#s.ted

ted

your fans knew you had a boyfriend, they knew he was also in content creation, they knew you loved him, and they knew he was always texting you during your streams. since he'd always been faceless, voiceless, and nameless, it was a shock for the viewers to see the door open and someone walk in, head cut off by the camera placement.

it was planned, to a degree.. you knew ted would show up on your stream, in your office but you didn't know when, and that's what made it fun. ”oh my god, hey babe!” you spun in your chair and got up to hug him, the height difference clear to all. and now your fans knew he was tall too. before you were able to get back to your seat, ted pulled you back to him. ”excuse me? sweetheart my kiss?” you smiled and got up on your tippy toes, ”right, sorry about that.” hands flat on his chest when you kissed him.

you walked back over to your desk to see how the viewers were taking the small interaction, and from how you were positioned leaning over your desk, ted was able to pad over next to you, still out of view of the camera. when you realised how close he was you pulled a chair away from the all beside yours and you sat down. ”oh chat did i mention my boyfriend was joining today?” you gave the camera a cheeky smile, watching as chat was still trying to put the voice to a face.

ted leaned down into frame before he sat down, smiling at the camera with a wave. the moment he sat down, he started a bit. ”do you have audio listeners?”

”no.”

”what a shame.” you rolled your eyes at him before pulling yourself towards the desk to move apps across your monitors. ”shit, almost..” your voice trailed off, neither ted nor your stream heard what you said and while it's easy to ignore chat's pleas, it's a little harder when it's your boyfriend. ”what was that angel?” you hum at him, question in the sound. ”can you repeat that? i don't think i heard you.”

this wasn't a bit, but it sure as hell was clipped a ton. ”i said,” you began, voice louder than it was most of the time. ”'shit, i almost leaked our discord dms.', happy?”

”very.”

schlatt

your boyfriend's fanbase knew of you, but they didn't know anything about you aside from that schlatt loved you. of course it had to come sooner or later, but after a long talk about the consequences, you'd talked each other into a deal for you to go on his stream with him.

for awhile schlatt streamed and you sat just off camera, looking at your phone and back up at him from time to time. it was something that your best friend had sent you that made you scrunch your face up, and your boyfriend noticed immediately. ”you look stupid as fuck right now.” it was the first time he'd acknowledged you were around on stream and his chat was freaking out. of course it didn't stop you from getting up and slapping his arm. ”ow. you're mean.” he didn't mean it, yet it only made you hit him again before you finally pulled your chair out to sit with him.

once chat had gotten a good look at you and you waved and said hello, schlatt pushed his phone up to the camera before giving it to you. ”hon' that could be us.” it was a picture of two cats; one holding a bong and two vapes while the other held a case of beer. ”j, baby that is us.” now you show the camera the picture of the cats and schlatt takes the opportunity of being hidden to press a quick kiss to your cheek, making you gasp.

”chat did you see that?! did you hear that?!” they all seemed confused as you went off on your tangent, face making the :o while schlatt's mouth twitched up into a smirk, bordering on the grin as you tattled on him to his viewers. ”he kissed me when you guys weren't looking!”

oh boy did twitter have a fun time over analysing the clip of the short kiss sound, trying to figure out if it was true.

you probably should’ve known better, it was a blind date and you’d been set up by one of your friends who claimed she just 'couldn't bare to see you single anymore'. the man sat across from you just wouldn’t shut up about himself. he talked and talked and talked and he never asked anything about you. you barely got your name out when he asked cause he was so quick to start talking again. when he ordered for you, telling the waiter you’d eat something that you didn’t like and he looked over at you, saw your disgusted face and said that was all, that was it for you. “if you’ll just excuse me a moment.” you interrupt him and get up, fleeing for the restroom.

as soon as the door swings shut you’re pulling your phone out and calling your best friend, shooting him a text after the first ring to just please pick up. during the second ring, you heard the familiar click and then ted clear his throat. ”hey what's up, how's that date going?” you don't pick up on how sarcastic that last question sounds and you shush him. ”uhm, yeah about that. i need you to come get me.”

on the other end of the line, ted pulls the phone away from his face and exhales a sigh of relief to hear that the date wasn't going great. it wasn't that he didn't want you to be happy, that was all he ever wanted for you! but sometimes, or most of the time really, he just couldn't help wishing it was him. him who you went out with on dates and let keep you on his arm and showed off to all your friends. pushing the phone back against his cheek, he mentally prepared himself for the ridiculous escape strategy you wanted to use this time. ”and how exactly do you want me to do that?”

