowing then she was a few minutes ago.

❛❛ snap out of it broski 😭😭🙏🏾🙏🏾 ❜❜

❛❛ oh hes in LOVE 🤣🤣🤣 ❜❜

❛❛ gyat! 👀👀👀 ❜❜

"hellooo! earth to agent!" cinna said waving her hands in agents face which seemed to work. "what do you think? we've been asking you." cinna laughed.

"what? oh! you look... beautiful , how much is the dress?" he asked approaching you and the girls.

"save your money , its the least i could do." agent patting your head.

"uhhh– th-th-thanks!" you said nervously.

agent walked off and continued to talk to chat and cameraman , the girls looked at each with side eyes and small grins.

"so , just asking now. what would y'all's ship name be?" emily sheepishly asked.

"shut up..." you gritted.

eventually you all parted ways and began to prepare for the upcoming prom. once the day came around, emily and cinna waited for you outside your house.

"do you think she got nervous? she's been kinda self conscious about her outfit." emily said worriedly.

"she better not! or i'll tell agent what you told us about him in the group chat–!" cinna yelled to grab your attention.

"don't you dare!" you said slamming your front door and speedily walking towards cinna and emily.

"(y/n)?! who are you?" emily said examining your outfit for today in awe.

"i'm taking so many pictures of you today because you look too fine~!" cinna said entering her vehicle.

the three of you drove to the venue where you saw agent waiting on the curb for y'all. cinna parked up and exited the car and headed towards agent "all white? are you asking for ketchup to ruin you?" cinna said sarcastically.

"haha." agent also sarcastically laughed. "where (y/n)?" he asked.

"whoa! sorry for cockblocking your girlfriend." emily and cinna, said entering the venue.

"she's not my–" agent was suddenly face to face with (y/n) who played with her hair nervously "hey... agent , nice suit." you laughed thinking about cinna's joke.

"don't laugh at her jokes!" agent said embarrassed entering the venue.

you hesitantly entered the event and suddenly got hit with a wave of anxiety and slowly becoming overwhelmed. agent , cinna and emily were off doing their own things leaving you behind , an elephant in the room.

you wandered aimlessly making slight conversations with other creators and stress eating which evolved into drinking. lots of drinking.

you became tipsy to wash away the social anxiety but you couldn't handle it anymore and ended up in the bathroom of the venue slightly crying at your appearance and shaming yourself.

your missing presence was noticeable between agent , emily and cinna. they asked around the event for you getting slightly worried.

"where could she be?" cinna said frustrated.

"maybe she left?" emily suggested.

"no , she's not like that. she would of said something..." cinna said confused.

agent watched as people exited the bathroom and quickly stood up and heading towards the bathroom, he peeked inside and heard soft sobbing in a stall "(y/n)?" he spoke up.

you stopped sobbing and quickly fixed yourself and peep out of the bathroom stall "agent? what are you doing?" you asked him.

"looking for you. are you alright?" agent said worriedly.

you looked away ashamed , agent caressed your face , wiping away your tears "if this is about how you look. you look beautiful , your body is amazing..." agents hand began to caress and trail around waist and stomach, you shivered at his touch "i don't care what anyone say , you are so beautiful, and these feelings that i have for you are so true..." he admitted.

agent had pinned you up against the bathroom wall , he pulled your face closer to his as your lips combined in a slow kiss. "i really , really , like you (y/n)... and i feel stupid for not bringing it up later but you were having such a great time." agent sheepishly laughed and so did you.

"what now?" (y/n) asked agent.

"well... let's have fun together." agent said grabbing your hand giving it a kiss.

smut : ❤︎, requests : ♡︎

BETA SQUAD

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HOLLYWOOD STAR ♡︎ | (upcoming!!) in which niko cannot tell if you're actually into him or you're pretending

I'M SO INTO YOU ♡︎ | in which niko hides his feelings from you. but eventually, you get tired of his avoiding shit act and confront him

BIRTHDAY TRIP | in which niko is tired of not having you for himself with all the work you do, so far to forget that your own birthday was a couple of days away, so to resolve that, he separated your workaholic personality from you and flew you out

Insta AU (1)

Insta AU (3)(upcoming!!)

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FIND THE GOLD DIGGER | in which you were absolutely bored asf and saw an email about a video the beta squad were to make, that were to include sharky in it. deciding to sign up, you got super suprised by the acceptance email you got in return !!

