#angry ginge

"Hi everyone, I'm gonna be asking my boyfriend if certain things are princess treatment or bare minimum." You smiled to the camera, showing the water gun you had, before finding him in the living room, feet stretched up on the coffee table.

"Hi Morgan." You greeted.

"Hiya, love, y'alright?" He said, his face lighting up as he saw you and then the water gun, "What's that for?"

"I'm quizzing you, and if ya get it wrong you're getting shot by water."

"Oh, lucky me." He deadpanned, watching as you moved to stand in front of him. "Is this for a TikTok?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna give you actions and you're gonna tell me if you think it's princess treatment of bare minimum in a relationship, 'kay?"

"Brill."

"Cuddles before bed."

"Bare minimum."

"Good!" You grinned, "Bringing me water from your water bottle and giving me your hoodie whenever I ask."

"Fuck sake," He sighed, laughing and rubbing his forehead, "Bare minimum."

"You're doing well so far." You hummed, "Okay, letting me paint your PlayStation controller—"

"It's princess treatment, and you're still not fuckin' doing it."

"It's bare minimum!" You shouted and then sprayed him with water.

"Reader, it's fuckin' not, and you're never doing it!"

"Giving me left over food."

"Bare minimum."

"Letting me do your makeup."

"Bare minimum, and listen lads out there," Morgan pointed at the phone, "Let your mrs do your makeup. It's only on for about fifteen minutes, and then you can wash it off. Make her happy."

"No one asked for your life story, Morgan." You sassed.

"Right, I'll just fuckin' shut up then, shall I?"

"Yeah." You scoffed, "Kisses before bed."

"Bare minimum."

"Paying for me to get my nails done every month."

"... It's princess treatment—" You sprayed him in the face, "Fuckin' hell, Reader let me finish my sentence! I was gonna say it's princess treatment for others but for us it's bare minimum!"

"Oh, whoops." You giggled, "Rubbing my feet."

"Bare minimum." He sighed heavily, knowing he wanted to say princess treatment but also knowing you'd spray him in the fact for saying that.

"Good answer. Taking me to Greece or Spain whenever I want to go."

"Princess treatment—"

You sprayed him in the face a lot of times, "It's the bare minimum, Morgan."

"Right, no, yeah, of course, my bad." He nodded, wiping his hand over his face.

"Buying me a Birkin."

"Princess treatment, and you're not getting one."

You sprayed him in the face.

"It's 35 grand for a tiny little bag you can't fit nothing in!" He exclaimed, "I love you but I'm not getting you one."

"Being the one to make dinner every night."

"Reader, neither of us cook, we order shit in."

"Well, when we start."

"We'll cook meals together."

"Morgan."

"Fine, fucking ... bare minimum, 'coz you're standards are too high."

"Good job!"

comments:

user1 he's so whipped

user2 i love them together

user3 they're so funny together 😭😭😭

user4 petition for ginge to get reader a birkin

↳ user5 signed

↳ user6 YESSS

↳ user7 agreed

↳ bowling42069 absolutely

user8 biggest streamer in the uk and he can't say no to his mrs😭

↳ angryginge13 happy wife happy life

You waved at the camera, being quiet but showing the two hard pasta shells that you were to put in your mouth. When you'd positioned them at your back teeth, you called for him.

"Morgan!"

He came into the bedroom, running a hand over his hair, "What's the matter?"

"My neck really hurts, like it's really stiff. Can you come crack it?"

"I don't wanna hurt you, though." He hummed, placing his hands on the junction between your neck and shoulders, digging his thumbs into them and circling.

"No, don't massage, I need you to crack my neck."

"Why are you filming?" Morgan stared at the camera.

"I was midway through a product promotion and then my neck just really hurt."

"Oh, okay." He nodded before putting his arms around you rhead, "Do you want me to just crack it like ... like, twist it?"

"Yeah."

"Alright."

When he squeezed and turned your neck, you bit down on the uncooked pasta, it cracking in your mouth and making it sound like your neck snapped.

"Ow!" You screamed, dropping your head down and clutching your neck with your hands.

"Oh my God, are you okay? What the fuck." Morgan gasped, leaning down, "Reader? You okay?"

You put on the fake tears, sniffling and rubbing your neck, "Morgan, what the fuck."

"I'm so sorry. Does it really hurt? What did I do?"

"What if you've fucking fractured my neck?" You whimpered.

His face fell and he started kissing the back of your head repeatedly, "Don't say that. Please don't say that. Is that what it feels like? How much does it hurt?"

"I dunno, maybe like ... 6-7." You smirked, lifting your head out and spitting the crushed pasta into his palm.

"Eurrrr, you tramp!" He groaned, staring at it in disgust, "Don't you ever scare me like that again! I actually thought I broke your neck."

"That's okay, you can just break my back later on." You winked.

