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word count: 1504

request?: yes!

“Hi could you do one where Colson girlfriend used to stream, like you know, fortnite, 2k 21, you games and all, but she quoted along time ago, so her boyfriend Colson doesn’t know. One day a fan found out about it and posted saying “I did not know she used to stream” and it kinda went viral, your boyfriend still has not find out until her went on a interview and the interview brought it up, and when he camed home he said I did not know you used to stream. And bla bla bla you do whatever you want with the rest“

description: in which he finds out about her job before they met

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

“What’s your Twitch channel name?”

You looked up at Colson in confusion. The two of you were cuddling in bed watching TV when he had asked you that.

“How do you know about my Twitch channel?” you asked.

“I was doing a live stream earlier and someone mentioned how they didn’t know you used to stream. I told them I didn’t know either.” He gave you a look before leaning down to kiss your nose. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

You shrugged. “I haven’t done it in years. I quit or retired or whatever before we met. It didn’t seem like anything important to bring up.”

“Why did you quite?”

“It stopped being the community I loved and it got a little toxic. I only meant to take a break, but then I never got around to going back. Eventually I just...forgot and moved on.”

“Would you show me some of your old streams?”

You were hesitant. Sure, you had been a little popular when you used to stream. You were proud of what you were doing at the time. But you hadn’t watched anything from the channel in years, you weren’t sure if you wanted him to see it.

But he was watching you expectantly, and how do you say no that that cute face?

You sighed in defeat and untangled from Colson’s arms to reach for your laptop. You were shocked that you remembered the password to the account. Hundreds of streams from years before filled your scree. You played almost every popular game at the time, from Fortnite to CS:GO. Memories from your time as a streamer flooded your mind and just like that, you kind of missed it.

You held your laptop out to Colson. “Pick one.”

He scrolled through your videos before deciding on the very first time you ever streamed. It was barley an hour long, and it started with a half hour of you making sure your screen recording and your audio worked before getting into the actual game. It was before you had gotten big enough to afford an actual camera to do facecam videos, or a mic that didn’t make you sound muffled. You cringed at yourself, having forgotten this part of your streaming career.

“You’re adorable,” Colson commented.

“I’m so cringe,” you said. You were resisting the urge to close the laptop and throw it out the window. “Watch one of the most recent ones, they’re so much better.”

“No, I wanna see your actual journey.”

He chose a stream from a few weeks later. Also barley an hour long, but this time you jumped right into the game play when the stream started. This was when you started getting some viewers, as every now and then you’d pause to read a message and to thank any new viewers that had joined.

The next one was your first facecam video. A younger you sat at the upper corner of the screen, curled up in your gaming chair as you played some story based game that was chill. This was one of your first big streams, where you hit over a thousand viewers for the first time.

Before you knew it, a few hours had passed and you and Colson had watched through basically your entire Twitch career. Your final stream was almost five hours long, with the last half hour being you trying to stall ending the stream because you had announced the break you were taking. You could remember feeling so heartbroken that day, like you knew you’d never return to this community that you had so dearly loved at the time.

“Babe, you were amazing!” Colson said. “And you were so popular! I mean, that part I’m not shocked about because of course you were popular, but still! You really should’ve went back to streaming.”

“You think so?” you asked.

“I do. I can tell you were so passionate about it back then. I know you said you needed a break, but I think you should’ve kept up with it after some time. It seems like it’s your calling.”

Colson put your laptop aside and resumed your cuddling position. You thought about what he said and considered that maybe he was right. You did love when you used to stream, and you hated coming to the decision to take that break. Maybe you should’ve gone back to it.

Maybe I still can go back to it.

~~~~~~

All your old streaming equipment was in storage at your mom’s place. It took nearly two hours of digging to find it, but there was everything, still mostly in tact. You didn’t have your old gaming PC anymore, but the computer that Colson had was definitely enough to stream for a couple of hours at least. Just long enough to see if the community even wanted you back.

Logging into your Steam account and being met with the icons of the games you used to play, with the hours underneath of how long you had played them, was like a wave of nostalgia hitting you. You felt like you were back in your room on day one, preparing for your first ever stream all over again.

You tweeted out a link to your channel, but nothing else. You decided to see how many people cared enough just to click on the link and bring them to where your latest stream would be ready to start. You loaded up Twitch, selected a game to play, and took a deep breath.

Here we go. No turning back.

You hit the button to go live and your screen lit up. You looked at the viewer count, watching it slowly tick upwards. You tried not to feel too disappointment by the lack of engagement you seemed to have. There’s still time, you reminded yourself.

“Hey everyone,” you said. “It’s been a while. Like a few years I guess. That break I took...it was pretty long.”

You awkwardly chuckled. A message or two popped up in your chat welcoming you back. You tried to smile, but your excitement to stream was starting to disappear fast. Maybe this was a bad idea.

“I decided to ease back into streaming with an old classic,” you said, opening Fortnite onto your screen. “Something I can mindless play for an hour or two while I remember what it’s like to stream.”

You started playing the game. You tried not to focus on the numbers, but you found yourself glancing at the viewer number every now and then. It was barley to 100 viewers, and the chat wasn’t very engaging. You wondered if any of these people were old fans of yours, or if any of them even cared about your stream.

You were silent for a while due to the lack of viewer engagement. You were debating on ending the stream early when suddenly your views skyrocketed and messages were coming in hot and heavy. You didn’t have time to read one message before it disappeared into the sea of others.

“Holy shit,” you said. “Okay, pause, let me turn on slow chat mode.”

While you switched the chat mode, you got your first donation chat message. The familiar jingle attached to those messages rang through your headphones and you looked up to see what someone had said.

“good to see you back (Y/N)! I missed you so much!”

“Thanks, I’m glad to be back,” you responded. “Where did you guys come from out of nowhere? Did everyone suddenly see my tweet?”

The chat confirmed that that’s basically what happened, but not because everyone happened to stumble upon the tweet suddenly. Colson had retweeted it, with the caption: “My girlfriend is returning to streaming tonight! Go check her out!”

You chuckled and shook your head. “That man, I swear. I love him.”

You went on streaming for another two or three hours before deciding to call it a night. You thanked everyone for tuning in and promised to actually be back the following week with another stream.

It wasn’t long after you shut everything down that Colson came home. He appeared in the doorway of the spare room where you had set everything up for your stream. He had a wide smile on his face, one that you couldn’t help but mirror.

“You started streaming again!” he said.

“I did!” you said with a laugh. “I thought about what you said and I knew you were right. I did really want to get back to streaming. I missed doing it.”

“You’re still a natural at it, too.” He took you into his arms and kissed you. “I’m glad you decided to do it again, babe. You seemed like you really loved it before.”

“I did, and I still do. Thank you for giving me the push I needed to do it again.”

“Anytime. Do you think I could be in one of your streams in the future, though?”

Description: At the BBMAS, based on the following pictures, yk what I'm talking aboutt. (Also I wrote this a while back for just my friend, so its kinda shitty but, here y’all go) Also, you are Megan.

Warnings: Smut, Public (kinda) sex