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Smg4 walks into the room, already hearing Mariokart gameplay and spamming of buttons. He looks forward, seeing a familiar purple hat peeking from behind the couch. He softly smiles, recognizing the fashion sense of his guardian partner. The blue meme guardian walks around the piece of furniture, trailing his eyes to the person sitting on the other end of it and seeing Smg3, as expected.
"Hey, Smg3!" he greets the other, plopping himself on the spot next to the purple meme guardian and making himself comfortable, snacking on some Pocky as he watched the other play. Smg3 made a sound of acknowledgement, clearly focused on his game, being in second place and all.
A few minutes of watching Smg3 play go by, and Smg4 decides to busy himself with mumbling out criticisms about the former villain's play style. "Should've used the mushroom there..." he muttered quietly, unaware that the other could hear everything he'd said in that past five minutes.
Smg3 grumbled, the mix of Smg4 eating snacks loudly and his unwanted criticisms made him slightly scatterbrained— Smg3 listening to Smg4's remarks about what he should've done, making him focus on that more, then immediately not notice a green shell coming directly for him. A green shell, of all things! Finally, he's fed up with it all, huffing frustratedly as he paused the game, placing the controller on the couch's arm rest. Oh, he was playing with bots—?
Smg4 raises an eyebrow as Smg3 pauses the game, turning his head to find the purple meme guardian reaching out for his face and glaring at him. He leans back, though he doesn't move away. He stares at the man nervously before he feels the other's gloved hands cupping his cheeks. He blushes as Smg3 wordlessly leans his head forward— and to his surprise, opens his mouth and closes it, biting down on the pocky that was sticking out of his mouth.
"Ah— Th.. Three?" he sputtered out.
Smg3 pauses for a moment, observing the YouTuber's face before pulling away causally, picking up the controller he had put down and unpausing the game, chewing on the breadstick contently. He continued to play, acting as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, Smg4 sat there, stupidly smiling in shock as he tries to process what had just happened.
Smg3 continued on with his game, now being uninterrupted by a certain blue meme guardian. Though, he occasionally snuck quick glances to the other in between games, seeing his slightly pink face made him all the more flustered. Maybe he's distracted himself more by doing that after all.