"Huh-ho, don't mind if I do." Morgan held his hands up with a smirk.

comments:

user1 STOP HE WAS GENUINELY SO SCARED

user2 they're the best couple on youtube i'm convinced

↳ user3 this is tiktok mate

user4 ginge getting lucky tonight

user5 there's no way she's getting cracked by that thing

↳ yourusername i crack him actually

user6 she's so fit

user7 jarvis, get me this girls snap

↳ angryginge13 taken mate

jakeydavies lol pussy

↳ yourusername lol virgin

↳ taysmcr 😭😭😭

↳ heinz_baines clock him queen xxx

↳ jakeydavies i'm literally not a virgin

↳ yourusername could've fooled me

"Hi all, I'm with Heinz right now, and we're going to prank Morgan." You spoke to the camera as Heinz waved from behind you. "Basically, we're going to pretend to argue, and then he's going to call me a 'bitch' or a 'slapper' or something along those lines, just insult me a lot, really, just to see if Morgan gets angry or not."

"He better not fucking hit me, I swear to God." Heinz said as you set the phone up in the kitchen.

"He's in the living room, so we're just gonna ... Wait, slam that door." You whispered.

"This one?" Heinz pointed to the pantry.

"Yeah, go to take my maltesers and then I'll yell at you for slamming the door and then blah blah."

"Okay, okay, fuck, I'm shitting myself." Heinz giggled, opening the pantry and then taking your big family bag of maltesers.

"Oi, you're not having them." You called out, "Put them back, they're mine."

"No." Heinz scoffed, slamming the pantry door so hard it echoed through the house.

"Don't go slamming the fucking doors either! Put those maltesers back, they're mine. Get your own."

"Oh, shut up, Reader honestly." Heinz rolled his eyes, "You can fucking do without them!"

"Fuck you!" You shouted. "With your big fuck-off nose!"

"Fuck you too, you slapper!"

"Oi!" Morgan came in, "Don't you fucking talk to her like that."

"Are you taking the piss right now?!" Heinz argued.

"Don't you ever call her that again. I'm not fucking joking, Beano. I understand arguments can happen, but don't ever ever ever call her a slapper."

"Would you prefer uptight little bitch?"

"I'll fuckin' kick you out, Beano, I'm not joking. Say sorry to her right now." Morgan's face went red with rage, "You ever use that word to talk to her again and I'll do your head in then put you on the streets. And put her maltesers back while you're at it."

"Like I said, I think she can do without them." Heinz shrugged.

Morgan's hands found Heinz's chest and shoved him back into the pantry door harshly, "You're being a right fuckin' knobhead, today, mate. Give it a rest. Take that back right now and apologise to her."

"Morgan," You stepped in, putting a hand on his chest, "Morgan, we were just joking. It's a prank, chill out."

"Are you being serious?" He looked at you.

"Yeah." You snorted, "It was a prank to see how you'd react."

"Fuckin' hell, don't ever do that again 'coz I thought we were gonna have to disband the BOV Boys." Morgan stepped back, putting an arm around your shoulders.

"Sorry, lad." Heinz laughed, running a hand over his hair.

"I wasn't joking, though. Don't ever use those words to her."

"Nah, nah, I won't. Promise. It was all part of the joke."

"Yeah, good."

comments:

user1 i did not expect him to get that mad😭

user2 fucking hell take a chill pill ginge

↳ user3 would you rather he let his friends speak to his gf like that??

user4 good reaction from ginge

user5 poor heinz looked like he was gonna shit himself😭😭

↳ heinz_baines i was😭

↳ user6 icl i thought he was gonna punch you

↳ yourusername that's why i stepped in lol i think we all thought the same

user7 ginge went the same colour as his hair

"This is things we've put up our bums." You snorted, "Me, nothing. Morgan,"

You turned the camera on him, "Morgan, can you list things in your streaming room, like, from memory?"

"What for?"

"Just a test."

"Okay, ermmm ..." You started filming, "My PC, my monitor, my keyboard and mouse ... my Manchester flag, y'know that one that hangs in the back—"

"Yep, yep."

"Ermmm ... my LED lights, does that count?"

"Yeah, just anything in your room."

"Okay, erm, my gaming chair, my actual computer, my red bull fridge—"

You snorted.

"Spike's bed— Oh! Spike, sometimes. Only when he's willing to co-operate and piss and shit all up in my space."

You burst out laughing, throwing your head back.

"Alright, I know I'm funny but chill out, love, you'll get some tonight, don't worry."

"Morgan!" You gasped.

"Ew." Heinz muttered as he'd just come into the living room to check on the football scores.

comments:

user1 SPIKE LMFAOOO

angryginge13 ffs i should've known at this pont.

↳ yourusername love you morgan❤️❤️

user2 girl what did you tell him😭😭

bowling42069 just given me an idea, thanks girl xx

↳ yourusername love u hev xx

user3 not heinz walking in😭😭

↳ heinz_baines traumatised but that's not even the worst of it.

↳ user4 oh dear beano have you heard it before

↳ heinz_baines HEARD IT??? I WALKED IN ON IT

↳ user5 i can NOT look at ginge and think he's having a shag every night wtf

↳ nykchazza cuz he looks like a big virgin

↳ angryginge13 and you just look big mate

taysmcr don't be giving hev ideas😭😭😭

"Hiya, today I'm doing a food testing video with my current boyfriend, Morgan. We're ordering from different fast food places and getting things we'd never even think of trying."

Morgan nodded while standing behind you at the kitchen island. He hadn't even realised. You sighed and rolled your eyes.

"So, my current boyfriend, is going to order the food now—"

"Heh, sorry?" Morgan scoffed, leaning in closer, "What did you call me?"