you smiled at his agreement and he could hear it in how you spoke. ”i need you to call me in exactly three–” you thought back on the stories your date had told about his exes, ”no, two minutes, and say you're coming to pick me up because my mom had a stroke when she was hanging out with your mom.” he bit back a laugh at the lie, ”okay y/n. see you in a few.”

leaving the bathroom, you smiled at your date who stood up when you sat down and followed suit. if it weren't for his massive ego and narcissistic personality he'd put on display during the duration of the date, he'd be the perfect gentleman. unfortunately for him, it wasn't something you could get over.

you faked interest in what he was saying until the rather familiar ringtone started buzzing your phone. ”i'm so sorry, i should take this.” the man across from you nodded simply. you slid the green across the bottom of the screen and put the phone up to your ear. ”uhm, hey y/n.”

”hi ted, what's up?” you weren't trying to emphasise ted's name but a glance over at your date told you that somehow you did. still, you pressed your finger down on the volume button so the man could hear what was going on. ”listen, your mom is on her way to the hospital..” you gasped. ”what? what happened?” across the table, the man looked equally as horrified as the show you were putting on. ted quickly muttered out the stupid story, which for once, was believable. ”can you come get me?” you ask, and your date looked confused. ”yeah, your location is still on, i'll be there in five.” with a quick nod and a sniffle of a fake tear, you bid him goodbye.

turning back to your date, you blink a few times. ”i'm sorry, i have to go.” he stands up as you do, and does a mini bow. ”i understand. we should reschedule.” you open your mouth to say something but then you close it and just walk away. there would be no second date, much to his dismay.

you weren't standing outside long when ted slowed and pulled over. ”c'mon.” at seeing his face, you smiled and ran around to the other side of the truck and you mumbled ”thank god.” as you shut the door. ted patted a small pile of clothes on the console between you both. ”i figured you'd want to change.” he keeps his eyes on the road, but he can still feel the glow of your eyes and your smile. reaching for the clothes, he lifts his arm so you can take them. ”thank you teddy.”

”did you get to eat?” he asks, and he's trying so hard to focus on the road when in his peripherals, he can see you sliding the straps of your dress off and down your body, leaving you with the dress hung around your hips and your upper half on almost full display. ”no, i couldn't have dealt with sitting through a meal with that guy.” you laugh dryly, pulling the large t-shirt over your head. he blinks away the mental image of your breasts in your lacy bra. ”alright, we'll stop at this new place i saw last week.” you nod, and start pulling the dress the rest of the way down, exposing your thighs and god this was going to be the death of him, your matching panties. ”sounds good.” your voice is a little out of breath because you're trying to pull the sweats around your hips in the seat and his mind wanders for a second. when he gets another glance at you, you're pulling your hair out of the style it was in to let it fall freely and you're wearing a shirt much too big for you with a hoodie in your lap.

you end up at a pullout with your food, talking about how shitty your date was. ”ted you would not believe how much he had to say about his exes! he described each reason they broke up and even though it was his fault or he was in the wrong, he blamed them! he was such a prick.” your voice is exasperated and you take another bite of the food in your lap, making ted chuckle. ”yeah, maybe you should stop going on blind dates.”

taking a moment to swallow your food, you raise your finger. ”you're probably right about that.”

”of course i'm right.”

you lean forward and punch his shoulder. ”find me a decent boyfriend, and then i'll stop going on these stupid blind dates.” he couldn't lie, that hurt a little bit. but then again, there's no time like the present. ”date me then. that would solve your issue, right?”

”i'll be back in ten, alright?” you nod and your boyfriend kisses the top of your head before leaving your apartment and shooting you a smile on his way out the door. you'd completely forgotten about the fact that you were on the phone and they had to clear their throat to get your attention again. ”sorry– were you saying something?” you say with a sniffle at the end of your sentence. ”yeah but now i'm on something else.”

ted had gone out to get you more tissues and cough drops and more frozen pizzas because in the last week you'd come down with a cold and despite how much you told him he didn't have to go to the store, he did. he was just that boyfriend.