DON'T WORRY, I LOVE YOU ♡︎ | in which sharky will be a warrior against your insecurities for you

TEXTS WITH SHARKY | in which it contains your daily yaps with sharks

I GOT YOU | in which you recently lost someone very important in your life, and sharky hates seeing you in this state

ALL THIS FOR NOTHING ♡︎ | (upcoming!!) in which the boys made a bet with sharky about if he can make yo fall in love with him

SOCCER SWEETHEART ♡︎ | (upcoming!!) in which sharky let's you in for a little surprise during the Qatar charity match

Insta AU (2)

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(nothing here yet!!)

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NICE TO MEET YOU ♡︎ | in which you stood out of the public in aj's eyes while he was on a trip to Brazil with his friend, Niko

TEXTS WITH AJ SHABEEL ♡︎ | (upcoming!!) in which it contains your daily yaps with aje

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(nothing here yet!!)

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HEADCANNONS

HOW THE BETA SQUAD BOYS WOULD REACT TO SOMEONE HITTING ON YOU AND MAKING FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE ♡︎

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AMP

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(nothing here yet!!)

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CLINGY ♡︎ | (upcoming !!) in which you've been super busy and a clingy duke sticks to you like velcro

YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU DO TO ME | (upcoming !!) in which duke saw you at the Jordan event

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OTHER

nothing here yet !!!

YESSS THIS IDEA US SO CUTEEE

Title: “She’s the Only One Who Gets the Keys”

Agent00 x reader

Y/n was chilling with Agent in the AMP garage. The sun is beaming down on a rare chill day at the AMP house. All the guys are outside, each doing their own thing Kai’s setting up his camera, Duke is fixing his shorts, Fanum is eating chips, and Davis is mid-argument with Chris over who’s better at 2K.

And parked right in the center of the driveway is Agent’s most prized possession. His matte black, fully customized sports car. The one nobody touches. Nobody even leans on. The one Agent has publicly said, “Not even my future kids driving this. Y’all crazy.”

Y/n is sitting on the hood legs crossed, S/C skin glowing, hair bouncing slightly in the breeze. She’s wearing a crop top and baggy sweatpants and twirling the car keys Agent tossed to her earlier. Y/n had a teasing grin on her face, she turned to agent and asked him a question. “Okay but why can’t I drive it? You let me drive your Tesla once.” Agent streaming, snd shaking his head. “This isn’t the Tesla. This is her. This is my wife.”

“Wait wait wait… why she got the keys though?” Duke said with confusion hinting in his voice. Kai, yelling from behind the camera, “YO?! AGENT LETTING SOMEBODY DRIVE HIS BABY?!” Fanum deadpan, “Nah this not real life. Is this AI?”

Agent just smirks, walking over to Y/n and standing between her knees. His voice soft, low enough only she hears “I said nobody could touch this car, but you? You’re different. You drive it, crash it, whatever. I’d still pick you over the car.” She lets out a shocked laugh, then jokingly gasps. “So you’re saying I could crash it and you’d still love me?”

Agent smiling, “I mean… I’d cry for a few hours. But yeah.” Chris off-stream, yelling, “YO I’M SCREEN RECORDING THIS STREAM BRO. AGENT IS DOWN BADDD.”

In the Car – Livestreaming the Ride The two of them hop into the car The two of them hop into the car Y/n in the driver’s seat, Agent adjusting her seat for her like a gentleman. She’s visibly excited, even a little nervous.

Y/n to chat, “Y’all pray for me. If I crash his car he’s gonna leave me and take my jellycat as compensation.”“Don’t say that. I’m the one who got you that bunny. I’d never take her back.” Agent said a bit offended.

Chat:

“W AGENT”

“HE REALLY LET HER DRIVE IT”

“Bro she looks so tiny in the driver’s seat 😭😭”

“He in loveeee”

“The car is shaking from that energy alone 💀💀💀”

She starts the car and the engine purrs. Agent playfully, “You hear that? That’s $100k worth of trust right there.” They pull off slowly down the neighborhood road, and Y/n actually drives really well. Meanwhile, Back at the AMP House

The stream is still running on the house TV as the guys watch from inside, watching them ride out into the sunset.Kai, who had his jaw dropped and a confused look on his face, “Nah bro. I’ve asked to just sit in that car, and he hit me with a three-slide PowerPoint on why I can’t.” “She got him so whipped he’s ready to be in the passenger seat of life.” Duke said with a chuckle.

