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Kenma groaned as he died yet again, barely ten minutes after the last time he died.
He hates speed runs, they never fail to stress him out. He hasn't done one in over a year for that exact reason, but ever since he made the mistake of streaming Bloodborne, people have been begging him to speed run it.
A glance at his chat shows flows of messages in support, telling him to just keep trying or pouring in all sorts of strategies, Kenma wants to just ignore all of them and end the damn stream.
'Babe, you good?'
He looks up, how had he missed (Y/N) coming in?
His girlfriend arches a brow at his probably dishevelled state, eyes darting to the screen in silent question.
Kenma can't help but smile at her protective nature. (Y/N) is an absolute sweetheart, most of the time, the rest of it, she's got one hell of a protective streak, and it shows whenever she hears about internet trolls.
'I'm good baby...come here?'
Her expression eases to a small smile as he pats his thigh, sitting back in his chair to make room for her to slide into his lap.
(Y/N) doesn't hesitate, settling across his thighs and sparing chat a small wave as they explode with messages.
»WELCOME TO THE STREAM, MRS KODZUKEN!«
»Our lady has graced us with her presence! We have been blessed«
»Mrs is lookin' fine today!«
Kenma made a point of ignoring them, pressing a kiss to her cheek as she took in the game in front of him. "You're playing bloodborne again?"
"Yeah, they kept demanding I speed run it, it's driving me nuts."
(Y/N) made a face at him. "You hate speed runs."
"I sure do."
Kenma kissed her cheek again, resisting the urge to bury his face in her neck on stream. They haven't talked about PDA on camera yet, she's only just started making appearances on his streams in this way, as opposed to just being a mysterious hand or voice sneaking into his room to give him food.
His community has been welcoming of her, apart from the occasional weirdo that got promptly blocked, but he's not willing to push her too far too soon.
(Y/N) reached for the controller. "Want me to play for a while?"
Kenma nodded, allowing himself to nuzzle gently into her hair. It's something she's been doing on and off ever since they moved in together. If he's getting overwhelmed on stream, she'll take up the controller and keep chat busy while he recharges a little.
She's not necessarily incredible at games, but it keeps chat busy- or so he thought.
"Just get through the game as fast as possible without dying, right?"
"Right...you make it sound do easy."
"It isn't." (Y/N) drawled, staring a new game, and moving with a purpose.
Before his very eyes, (Y/N) tore through the first half of the game with a purpose. She knew exactly what she wanted to develop, where to get what she needed, it was mad!
Chat is exploding with hype as his sweet partner sits in his lap, and absolutely shreds a speed run that's been driving him nuts all day!
Kenma watched the clock, gaping as she started the final battle after less than forty minutes, idly talking to chat as she did it!
Once she was done, she put the controller down, sheepishly realising what she'd just done as she turned to ger boyfriend.
"...oops?"
Kenma felt like a fish out of water, mouth agape, his thoughts tumbling out without filter.
"That is the hottest thing anyone's ever done."
(Y/N) giggled, sheepishly hiding her face from the camera. She looks so innocent, but Kenma knows better.
He knows, because her ass is pressed to his hard-on.
Her eyes are alight with mischief, cheeks dusted pink, the very picture of a girl who's got no idea what she just did. An act, of course.
(Y/N)'s no ditsy pushover, and the subtle way she adjusts herself in his lap says everything. He's been in here too long.
Without much warning, Kenma ends the stream without much of a goodbye, and scoops his lover into his arms, gaming chair rolling backward as (Y/N) giggles, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Finally, thought you'd never get the hint!" (Y/N) huffed, wrapping her legs around his waist, pressing herself closer as she brushed kisses to his pale neck. "I missed you all day!"
"Did you?" Kenma purred, palming the soft skin of her ass and thighs under the loose shorts she likes to wear around the house, wearing those pretty marks on her thighs with pride. "How can I make up for it, pretty girl?"
"I can think of a few ways..." (Y/N) purred, smiling as he carried her into the bedroom, gently pressing her onto the bed, sheets crumpling around her. "Come here and I'll show you, handsome."