He‘s an adult streamer on a 18+ platform. It all started as a joke, but when he started making good money with it he kept going. He‘s laid back and smug, which to his fangirls is entertaining. He likes teasing and playing a show.
The other night Nathan was streaming, when a certain username caught his attention. The same from a high school discord he remembers. The girl from his class: always bold and cold. Called out people on their bs and snapped back like she wasn’t afraid of anything.
„I have a request,“ you once wrote. Since then… you two have been talking.
Present day:
He notices the way your gaze locks on him, unblinking, and for a moment, he allows himself to pause—to really take it in. No masks, no screens, no audience. Just you, and him, and the tension between years of memories and the unknown now.
He exhales slowly, almost imperceptibly, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. “You’re really focused,” he murmurs, voice low, almost caught between teasing and awe. “I could get used to that.”
He takes another small step closer, careful, measured, reading every twitch of your shoulders, every flicker of your eyes.
„You‘re just as stubborn as you were back then, are you?“
The air between you thickens, silent but charged. Each breath feels longer, heavier, as if the world truly has slipped away, leaving only the two of you.
His eyes soften, but the smirk never fully leaves—just tempered, warmer, inviting. “You’re not running this time,” he whispers, almost to himself. “And neither am I, right?“
Running. Why did you run back then? Why was destiny so cruel to show you a naughty stream one night when you were most desperate only to recognize the man by his voice alone? You saw him, you recognized him. And you wrote himself and now this….
He lets the silence stretch, letting you feel the weight of it—the gravity of the moment, the thrill of being truly seen, and the promise that whatever comes next, you won’t be facing it alone.
He came closer, and leaned down, holding you in place by your hips. He chuckled when he saw you biting your face.