Heyyyy...

how y'all doin??

AHH IM SORRY ITS BEEN A WHILE !!! Basically, I had an idea for what I wanted the story to be like up until the last chapter and I wrote until then and just didn't know what to do after 

Not to worry though,, I have not given up on this, even though this chapter is short, the next one is long I promiseeee

Also somehow this fanfic has gotten to 20k reads ???? I was literally so taken aback when I hit 100 reads, 20k is such a massive number and I'm so glad that people are enjoying this. ty all sm :)))

---Sapnap's POV---

I open the door to my room and collapse onto my bed. Jesus Christ.

Y/n slept next to me. I made her breakfast. I gave her my sweater. I bury my face in my hands. Did I come on too strong? The last thing I'd want is to make her uncomfortable, but I couldn't help but want to be around her.

I push down the thoughts. We've been friends for 3 months. I'm not going to ruin this by overthinking.

I sigh, moving in front of my monitor. I right now I have to stream. I'll deal with the rest of this later.

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*Snowflekk has gone live! - Sleep deprived girl talks for 3000 hours and then plays video games*

It's 7 o'clock the next day and the sun is setting when the notification pops up on my screen the next day while editing. I smile and click on it, and am met with a "starting soon" screen.

I lean back in my chair as I wait for the stream to start.

I don't have to wait for long before her screen switches and her facecam turns on, revealing her smiling face and a familiar black pullover. My stomach lurches.

My sweater. She's wearing my sweater.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit

I'm grinning before I know it, staring at my screen. She's curled up in her chair with her knees pulled up in front of her, fiddling with the drawstrings as she speaks. 

She's talking about her stream schedule and how she's going to be posting updates on her discord when she receives a dono question about a plant she has in the background. Her face lights up as she loses track of the original topic, now telling the story of how she almost killed the plant by giving it black cherry seltzer. 

I stare at her face on the screen. Her eyes are sparkling in the way that they do when she talks about the things she loves and I can't help but wonder if they sparkle that way when she talks about me.

I want them to.

I tear my eyes away from the screen. I'm a fucking idiot. And I'm also in love with y/n.