#kingkenny

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summary sharky films everything. he did not expect this to end up in the vlog.

prompt – baller league vlog, jealous husband sharky, niko's teammate tries it, on camera warnings – mild jealousy, possessive sharky, youtube comment chaos word count – ~3k note – lover boy sharky stepping in mid vlog because someone tried it the comments were not ready — thank you for this request 🩷🫶

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The Monday vlog had a format.

It had always had a format — Sharky arriving at the ground, the warmup footage, the pre-match interview segment where he grabbed whoever was around and stuck a camera in their face, the match itself, the post-match chaos. His viewers knew the rhythm of it. Knew what to expect.

What they didn't expect, this particular Monday, was you.

You didn't come to every match — your schedule didn't always allow it — but when you did Sharky's energy was noticeably different on camera. More settled. Like something that had been slightly off-centre clicked back into place. His regular viewers had noticed it over time, had catalogued it in comments and clips, had made edits about it that he'd watched on your sofa and pretended not to be affected by.

Today you were here, and he'd grabbed you for the pre-match interview segment before you'd even found your seat, camera up, grinning already.

"Right," he said, turning the camera between you both. "Special guest today — my wife. Say hi."

"Hi," you said, obligingly, to the camera.

"She's been dragged along against her will—"

"I came voluntarily—"

"She says that—"

"Sharky I drove here—"

"She drove here," he confirmed to the camera, like this was breaking news. "Voluntarily. Remarkable scenes." He turned to you properly, slipping into the interview energy that came naturally to him, the easy warmth of someone who was good at this. "Okay so — SDS versus NDL today. Predictions?"

You gave your prediction — SDS, obviously, with the particular confidence of someone who had been listening to Sharky talk about this for months and had absorbed more information than you'd technically signed up for. He did the bit where he pretended to be offended by your reasoning, you did the bit where you defended your reasoning, and it was the kind of easy banter that his viewers would love because it was completely real and both of you knew it.

He walked you toward the spectator area after, camera still going, narrating for the vlog.

"Getting her settled before I go warm up," he told the camera, glancing between you and the lens with the comfortable multitasking of someone who'd been doing this for years. "She'll be here, I'll be over there—"

"I know where you'll be—"

"I'm explaining for the vlog—"

"You're being dramatic for the vlog—"

"Same thing." He grinned. Looked at the camera. "She's very unsympathetic to the creative process."

You were about to respond when Niko appeared.

Niko with three of his NDL teammates, post-warmup, the easy energy of a group who'd been doing this together long enough to be comfortable. Sharky liked Niko — most people liked Niko — and he kept the camera going as they approached, the natural footage of two sides crossing paths before a match.

"Sharky!" Niko said, clapping him up. Looked at you. "And Mrs Sharky, wagwan."

"Hey Niko," you said, smiling.

The introductions happened the way they always did — quick, easy, everyone knowing roughly who everyone was from the internet if nothing else. Sharky kept the camera moving, getting the footage, half his attention on you and half on the lens the way it always was during filming.

Which was how he caught it.

One of Niko's teammates — tall, confident, the kind of person who moved through rooms like he expected them to rearrange for him — had positioned himself slightly too close to you during the introductions. Close enough that Sharky's attention, already split, snapped back and recalibrated.

He kept filming.

"You follow the league?" the teammate — Sharky was going to find out his name later and he was going to remember it — asked you. Directed at you specifically. Not at the group.

"A bit," you said. Pleasantly. "My husband plays."

My husband. Sharky heard it. Filed it. Kept filming.

"Which team?"

"SDS." You nodded at Sharky, who was standing right there, camera in hand, watching this unfold in real time.

The teammate glanced at Sharky. Back at you. The glance said something that Sharky did not particularly enjoy.

"You should come watch NDL sometime," the teammate said. Still just to you. Still with the particular quality of attention that had absolutely nothing to do with football. "Better football."

Sharky lowered the camera.

Not all the way. Just enough. The lens still running, still catching everything, because he hadn't thought to turn it off and later he would have feelings about that but right now he was focused on something else.

He stepped forward. One step. Beside you, close enough that the geometry of the group shifted.

"She's good for matches," Sharky said pleasantly. His voice was completely even. His hand found the small of your back — settled there, warm and certain and entirely deliberate. "She's at most of mine."

The teammate looked at the hand. Looked at Sharky. Did the full recalibration — the camera, the ring on your finger that he had apparently not clocked during the introduction, the particular quality of Sharky's pleasant expression that wasn't quite as pleasant as it sounded.

Niko, to his credit, had already clocked the whole thing and was watching it with the expression of someone who found this deeply entertaining and was sensible enough not to say so.

