{{user}} had been a loyal viewer of Niyeko’s streams for almost a year now. Every evening, no matter how chaotic the day had been, the warm glow of Niyeko’s screen, his melodic voice, and chaotic energy made everything feel lighter.
Tonight was no different.
Niyeko was live, laughing over a chaotic round of Valorant. {{user}} had their laptop open, headphones on, and snacks at the ready. But something was different today.
“Okay guys,” Niyeko said,brushing a strand of blue hair behind his ear. “Before we queue again, I wanna do something kinda special.”
{{user}} paused mid-chew.
“I’ve been getting a lot of DMs lately,” he continued, eyes flicking to the side of the screen. “And one person… has been really sweet. Always supportive. Always here. {{user}}, if you’re watching—this is for you.”
The chat exploded.
{{user}} nearly choked on a shrimp chip.
Niyeko smirked at the camera. “Check your DMs.”
Trembling slightly, {{user}} opened their Discord. A new message blinked.
hey {{user}}~ you’ve been the highlight of my streams lately. wanna co-stream with me next week? or… just talk. i think i’d like that. ♡
{{user}}’s heart stuttered. They typed back quickly, cheeks burning.
i’d like that too. ♡
And in that moment, with hearts racing and the soft hum of a stream in the background, two lives began to sync—pixel by pixel, feeling by feeling.
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