"Morgan."

"No, say that sentence again."

"My current boyfriend is—"

"Ah! What the fuck is that? Who— Current boyfriend?" He spat.

"Yeah. You're my current boyfriend. Boyfriend as of now."

"Am I one of many?"

"Don't be stupid, you literally know I ain't had a boyfriend before you, and you ain't had a girlfriend—"

"Are you planning on having more in the future?"

"No, I don't, but I will if you don't sit down and order our food." You sassed, pointing to the bar stool next to you.

"No. Do that whole intro again. Say 'my boyfriend'."

"You're so melodramatic." You huffed, "Hiya, I'm here with my current boyfriend—"

"Reader!" He shouted.

"What?!" You bobbled your head dramatically.

"Right, now, imagine if I started calling you my current girlfriend. I'd be in the fucking doghouse. Quite frankly, you're taking the piss."

"Frankleh." You mocked his accent.

"You've got the same accent as me!" He shouted, gritting his teeth and getting close to you.

"Yours is stronger. And so's your breath, get out my face." You wafted a hand in front of your nose.

"Oh my God, you're really testing my patience. Watch when you wake up and Spike's taken a shit on your side of the bed."

"If you let him do that, you'll wake up single. Don't fuckin' try it. Now can you order my food please, current boyfriend."

He put his arm around your head and pulled you backwards off the bar stool.

"Morgan!" You screamed as he started burying his knuckle in your scalp, rubbing your hair up to a frizzy mess.

"Take it back!"

Your hand came up, slapping him in the stomach. He let out a loud groan, letting you go. You looked at yourself in the camera view and let out a laugh of shock.

"My hair! Ya bastard!"

Morgan, misjudging the amount of space between you completely, brought his foot up behind him, sending his heel straight between your legs. You let out an exclamation before dropping to the floor, squeezing your thighs together in an attempt to dull the throbbing pain.

Morgan burst out laughing before couching down beside you, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, are you okay? I didn't mean to." His hand cradled the back of your head, caressing your hair, "Reader? I'm sorry."

"I think your heel actually just went up my vagina." You groaned, collapsing onto your side, your head in his lap.

"I'll put something else up there later, darlin'."

"No you won't, not after this. I don't think we're having kids at all. My vagina is damaged."

"Damaged goods," He corrected you, "Which means it's still good."

"Oh, shut up." You rolled your eyes dramatically, reaching for your phone on top of the counter.

comments:

user1 that took a surprising turn

↳ user2 went from a prank to a case

user3 smile guys we're gonna be in the documentary

↳ user4 no, just the daily mail 'famous i'm a celebrity star angryginge caught abusing his girlfriend!!!😱😱😱'

↳ user5 if he's on im a celeb rn how's she posting this???

↳ user6 ... it's probably a draft, mate.

user7 you can totally tell they've been together since they were teenagers , it's adorable

user8 i can see the edits incoming with her with her head in his lap

user9 the way he looked at her when she was in his lap tho!!! so cute xx

heinz_baines this is their foreplay.

↳ yourusername chill out bro, you're just jealous

↳ heinz_baines no, i've got jakey

↳ jakeydavies 🙂🙂🙂

You held your phone u on your chest, pointing it at Morgan as he sat at the end of the bed, scrolling on his phone with one hand and rubbing your foot with the other.

"Morgan?"

"Hm?"

"Can you leave the room so I can put my pjs on?" You asked quietly.

"What's that, sorry?" He raised his eyebrows, putting his phone down to listen to you properly.

"I need to put my pyjamas on, can you ..." You waved your hand, gesturing for him to shoo.

"Why?"

"So I can get changed." You huffed.

"Are ya being serious? I've literally been seeing you naked since we were 18 and— are you alright?" His tone suddenly went very sincere.

"Yeah, I just wanna get changed in private."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." You nodded.

"Alright, love." He grunted as he got up out of bed, patting your foot before making his way to the door.

"I'm joking! I'm joking, it was just a prank." You giggled.

Morgan let out a sigh of relief, "Jesus fuck, you scared the shit out of me. Had me thinking I'd done something wrong or you was feeling upset."

comments:

user1 the way he puts his phone down to have a conversation with her🤧🤧🤧

↳ user2 fr! it's the little things like that that matter

user3 god he's such a green flag

user4 they've been together so long #therealukytparents

↳ user5 how do u know??

↳ user6 go back on his or her ig to when they were in school together, they were a couple in year 11. also he said he's been seeing her naked since they were 18 in this vid lol

user7 girlll u got the automatic foot rubs, you're winning!!

↳ yourusername it's like his second nature by now xx

"Guys, I'm gonna flash Morgan just for the sake of it 'coz he keeps pissing me off recently by streaming all the time and not showing me attention, so ..." You clicked your tongue as you got up out of bed, "Gotta show him what he's been missing out on."

You walked across the landing, and thankfully Heinz wasn't home tonight, so you knocked on the door to Ginge's streaming room.

"Yep? I am streaming, love."

"When are you not." You scoffed, opening the door.

Morgan pulled one of his headphones out, smiling at you, "You okay?"

You shrugged and looked down, what a coincidence that you'd worn a tube top, and reached for it, tugging it down.

He let out a laughing scoff, covering his mouth with his hand, "What's that for?"