"Good match today," Niko said, smoothly redirecting. "We'll see what happens on the pitch."

"Yeah," Sharky agreed. Still pleasant. Hand still exactly where it was. "We will."

The group moved on. Niko caught Sharky's eye as he went and gave him the look — the small, knowing look that said I saw all of that — and Sharky gave him a look back that said I know you did.

He turned back to you.

You were looking at him with the expression — the one that was exasperated and fond in equal measure, the one he'd learned to read as you're ridiculous and I love you and we're going to talk about this later.

He raised the camera back up.

"Right," he said, to the lens, with the complete composure of a man who had not just done exactly what he'd done. "Getting her settled. Then warmup." He glanced at you sideways. "You good?"

"Fine," you said. The fondness winning over the exasperation. "Go warm up."

He pressed a kiss to your temple — on camera, deliberately, in the way that wasn't performance but also wasn't not performance — and headed toward the pitch.

Behind him, he heard you laugh quietly.

He was smiling before he'd taken three steps.

The vlog went up that evening.

He'd edited it the way he always did — match footage, the banter, the goals, the post-match chaos — and he'd left the interaction in. All of it. The interview, the introduction, the moment with the teammate, the hand on your back, the kiss on your temple.

He hadn't planned to leave it in. It had just seemed dishonest to cut it.

By midnight the comments were unmanageable.

youtube comments — monday baller league vlog

@sharkywifeyera: the way he lowered the camera. he didn't even turn it off. he just. lowered it. and stepped forward. and put his hand on her back. I AM NOT WELL

@iluvsharks: "she's at most of mine" said with that smile while his hand was already moving. husband behaviour of the highest order.

@plainjade: niko KNEW. niko saw it happening and did the redirect and said nothing. niko is a real one.

@rawrxdeex: the kiss on the temple at the end. on camera. deliberate. he wanted it in the vlog. he CHOSE to leave it in. sharky you romantic menace.

@dragqueen: that teammate really looked at a married woman, clocked the camera guy standing next to her, and still tried it. the audacity. the lack of self preservation.

@needsharky: "my husband plays" she said it so fast. she clocked it before he did and handled it immediately. they're both so aware of each other it's insane.

@softlauncharchive: he edited this vlog himself. he sat down and went through the footage and decided to keep all of it in. every second. that's not an accident that's a statement.

@internetcrying: the way his whole energy changed when he stepped forward. still smiling. completely calm. absolutely not calm.

@loverboyera: niko watching the whole thing go down with that face 😭 he knew exactly what was happening and said absolutely nothing. smart man.

@sharkysgirlera: she said my husband plays and pointed at him like he wasn't standing right there with a camera. queen behaviour.

Authors note: the lack of beta squad related stuff on here makes me sick every time i open this app. therefor i’ve made it my mission to not only revive the beta squad # but also find others that love them as much as i do. please hmu if you like them, i beg 🙏

Warnings: eh nothing really. just language, lmk tho.

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“I still don’t get why we couldn’t have someone else in her place.” Niko stares intently on the flat screen facing him, eyes set on you getting placed in position in the other room.

When the YouTuber got told that they’d be filming a blind date video like this, he was excited. Not only would he see two people spend a long amount of time with a complete stranger, but he’d laugh and joke about it while getting paid. It was a win- win situation. What he hadn’t seen coming was the special guest on today’s episode being you, his girlfriend.

Now, he had to watch guys try to flirt and win you over, and had to fake being happy about it too.

“The people wanted her.” Kenny shrugs from his seat next to him on the comfortable sofa, eyes on his phone but still knowing who his best friend was talking about. He was referring to the post they made on their official account, asking people to comment who they wanted featured more in videos. Majority of the comments asked for you, another famous influencer in the Uk, who had been spotted around the guys before.

“My girlfriend, really?” He still feels uneasy. Not in a million years would he think you would ever leave him for another guy, but ideas that the internet would start shipping you with someone else were entering his head. It made him feel sick.

“That’s what you get for having a secret relationship.” AJ replies making the rest of them break out into mocking laughter. The group knows the internet would break your relationship into bits, overanalysing and picking on everything but they still found humour in how mad their friend seemed to be at the thought of his girl being on fake dates

“So funny.” The tall boy rolles his eyes. When AJ, Chunkz and Sharky sat behind him doesn’t stop laughing, he makes a move to hit every single one of them. “Shut up.”

Fortunately, they’re told to get into position, making them ultimately shut up. The camera got set up and the person behind them giving them a signal to start.

“Today we have a special guest!” Kenny introduces.

“It’s me.” You speak flatly, hearing his words through the mic in your ear. “I’m the special guest.”

