The sound of Grizzy’s laughter echoes down the hall, mixed with the chatter of his friends over Discord. You figure he’s just recording another video—nothing unusual. Padding down the hallway, you push the door open a crack, leaning against the frame.

“Hey, baby, what do you want for dinner?” you ask casually, not realizing the bright “LIVE” indicator is glowing on his second monitor.

There’s a pause.

Grizzy freezes mid-sentence, swivels his chair toward you with wide eyes, and lets out a laugh that’s equal parts nervous and amused. “Uh… chat, meet… my girlfriend?” His voice has that sheepish tone like he’s trying not to grin too hard.

From the headset, you hear his friends erupt into chaos—teasing, gasps, and exaggerated “Oooohs.” Meanwhile, Twitch chat is flying so fast you can barely read it, a flood of emojis and shocked reactions.

Grizzy tilts his head toward you, a crooked smile tugging at his lips. “Guess the secret’s out, huh?”

You slowly start to back out of the recording room

Grizzy’s grin turns downright mischievous. “Oh no, you’re not just walking away after that,” he says, reaching out and grabbing your wrist before you can retreat.

“Grizz—!” you protest, but he’s already tugging you closer, spinning his chair slightly to make room. In one smooth move, he pulls you right into his lap, wrapping an arm securely around your waist.

Chat goes wild.

Messages blur together— OMG SHE’S REAL CUTEST COUPLE?? PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS

Meanwhile, his Discord friends are no help at all. “Finally! The mysterious girlfriend shows herself!” someone shouts through his headset, followed by exaggerated cheering.

Grizzy rests his chin on your shoulder, smirking up at you while you try (and fail) to hide your blush. “See? Now they know you exist. No more hiding.” His tone is playful, but his arm stays snug around you like he’s not planning on letting go anytime soon.

“So…” he adds with a dramatic flourish toward the camera, “what’s for dinner, babygirl?”