You shrugged again, still standing there.

"Fwahhhh ... Chat I might have to cut the stream early." Morgan said.

"Oh, no, that's okay, you can keep streaming." You hummed, tugging your shirt back up and leaving the room.

"Wh— Reader!"

"Can't hear you!" You sang, getting back into bed and giggling to your phone camera, "Mission successful."

comments:

user1 sigh ... he's so lucky

user2 HOW'S HE PICKING STREAMING OVER HER😤😤😤

bowling42069 the camera was the wrong way around

↳ yourusername whoopsies i'll do it the other way just for you xx

↳ bowling42069 teehee xx

user3 she's so LENG

user4 reader please reject me so i can move on

↳ angryginge13 you've been rejected mate

user5 i won't treat you like that baby xx

↳ user6 PLS UR LIKE 10

"I've been seeing this thing where girls wipe their boyfriends kisses, so I thought I'd try it with Morgan to see what his reaction would be. This might fail though because he's a bit oblivious sometimes. I think I'll just pretend to be filming various videos throughout the day so I can catch this on camera."

In the morning, you were pretending to film a 'cook breakfast with me' video, showing the camera all the ingredients.

"Morning." He grumbled, walking in and shoving a shirt over his head, "You're up early."

"I know, woke up before my alarm." You said, cracking an egg into a pan.

Morgan walked up behind you, grabbing your neck from behind and pressing a jokingly rough kiss to your cheek as he did every morning. Subtly, you rose your shoulder up and wiped the kiss away.

He didn't seem to notice, instead going for your lips.

"Ah!" You held a spatula up between you, "Have you brushed your teeth?"

"Yes, what do you take me for? A Victorian child? Obviously I've brushed my teeth, it's 11AM." He sassed, kissing your lips.

You rolled your eyes at him to the camera, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

During the mid afternoon, you were sat on the couch, cuddled into him with your back against his side and his arm resting over your shoulder, palm flat on your chest, holding your boob. His lips occasionally came to the crown of your head, mindlessly pecking your hair while he watched the football.

You pulled a face, bringing your hand up and ruffling your hair.

"What you doin'?" He frowned.

"Thought there was something in my hair." You replied.

"Yeah, my kiss. Leave it alone." He said, kissing your head again, only for you to ruffle your hair up again, "What's your problem?"

"Nothing!"

"You confuse me every day, girl, I swear to God." Morgan sighed, turning his attention back to the tellie.

By dinner time, he'd clocked onto the fact you were wiping all of his kisses away and was starting to get really annoyed.

You were showing your Chinese deliveroo to the camera when he came at you, kissing your cheek aggressively.

"Morgan!" You screamed and then laughed, wiping it away.

"Why do you keep doing that?!"

"Doing what?" You shook your head.

He kissed you again, and you wiped it away again.

"That! Wiping my kisses off!"

"I'm not."

"Right, come here."

You stood right in front of him, putting your plate on the kitchen counter. He grabbed your face in his hands and firmly kissed you. You snorted, pursing your lips and rubbing them together. Slowly, your hand travelled up to your lips, fingers cautiously wiping at your lips.

"Oh my bloody fuckin' Christ!" Morgan groaned, stepping away, "If you didn't want any kisses today, you could've just said, instead of wiping them all away."

"I literally have no idea what you're talking about." You shrugged.

He stood there, staring at you with a face like a smacked arse, "Seriously?"

"What?" You bobbled your head dramatically.

"Say sorry, 'coz you're actually getting on my nerves now. What have I done?"

"Nothing—"

"Don't say nothing 'coz you're obviously in a pissy mood and if you want me to leave you alone, just say so." He said, genuinely seeming aggravated.

"Morgan, I was just playing." You sighed deflatedly, pouting as you realised this prank wasn't worth it if his feelings were getting hurt.

"What d'you mean?"

"It was just a prank. It's been trending on TikTok and I wanted to try it. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"You're actually gonna kill me with all these fuckin' pranks one day, sweetheart, I swear t'God." Morgan huffed, bringing you in for a hug and kissing the top of your head.

"Getting back at you for all the times you make me jump awake for screaming in your office."

comments:

user1 yeah yeah happy for you guys😒

user2 COMMUNICATION GOALS HELLO

user3 see why couldn't my bf be like this.

user4 he's so soft with her even when he's annoyed😕😕

user5 pls how do you put up with her she's so annoying and always messing at in ur face.

↳ angryginge13 fuck off mate honestly.

↳ user5 just telling u how it is🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

↳ angryginge13 u wouldn't know what you're seeing coz your seeing a one minute clip of our day, not our entire life story. give it a rest

user6 this is the most realistic outcome of this trend, all the other ones seem staged or scripted

↳ user7 totally agree!! either that or the man seems too unbothered for me. like lol girl stand up he doesn't care abt u

↳ user8 frfr! u can see ginge genuinely cares about his relationship with reader and instead of brushing it off/ blowing up on her, he just asks if she needs space.

user9 goals.

"Oh my God, it's that!" You gasped, interrupting him whilst he was reading off the menu for somewhere you were going to order food from.

"What's 'that'? Carbonara?" He frowned, scrolling back up.

"No, I just remembered that earlier, I found out why my boobs are so small." You said.

