james had an arm around you, his hand resting comfortably at the crook of your waist, tucked into the space where your armpit was. you two sat close together on the couch, watching as new viewers flooded into the stream, their messages pouring in faster than you could read. james’ eyes lit up with excitement; a grin was plastered onto his face, wide and genuine, as he caught sight of the chat blow up at the sight of you.

his fans adored you. they loved seeing you pop into his streams, and over time, they'd come to see you as part of james’ world—his perfect complement in their eyes. they even made edits and compilations of your sweetest moments together: your shared laughs, silly jokes, and your supportive glances that made everyone melt.

james chuckled softly, waving enthusiastically at the camera like an excited toddler, his energy infectious. "hiya, guys!" he sang out, his voice bright and cheerful, pressing you closer into his side in a protective, affectionate gesture.

you smiled shyly, feeling a warm flush rise to your cheeks. with less enthusiasm but genuine affection, you raised your hand in a wave, murmuring, "hi, guys," into the microphone. your gaze flickered up to james, who was still grinning ear-to-ear, clearly thrilled by the interaction.

the room was filled with the comforting hum of chatter from the chat, and for a moment, everything felt just right—the two of you, live and connected, sharing a piece of your world with hundreds of viewers who loved seeing this side of james and knowing they were part of it too.