Fanum laughing, “She built different bro. She’s Y/h (your height) but got him acting like she 7 feet.”

Later That Evening Y/n finally Pulling Back into the Driveway, parks perfectly, gently. She’s grinning ear to ear and Agent looks proud. They hop out, and Agent immediately lifts her up by her waist with ease, twirling her once.

Agent turns to the stream amused and greatful that Y/n did crash his car,“W driver. She handled that better than Davis handled Duke in 2K. Y/n, blushing, leans into Agent’s chest while holding his hoodie strings “Thank you for trusting me. That really meant a lot…”

Agent, leaning down to give her a gentle loving kiss on her forehead “There’s no one else I’d let drive that car. Ever.”

Chat:

“They look married I’m not gonna lie.”

“He really gave her the keys to everything 🥺”

“Boop her nose right now for the culture!”

“IS THIS LOVE???”

“WHEN’S THE WEDDING ‼️”

Agent, grinning at chat, looks down at Y/n, boops her nose, and says “When she learns how to drive stick, maybe I’ll let her take the Lamborghini.” Isabella gasping with a wide grin and eyes wide, “Say swear!!”

Title: “Silent Calls, Loud Love”

Agent00 x Reader

Summary: falling asleep on call with agent and Kai walking in on it…

The days they didn’t sleep together were rare now. But when it happened—when Y/n stayed home with her stuff bunny tucked in her arms and Agent was locked in his office grinding out edits—it was never a true separation.

FaceTime filled the gap.

No expectations. No deep convos every time. Just a call. A glance. A heartbeat of connection. Tonight was one of those nights.

Agent’s phone sat off to the side of his dual monitor setup, quietly propped up against an old Funko Pop box. The screen was angled slightly, and on it was Y/n—already in bed, hair in a loose braid, hoodie way too big on her, bunny hugged close to her chest.

She had dozed off nearly two hours ago.

He hadn’t said a word since she whispered, “G’night, Agent…” in a sleepy slur.

But he didn’t hang up.

He just glanced over every couple minutes while editing, checking that her screen didn’t go dark, that she was still curled up, peaceful.

Kai walking in with a bag of snacks and zero warning. “Yo—what are you still doing up?” he said, flopping down on Agent’s bed without invitation.

“Editing,” Agent muttered, clicking through his timeline. Kai glanced around the room—then noticed the phone glowing to the side.

“Is that Y/n?”

“Mhm.”

“She knocked out?”

“Yeah.”

“…And y’all still on FaceTime?”

“Yup.”

Kai sat up. “But y’all ain’t talking.”

“Nope.”

He blinked. “So why are you still on the call?”

Agent leaned back in his chair and shrugged, eyes on the screen. “I don’t need to talk to her,” he said softly. “I just need to see if she’s good.”

Kai stared for a moment. Then exploded into a dramatic fit, clutching his chest like he got shot in a Netflix teen drama.

“NAHHH. THIS IS LOVE. BRO. YOU GONE.”

Agent rolled his eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “She gets anxious sleeping alone sometimes,” he added, quieter this time. “But she doesn’t like asking for stuff. So I just stay on call… until I know she’s good.”

Kai stood up like he was testifying in court. “You’re basically married. Like. She sprayed your cologne on a bunny. And now you watch her sleep on FaceTime. You might as well move in.”

“I’m literally working,” Agent said, trying to stay unfazed.

“Yeah, working while babysitting your girlfriend’s dreams like a sentient nightlight.” Agent threw a pen at him.

Meanwhile on the FaceTime screen…

Y/n shifted in her sleep, bunny still squished against her chest. Her screen brightness flickered slightly, and Agent instinctively leaned over to adjust it.

Kai paused.

“Bro.”

“What now?”

“You moved the phone like it’s a baby monitor.” Agent didn’t even deny it this time. “She’s good now,” he mumbled with a small smile.

Chat (when Kai retold it on stream):

“agent is in his boyfriend of the year arc”

“he said ‘I don’t need to talk. I just need to see if she’s good’ and I SOBBED”

“the silent FaceTime hits different when it’s love like that 🥹”

“this man checks the screen like he’s watching over a princess in a glass box”