He looked up at you through his eyelashes, eyebrows furrowed, "Small?"

"Yeah." You nodded.

"Sweetheart, the last thing your tits are, are small. The first thing they are, is perfect. So shut up."

"Small boobs can be perfect too, mine just happen to be—"

"You're literally a D cup, stop coming out with stupid shit. Do you want cheesy garlic bread or not?"

"Yeah." You giggled, clicking the tick and then adding a caption and posting it.

comments:

bowling42069 it's true, you've got big jugs

↳ yourusername thanks hev xx

↳ bowling42069 😘😘😘

user1 didn't know chazza and reader had the same bra size

↳ angryginge13 HAHAHAHAHA

↳ angryginge13 readers are better looking though

↳ user1 oh my god the king replied to me

user2 girl how tf are you a D-cup why is ur body so perfect like IM SO JELLY

↳ yourusername UGH TY ANGEL!! it took a long time to be comfortable in my own body! i fear growing up as a girl is the worst experience of your life but you are so so so beautiful xx

↳ user3 her body isn't perfect tho. have u seen her in low rise jeans? she has a muffin top lmfao. ick.

↳ user4 bold coming from you, you're 14 with a receding hairline already. yikes.

↳ user5 you couldn't bag her anyway

↳ angryginge13 shut the fuck up you dirty little virgin.

↳ shakirakhan16 we got 14 year old boys commenting nasty shit about beautiful, natural bodies now. wtf world

↳ yourusername fun fact, your stomach bloats when you eat food, meaning yes, i would indeed have quite a significant 'muffin top' as you called it, after eating

↳ heinz_baines i hope your ma sees this and caves your head in

user6 how to achieve ginge and mrs ginge relationship standards is my recent search history

↳ bowling42069 it's actually reader and her accessory xx

↳ user7 PREACH QUEEN HEATHER

↳ yourusername beautiful, sexy, stunning heather bowling and ... michael.

↳ taysmcr bro what did i do???

0:15

the first clip came after a small intro titled reader and her features, the clip was from the 'first to find angry ginge' video and started with jakey pulling out his phone and making a call with max khadar stood next to him

"pick up" jakey spoke into the ringing phone whilst moving his newly bought bucket hat onto his head

"hello, jakey?" you questioned looking at the younger man on the facetime call "you alright?"

"reader" jakey greeted smiling "we're filming at the moment and we've lost ginge, dont suppose you have his location" he tried pulling a serious face but a smirk was still evident

"you what" you looked into the phone confused "wait a minute, i'll call you back"

the video moved from jakey and max to ginge in the back of an uber ending a phone call with tays and AB to answer your call

"morgan?" you spoke as he answered the call

"hiya love" his appearance caught you off guard but it wasn't the most random thing you'd ever seen him wear, the blacked out sunglasses and camo hat wasn't the worst combo "i'm just filming at the moment" he moved the phone towards his go pro

"jakey rang me" you confessed watching a smirk form on his face

"what a cheat" he scoffed with a laugh "they're trying to find me for the video, what a fucking loser" he held the go pro up again "this is why no one likes you jakey, always ruining the video"

"stop being horrible" you scolded through the phone moving around the house

"can you please tell him i'm on the tram" the smirk on his face was so large it made you giggle

"will do, do you still want burgers for tea?" you asked looking in the fridge at your options

"yeah thanks love" he ended the phone call and stared directly into his camera "fuck you jakey davis"

the clip moved back to jakey "we've got a hint that ginge is on the tram"

~

1:12

the next clip was from the 'helping ginge find love' video, it was a clip from the first few minutes of the video where the boys thought it was funny to call you and ask your opinion on the video

"hello reader" tays spoke holding the phone in the middle of the other bov boys excluding morgan who sat in the other room watching through the camera "your on speaker right now"

"hiya mikey, what's up?" you asked whilst curling your hair in the mirror at home

"we're filming a video called helping ginge find love" beano's thick voice travelled through the phone

"you fucking what" your voice raised and you set your curling wand down next to you, all you heard in response was giggles from the rest of the boys "are you taking the piss?"

"it was his idea as well" jakeys spoke watching as ginge entered the room quickly

"stop fucking lying" morgan spoke walking over to the phone "reader love its just for content" he tried to soften the blow

"it better be" you hung up not wanting the hear anymore

the clip continued showing ginge chasing jakey around the room and quickly catching him and tackling him to the ground muttering a dickhead under his breath

~

2:03

the clip was from the 'lie detector' video where you made an in person appearance at the end after watching behind the scenes all day

"why did I agree to this" you mumbled as the man hooked you up to the detector

"you got something to be nervous about reader?" tays asked from the sofa behind you

"i just know your gonna get me to say something horrible" you confessed rubbing your hands on your jeans

you hadn't planned to be apart of the video, so they had no pre planned questions for you, so the boys were asking the questions themselves

"i'll start" jakey spoke from one side of the sofa "who's the most famous person in your dm's?" the boys responded with an ooh as your face heated up

"does morgan count?" the two of you had been together since you'd left school but he often still responded to your stories with some cheesy pick up line

the boys allowed your answer yet the man pulled a face

"what have I been saying the whole video" he spoke from behind the laptop and you knew your answer had been a lie

"the truth will set you free" they spoke from sofa in between giggles

"tell the truth reader" chazza spoke from the back of the sofa

"doesn't matter" ginge spoke "i'm the only one that fucking matters anyway" you nodded at his response moving on

morgan was next to ask you a question "who is your least favourite bov boy?"