You can hear the guys groan hating the lack of happiness in your voice. Keeping up his role and hiding the fact that you were in a committed relationship, he clears his throat. “You gotta be more enthusiastic than that. You’re on beta squad, we’re giving you a chance to make a name for yourself.”

If you hadn’t been on camera, you would threaten to break up with Niko, but since you were you tried a different approach. “You’re almost speaking like I don’t have more followers than you. Bitch I’m making your career.”

“A round of applause.” Sharky tells at your bite back, and Niko side eyes him knowing of the small crush he had on you. It wasn’t hard to tell really, the guy took your side on literally anything and smiled stupidly at the things you said.

“Niko could you zip it, we’re paying her for the minute don’t drag it out.” You can’t help but laugh in your seat at Chunkz’ words, nodding in approval at his humour.

“Anyways.” You continue, eyes set on the camera as you cross your legs. “Let’s get into the video.”

The boys introduce the idea for the video and that’s when you remember this is the first time they’ve done it on their channel. Basically, you’re going to be going on an arranged date with a guy, and the group have certain stages you had to go through to help you find ‘your perfect match’.

As Kenny concludes the whole thing, you can’t help but roll your eyes and sigh. “ I’m not even looking for a guy. I’m all good.” You tell, a little smile on your face as you think of your lover. As if catching on to it, Niko also stupidly smiles in his seat, feeling much better about it now.

“Contestant one.” They call out and the next second, a blonde walks into the little setup. From across the table you thin your lips a little as you look over him.

“She hates him!” Chunkz cackles, pointing at the scene on the screen. “Did y’all see that little lip thing? This gyal is crazy for that one.”

Niko grins to himself.

“Hey.” The guy greets, and to be polite you get up and hug him, muttering pleasantries. You’re going for a friendly and comfortable hug, your arms loosely wrapping around his middle. The guy on the other hand tightened his hold on your waist, hands creeping down.

“Hell no.” You push away, a disgusted laugh rippling out of you at this actions. “D’you not have shame? Mans tried to grab my bunda before introducing himself. Get him out. Can I vote people out?”

The four other members, slowly look towards Niko, watching almost fearfully as he gets up from his seat, not caring wether the camera was still on. He wasn’t thinking logically, only feeling anger as someone got handsy with his girl. You’re laughing at the guy, not even giving him a chance to explain himself when Niko storms in, eyes set on the unknown guy.

“You, get the fuck out.” He points towards the exit. Behind him, the rest of the guys run after him, calling for their friend to stop.

“Niko, chill.” Sharky tells him, coming up to him and stopping him from doing something stupid. You’ve completely frozen near the table, never seen your boyfriend so mad.

“I’m not going to stop, what the fuck? This lad is proper mad, trynna grab her.” At his words you finally snap out of your shock.

“Let it go.” You plead with him, coming to stand besides him. Still wary of the countless eyes of contestants and others, you make a note to not touch him and plead with your eyes instead.

He silently nods, but he’s not done. “He’s out. Or me and y/n aren’t doing the video.” To someone who only know you two as influencers, they must think Niko is crazy. Not only raging, but threatening to leave the video for a girl he didn’t know that well must’ve seemed crazy.

“Why are you so mad?” The guy who minutes before tried to touch you questions, standing a good distance away from you guys.

“Don’t fucking speak, you little shit.” You tell him, sick of him. Because of him, your boyfriend not only got uncharacteristically mad, but the guy you didn’t know had managed to make the whole thing weird.

It wasn’t a question for the rest of the beta squad, without even a second of thinking they got the guy removed of set, him cussing him out as they do so.

“You good? Can we continue?” AJ asks, his question directed to the two of you. Niko’s chest was heaving, and with the lack of eyes on you now, you take a hold of his hand, kissing the back. It seems to relax him a great deal.

He nods. “Yeah.” Letting go of your hand, he leans down to hug you close to him, secretly kissing your covered neck, whispering a little “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay baby.” You tell him, nodding to give him even more reassurance. “Don’t worry about these guys, I don’t want anyone but you. This is just a video.”

Even though he doesn’t seem completely content with the idea of it, he seems to feel much lighter than a few minutes ago. Now, seemingly in the joking mood again, he huffs a laugh. “I should’ve smoked his jaw.”

Kenny is the first one to break as he hears the words, imagining Niko in a fight. After that, the rest of the guys fall into heavy laughter, and you can’t help but let out small giggles yourself at the thought of your funny and problem solving boyfriend getting into a physical fight.

As if you’ve betrayed him, he looks at you with widened eyes and an open mouth, before addressing his friends behind you. “Stop laughing!”

This was requested but I accidentally deleted the ask! If this was your request, thank you so much for sending this, I had fun writing this and I hope you enjoy it! 🩷✨