”right okay, what is it?” you ask, snuggling back down into the sofa, blanket pulled right up to your chin. ”okay your boyfriend ted, he looks like that one guy from uh,” they snapped their fingers a few times as if trying to order the memory back to mind. ”two-ish years ago, remember? at the lynx lounge-bar?” the air you exhaled came out almost as a laugh. ”first of all, how do you remember that?.. and second, you'd have to show me a picture 'cause i don't remember it.” they scoffed, before sliding out of the call to find it. ”give me like five minutes.” you used your hands to push yourself off the couch, ”while you're doing that, i'm gonna go make tea.”

”okay."

”aha! i fooouuund it! y/n!” you your phone up from the counter, shaking your head at your friend. ”yes? did you find it?” that question comes out a little more sarcastic than you intended but this was one of your close friends, it didn't really matter. ”yeah, i found more than one. they're sending right now.” your lips form into a little 'o', and you tap out of the facetime call to open your text messages.

to say you were surprised was an understatement. it was ted in the photos with you. one with your head buried into his shoulder while he struggles to hold you up. another at a booth with you sitting on his lap, surrounded by your at-the-time large group of friends and one or two of his. your jaw seemed to drop farther after each picture. the third was horribly shot, with you and ted laughing while trying to dance. then the fourth was actually a video, music blasted but still you could hear your own giggles into ted's arm and shoulder and neck as he jumped around to the song with you on his back. you guys were wasted wasted. ”oh my god.” you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding in. ”that is him. at least, it looks like him. uh,” glancing up at the time, ted should be home any minute, you smile. ”how did you remember that, damn.” your question isn't rhetoric but it's still a statement and you tap back into the call to see your friend, muted, laughing their ass off. ”unmute yourself you whore.” again, they burst into a fit of laughter but this time you can hear all of it. ”i'm hanging up.” you say and they put a hand up in defense, ”wait–” wheezing. ”WAIT BITCH,” a cough and attempt to catch a breath. ”does he know?” you smile, sniffling, trying to bite back the laughs that want so badly to escape. ”he will when he gets home, and when he does i'm hanging up on you–” your eyes flick up to the turning of the door handle and you wave at your phone. ”bye bitch.” the last thing you hear is a cut-off gasp before you end the call.

”hey teddy,” you coo, tossing your phone onto the other end of the couch, pulling the blankets snug around your middle. ”hi sweetheart. you alright?” it never failed to amaze you how often ted would ask if you were alright. ”yeah, just got off the phone with f/n.” you smile as he marches over to you, leaning down for a quick kiss before continuing on to set the bag of goods on the table. ”oh, anything interesting?” he wasn't even looking at you, he was moving items from the table to the cabinets but he was still invested in what was happening despite having only been gone for ten minutes. ”yeah actually,” you start to trail off, thinking about the right words to say. unfortunately, nothing comes of your short contemplation so you just blurt it out. ”do you remember being at the lynx lounge-bar approximately two years ago?..” your voice dies out at how specific the question sounds as you say it. ted's head turns to you and his face is scrunched up in confusion. he sets the last item down on the counter and steps closer to the back of the couch, leaning over you. ”maybe. why?”

maybe you did sound a little crazy to him, because what reason would you have for bringing up something he barely remembered? ”just something f/n mentioned is all.” you didn't smile, although your voice gave away how excited you were. ”okay y/n what's going on? am i about to get sniped or ambushed?” despite his serious-ish tone, you knew he was joking. still, you rolled your eyes at him, and reached across the couch for your phone. ”i was there that night.” you voiced, opening the photos that f/n had sent you. ”and you're never gonna believe this teddy, we,” you looked back up from your phone at him and gestured between the two of you with your index finger, ”were there together.” you turn your phone to face him with a smile on your face.

”what? there's no way.” he got up close to the back of the couch to look at your phone screen. his eyes seemed to have been lost in the pixels. ”that is you, right?” you ask, pointing to the man in the picture who is most obviously your boyfriend. ”yeah, i just, wow. talk about fate.” he smiles, eyes still on the photo. ”almost like an invisible string, huh?” he asks, standing up and moving to stand behind you, hands on your shoulders. ”yeah, like an invisible string.” you mutter as he leans over, placing a small kiss atop your head. ”and y'know y/n, if the universe wanted us to be together so badly, we should make sure it's forever right?” he asks, and watches as you straighten your back and turn around where you're sat. ”oh?” you already knew what this was about, all your friends knew, your family knew, his audience knew how badly he wanted to marry you. ”just a heads up sweetheart.” he headed back for the kitchen to get you more medicine to take.