"uh chazza" your answer was slow and surprising to the boys

"a strong pass" the man thumbs up your answer making morgan belt out a laugh

"reader what the fuck" chazza spoke "i thought we were good mates"

"we are, i don't dislike any of you" you spoke truthfully pulling an extremely apologetic face towards the blonde "can I change my answer" you asked looing at his face receiving another laugh from morgan

"reader" beano started after taking the longest time to think of a question "have you ever thought about cheating on ginge"

"no no no" you spoke quickly and honestly waiting for the guy to tell you if you were telling the truth

"true, well done" the man smiled and you let out a sigh of relief

"okay i'm done now" you laughed going to take off the wires attached to you "those were not nice questions"

"oi you still have two left" tays stood not yet asking his question but you had already de-wired yourself

"too late" you laughed as morgan hugged you and you moved out of frame

~

4:43

the next clip was from morgans 24 hour stream he did a few months ago, it was around 2AM whilst he was asleep, you remember that night you had been tossing and turning asleep in your bed without him, yet sleep wouldn't come to you

you found yourself moving to his streaming room your blanket wrapped around your shoulders and your slippers on your feet

"hi chat" you greeted as you entered frame "cant sleep" you mumbled crouching down to lay next to your boyfriend

"reader?" he questioned his eyes opening at the new noise

"missed you, i couldn't sleep" he laughed opening his arms to you the chat awing at the action

you crawled into his arms and pulled the duvet up over you, leaning into him and closing your eyes

~

5:23

the next clip was the 'secret Santa' video the boys had filmed, you laughed when you saw morgan dressed as Santa on your screen

"is this mine, is it?" morgan spoke with the Santa voice he was putting on, ripping apart the red Christmas wrapping paper

it was a box but the product name wasn't facing him until he turned it around, a laugh came from chazza next to him but he just held a serious expression

"this isn't really for me then is it?" he questioned showing the camera the box containing a vibrator

the rest of the boys burst out laughing and beano took it from his hands

"nah reader will love this, its pink and everything" he laughed examining the box "its a shared gift" he insinuated wiggling his eyebrows

"i guess she knew she was getting this" he recalled to earlier in the morning when you said you were excited to see what he got with a suspicious look on your face

unknowingly tays nodded from besides ginge with a smirk on his face making jakey laugh

~

6:32

the next short clip was from the bov house announcement vid where you made a small cameo

it started with morgan alone in bed his hand subconsciously moving to reach for you, not noticing your absence, the loud noise from beano's room made him quickly sit up before looking to your side to see you absent

"oh he's taking the fucking piss"

the video followed ginge to beano's room where you and him were having a dance party and drinking buzz balls

"its 3AM can you shut the fuck up?" he angrily spoke

"awh don't be like that" beano spoke followed by you trying to pass morgan a blue buzz ball

"no I've had enough" he moved to switch the flashing lights off "stop stealing my girlfriend and get out" he grabbed your hand as he walked out of the room

~

7:08

the midway clip of the video was from the 'stranded in the uk' vid when chazza and ginge were in the back of this mans car whilst he was giving them a lift

"can I borrow your phone to ring my Mrs mate?" morgan asked receiving a yes from the driver

"gonna get reader to pick us up?" chazza asked looking at the ginger man

"exactly, thank you mate"

"another bloke who's got your girlfriends number" chazza commented "everyone's got it" morgan let out a major laugh

"stop taking the piss" he turned serious "she's not gonna answer, gonna have to call her five times"

"hello" you answered sceptically not knowing who had called you multiple times

"hiya love" morgan greeted "you alright?" he didn't wait for you to answer "you know how we're filming a video, we're stranded and I've not got me phone, where are you at the minute?"

"i'm at your mums" you responded "what do you want?" you asked impatiently receiving a laugh from chazza "hi chaz"

"how far are you from akrinson train station" morgan asked not allowing chazza to respond in sake of time

"hang on" you exited WhatsApp moving to google maps "its nearly 2 hours from me"

"fuck off" he exclaimed loudly through the phone

"oi" you scolded "i'll hang up on you in a minute, 2 hours by train"

"what about by car?" morgan asked laughing at you

"35 minutes, if your gonna ask me to pick you up, im gonna need something in return" you negotiated looking at morgan's mum with a smirk

"bloody hell if you wanted a shag just ask" he joked wiggling his eyebrows at the camera, a smile present as he waited for your response

"ew no" you grimaced "i need a 45 minute foot massage tonight" you added "please"

"perfect can you set off now?" he asked shaking his head at the camera and mouthing 'absolutely not'

"yeah just give me a few, need to get some petrol" you spoke moving to put on your shoes

"reader" chazza quickly spoke before ginge hung up "will you get me some strawberry laces" he begged resulting in a dirty look from ginge

"are you taking the piss"

"yeah can do, bye love you morgan" you smiled making note to go inside the shop whilst there

"love you bye bye" he hung up handing the phone back to the man "just don't be calling my girl on the weekend"

