Eos

Yandere x Male Reader

It was supposed to be a chill stream.

Just a casual Daybreak duo session with you and Yejun sitting side-by-side at your double desk setup both wearing matching black headphones, both drinking iced coffee you’d made an hour earlier, both fully unaware of how unhinged the fanbase was about to become.

You went live with a simple:

“Hi, chat.”

Yejun followed with a low, soft, “Hello.”

Immediately, the chat exploded.

Lines flying faster than the monitor could refresh.

CHAT:

OMG THEY’RE SIDE BY SIDE AGAIN

M/N’S WEARING YEJUN’S HOODIE??

THEY’RE SO CLOSE HELP???

You hid a small smile and focused on the game.

The first match was smooth quiet conversation, occasional laughter, fast generator progress. Chat spammed heart emojis every time your shoulders bumped.

Then came the moment.

The moment neither of you registered until after it happened.

You were leaning forward, checking the minimap, while Yejun who had finished his generator early leaned back, stretching, eyes drifting toward you instead of the screen.

“Gen on the left,” you murmured, concentrating.

He hummed lowly in response, leaning just a little closer to see what you were pointing at.

Closer.

Closer.

His eyes softened.

Then completely absentminded, completely unconscious, completely natural he turned his head and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

Just… like that.

No hesitation.

No realization.

No thought behind it.

His lips brushed your skin gently, warm, barely there.

You froze.

Chat did not.

CHAT:

??????

HE KISSED HIM????

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

THAT WAS A KISS

YEJUN SIR YOU ARE LIVE

LIVE CAM??? CAM IS ON???

M/N LOOK AT HIS FACE LMAO HE’S RED

You stared at him, mouth slightly open, heartbeat in your throat.

He blinked.

You blinked.

For a full five seconds, he didn’t understand what he’d done.

“…Jun,” you whispered, stunned. “We’re… streaming.”

His eyes widened.

Then his ears turned red.

Then the rest of him.

He pulled back slightly not far, just enough to process what came out of his own body and stared straight ahead like he was buffering.

“I— Mm— It—”

He cleared his throat.

“I didn’t notice.”

“Clearly,” you murmured, cheeks burning.

The chat was now in full nuclear meltdown.

CHAT:

HE DIDN’T NOTICE???

HE JUST KISSED HIM LIKE IT’S A TUESDAY???

THEY’RE SO MARRIED THEY FORGOT THEY’RE LIVE

THE CONFIDENCE??? THE CASUALNESS???

You covered your face with both hands.

Yejun, mortified but trying to play it cool, reached up and gently pulled your wrist down so he could see your expression.

“Sorry,” he whispered, voice soft and low enough to melt you on the spot.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“I’m not,” you blurted.

Immediate silence.

His eyes softened instantly, a quiet relief flickering through them.

He leaned in again, forehead brushing yours, voice low enough that the mic barely caught it.

“Good.”

Chat exploded again.

You groaned.

He straightened up slightly, clearing his throat again and trying to return to the game.

It didn’t help that his hand slid across the desk and found yours under it fingers intertwining, hidden from the camera’s view but not from your rapidly beating heart.

Chat noticed anyway.

CHAT:

YOU ARE NOT HIDING ANYTHING

WE SEE THE WAY THEIR SHOULDERS TOUCH

WE SEE THE BLUSH

WE SEE THE HANDS UNDER THE DESK BESTIES

You squeezed his hand.

He squeezed back instantly, thumb brushing your knuckles gently.

The rest of the stream continued normally or as normally as it could after your boyfriend accidentally kissed you on live broadcast but neither of you let go for the whole match.