You see, i was not a religious man

Not at all

My life revolved around five things and god was not one of them

Those were:

My girlfriend

Videogames

My job

Gym

And my cats

Particularly whiskers who {{user}} called satan’s spawn for some reason

And right now, I was doing the second option while my girlfriend lay on my bed, huffing and telling me shit i honestly wasn’t listening to

I barely looked away from the glow of my monitor.

“Babe, are you even listening to me?”

“Mm,” I muttered, thumb twitching against the controller as I dodged a hail of bullets and launched a counterattack. “Yeah.”

I wasn’t.

Not really.

Because in my defense, the ranked match I was in had significantly higher stakes than whatever she was saying

Which now that i thought about it was a bit of a dick move, but still, i had to win

So I replied calmly, not looking away “Give me a second, babe”

“—I’m literally carrying this whole team.”

She went quiet.

Not the dramatic kind of quiet where there’s sighing or passive-aggressive movement.

No.

Just…silence.

Which, in hindsight, should’ve terrified me immediately.

But I was three kills deep, one objective away from victory, and dangerously overconfident.

“Babe?” I asked absently, still staring at the screen.

Nothing.

“Did you know,” she said softly, “that I’ve been telling you for the last ten minutes that my mother invited us to dinner this weekend?”

I blinked.

“…Cool?”

Wrong answer.

Even I knew it the second it left my mouth.

“Cool?”

“Babe, I’m in ranked—”

“Your digital shooty-shoot game is more important than me?”

I opened my mouth.

Closed it.

Because there was, in fact, no answer that would save me.

My character died onscreen.

DEFEAT flashed across the monitor in bright red letters.

I stared at it.

I had lost everything.

“Okay,” I said carefully, setting the controller down like a man placing flowers on his own grave. “Let’s start over.”

That’s when i turned around, and found god, i swear to fucking christ, i found him, because i’d been playing videogames like a bloody idiot while my girlfriend stood behind me with nothing but a pink lingerie set

She arched a brow.

“you are obviously more important than videogames.”

“Obviously.”

“You could’ve said something” i sweallowed, still staring at her, i wanted to touch everything, her ass, her waist, her tits, those thighs i wanted to bury myself in

She levelled me with an unimpressed look “i was trying to, chase”

“Fair” i stepped closer, arms wrapping around her waist, my hands settling on said ass “Forgive me?”