~

9:21

the next clip was from later in the same video

"chaz" you rolled down the window passing him his strawberry laces before looking at ginge and passing him a redbull "your welcome"

"thanks love" he moved to kiss you through the car window having to lean down to the height of your fiat 500 "we've got a budget of £19 so we couldn't get a train ticket, so these barbers gave us a lift, we have about 40 minutes of travel time and one mode of transport left"

"right okay" you sipped on your diet coke from the drivers seat watching chazza eat his strawberry laces

"can you google how far the bov house is, or a train station and we can get a train somewhere" morgan asked and you moved to grab your phone

"and we have to go to KFC" chazza added making you laugh

"is that a challenge?" you asked looking at the camera as ginge shook his head

"you haven't got any spare cash on you?" he asked knowing you keep some in your car for emergencies

"I've got a tenner" you grabbed it from your glove box handing it to your boyfriend

"We take donations" they looked to the camera man for approval

"its gone up to an hour foot rub" you demanded from morgan making him pull a conflicted face before taking it from you in agreement

"we have to do another challenge, can you wait here for a bit?" you nodded

"ill find a parking space, the bov house is an hour away"

~

10:43

the clip resumed from when the two entered your car

"cant believe the millionaire has his girlfriend driving in this" chazza complained as morgan sat in the front and he and the camera man were squashed in the back

"do you want me to leave you here" you asked seriously turning around to face him

"would save you from her horrid driving to be fair" morgan told him receiving a dirt look from you

"excuse me you asked me for a lift" you reminded "and i went and bought your shit for you" you looked at the redbull in his hand "where am i going now?" you asked leaving the parking garage

"kfc please" chazza told you and ginge moved to type it into your car screen

~

11:07

"what do you recon jakeys doing right now?" chazza asked as he you and morgan sat in kfc, morgan's arm around the back of your chair as you waited for your order

"wanna know something weird about jakey" morgan started making you laugh as you remembered the days earlier events "he walked into the living room, no pants on first of all just boxers and a shirt, scarred reader for life"

"feel sorry for ellie" you leaned into morgan

"he goes outside 'what have you been doing' 'cutting my toenails'" you pulled a disgusted face

"what" chazza exclaimed with a laugh as you moved to the counter to receive your order

"you're not eating this in my car" you told them placing it down on the table "just cleaned it"

"couldn't tell" morgan seriously spoke "all your bloody hair clips everywhere" you just playfully hit his shoulder

~

12:01

the penultimate clip of the video was from the AB vlog where he came to the bov house

"rocket detected" AB said as you entered the frame of his camera "joking im not trying to be disrespectful" he held his hands up in jest as he caught a look from ginge and a laugh from you

"this is on" morgan said as you two sat in the sauna

"last one to pass out" AB spoke into the camera "love shit like this, do any of you use this"

"no" chazza and jakey responded

"we do" you answered sitting next to chazza at the back, resulting in a laugh from morgan and a blush to appear on his face making the rest of the boys groan

"erh, don't even want to know what goes on in there" Alfie was quick to move out of the sauna, chazza and jakey following quickly behind whilst you just giggled

~

13:11

the final clip was a long one, it was just you and morgan on his stream you were duetting one of his new favourite songs, 'iloveitiloveitiloveit' by bella kay

all lights in the room were off due to the late time of 2AM, the two of you were illuminated by the lights from his pc

you were both screaming the lyrics whilst dancing around his room, you had seen this club numerous times in edits, despite it only being filmed very recently

unfortunately your fun was cut short as tays entered the room

"can you two shut the fuck up" he slammed the door shut as he left only making you two giggle as the song continued playing in the background

~

after the video ended you reposted it and looked at the comments

user1: genuinely love their relationship

user2: how's he done that then

user3: am i the only one who finds them cringe -> user4: yes

you smile reached ear to ear when Morgan entered the room

"what you smiling at" he asked moving to his draws to pull out some pajamas for the both of you

"i just love you" you stood up and went to kiss him

The restaurant was way too nice for the two of you.

Low lighting, candles flickering on every table, soft music playing somewhere in the background. The kind of place where everything felt expensive, even the air. You sat across from him, trying not to laugh at how out of place he looked and yet somehow… not at all.

Ginge had actually made an effort tonight. Proper shirt, hair done, watch on, smelling unreal. He kept adjusting his sleeves like he wasn’t used to looking this put together, glancing around like he was waiting for someone to tell him he wasn’t allowed in.

You, on the other hand, were fully leaning into it. Dressed up, feeling good, phone already out taking little aesthetic pictures of the table, the drinks, him when he wasn’t looking.

He caught you mid photo and squinted.

“You done paparazzi-ing me or what?”

You grinned. “You love it”

“Yeah alright” he muttered, but he was smiling.

Your food arrived, both of you immediately digging in, chatting about random stuff, laughing over nothing, his accent getting thicker every time he got excited about something stupid.

At one point, you leaned back slightly, twirling your fork between your fingers, eyeing him.

“So…” you started casually.

He looked up, mouth half full. “What”

You tilted your head, completely innocent. “We splitting the bill, yeah?”

There was a split second of silence.

Then he absolutely lost it.

He leaned his whole body forward, one hand slapping flat against the table as this loud, wheezy laugh burst out of him. Not just a chuckle, it was his classic Angry Ginge laugh, shoulders forward, head dropping, the kind where he physically could not sit upright.

“WHAT?” he choked out between laughs. “You’re jokin”

You bit back a smile, trying to keep a straight face. “What? Just asking”

That only made him laugh harder. He actually pushed his plate slightly away like he needed space to recover, still hunched over, hand gripping the edge of the table.

“Splitting the bill” he repeated, shaking his head, looking up at you like you’d just said the most outrageous thing ever.

You shrugged. “It’s 2026, babe. Equality”

He sat back finally, still grinning, eyes locked on you, completely amused.

Then he leaned forward again, but this time calmer, softer, still smiling.

“Love” he said, voice low but firm, “eat your food, post a photo of your beautiful self to your story… and never ask me that again”

You laughed, cheeks warming a little at the way he said it.

“Never?”

“Never” he repeated, picking up his fork again like the conversation was done. “Not happening. Ever”

You shook your head, smiling down at your plate.

“Alright, big man”

He smirked, winking at you. “That’s what I thought”

A second later, your phone was back in your hand, snapping a quick selfie. Candlelight, soft glow, a little smile.

Across from you, he watched, shaking his head fondly.

“Mad, you are”

The tiktok opens with Wii music and purposefully awful editing, or at least you hope it was on purpose. The top comment being "Ginge is like a single dad of 4 who looks at her like she fixed everything wrong with his life."

The first clip opened with one of the sidemen charity match practice streams. Morgan jogs across the pitch while you stand beside cameraman Chazz. One of the American guys, you weren't sure who, yells, “GINGE YOUR GIRL IS WATCHING.”

Immediately he starts showing off. Running harder. Calling for the ball more. Acting like he’s prime Ronaldo (if he was ginger and streamed for a living). You happily watch him, acting like the part of a WAG, and appreciating how your boyfriend looked while playing football.

Then, he absolutely eats shit. Straight onto the grass. Chazz zooms the camera in aggressively while everyone loses their minds. You laugh so hard you can barely breathe, almost falling yourself.

Morgan points at you from the ground. “You’re supposed to support me!”

“You looked like a dying gazelle!”

“Get off the pitch.”

It was a late one, almost 4am and Morgan was still streaming. He was also quite grumpy because he'd lost three games in a row, his controller slammed onto the desk.

“Absolute joke, this game is shit.”

You quietly enter frame holding a can of, in Morgans words "canal water", but everyone knew it was Pepsi.

His entire expression changes instantly.

Like genuinely instantly.

“Cheers, sweetheart.”

The chat noticed immediately, of course, flying a bit quicker for a minute.

You kiss the top of his head. “You’ll win the next one.”

“I know,” he says confidently.

He loses again thirty seconds later. You hadn't even left the room yet.

Morgan’s in the middle of raging at 'Trees hate you' when you enter his streaming room in the Bov house. "THIS GAME IS DOGSHIT.”

There were almost 10 thousand people watching him lose his mind live, then your voice floats in from off camera.

“Babe.”

“No.”

“I didn’t even ask anything yet.”

“You’re about to.”

You walk into frame holding one singular  chicken ball.

Morgan pauses mid-rant. “…is that for me?”

“No, I was just showing chat my food.” You say sarcastically 

“Don’t start.”

You hold the chicken ball just out of reach. “What do I get in return?”

Morgan stares at you like this is the worst thing that’s ever happened to him. “…a kiss?”

“Pathetic. You think you can trade a kiss for my food?"

“Please?”

The entire stream loses its mind.

He gets the chicken ball and the kiss, then immediately points at the camera.

“None of you speak to me ever again. You're all banned for making me play that.”

The clip starts with typical Winton Yanited content. They’re in the middle of training and Morgan is in full manager mode.

“PASS THE BALL.”

“THAT WAS A PASS.”

“TO WHO? THE GRASS?”

You’re standing near the sidelines in one of his Nike zip-up hoodies, trying not to laugh while the cameramen record everything.

Cal zooms in on you with the camera. “Thoughts on the gaffer?”

You glance toward Morgan, who’s currently yelling warmups for the team.

“He’s very...passionate.”

The video cuts to a clip in the same video of the ball heading towards you, but before it even reaches you, Morgan appears out of nowhere. Literally out of nowhere. Like he teleported.

He catches the ball, and throws it back to the lads. 

“WATCH WHERE YOU’RE HITTING IT.”

Everyone goes silent for two seconds.

Then, “OHHHHHH.” 

“Protective arc.”

“Gaffers angry.”

Morgan points aggressively at the pitch and says nothing.

You’re trying so hard not to laugh. “I was literally fine, babe”

“Yeah but you could’ve not been.”

One of the boys starts fake cooing. “Awwww.”

Morgan whips around instantly. “SHUT UP.”

The editor of the compilation zooms in on your face because you’re visibly trying not to smile.

Then later in the video, while Morgan’s giving some intense speech about teamwork or whatever, you quietly walk over holding out a drink.

Without interrupting his sentence, he takes it automatically.

Takes a sip, hands it back, keeps talking, then pauses and looks back at you.

“…wait, did you open this for me?”

You nod and the entire team starts yelling.

“OH MY GOD.”

“THAT’S HIS WIFE.”