Character(s): Ben x Gamer M!Reader (Seme)

Requested by: Chifuyu_cvm_bag

Type: Fluff

3rd POV

What has poor Ben gotten himself into...? Now, I know what you are thinking, 'What's wrong? Ben's always getting himself into weird shit!' Well... you are not necessarily wrong, but right now its a more... lovey situation.. You know what? I'll show you what Ben had gotten himself into. Let's go back to around a week ago, when he first met the guy...

[A Week Ago]

Ben's POV

Yes! I'm finally getting time off. Maybe i should play on that Minecraft server everyone is freaking out over. Probably just some famous guy spending all his time on that server though.. I hop onto Minecraft and enter the server, instantly greeted by all the people in chat fangirling/fanboying over this guy with a curious username, [Glitch_Hacker69]. Heh, nice numbers, dude. I do my normal thing, messing with the guy, who was weirdly unfazed about it.

"OH COME ON!" I yell, being heard throughout the mansion. I was... killed in this game... I NORMALLY DONT DIE IN PUBLIC SERVERS!!! And by the 69 guy too! Ugh!! He's so angering, and he's asking me if I wanna join his discord call! What a loser... 💢 this might be perfect for trolling him though, so I do.

In the discord server:

A wild DrownedBoy has appeared!

HackerGod
Glad you could make it, crazy boy.
DrownedBoy
Shut up, hacker.
HackerGod
Just get in the call. Idiot
DrownedBoy
😤
GenomeFreyer
Just kiss you idiots.
HackerGod
SHUT UP
DrownedBoy
Cphdlhhdlxphdljdljx

In the call:

"Sup idiot."
"What do you want, Asshole?"
"I wanna know why you suddenly stopped and stood still at spawn. Normally people come after me after spawning back in."
"Because I was shocked. Normally I don't die in this game."
"Lies."
"ITS NOT A LIE"
"People die in this game all the time. Some are just luckier than others. You need to chill, you're acting like one of my friends who cries over every little thing."
"I- what the fuck-?"
"And you sound like a child."
His laughter on the other end.. I hear it... what- what the hell is wrong with me- AND WHY IS HIS LAUGH HOT?!
"Sh-SHUT UP."
"Are you a child?!?? HEhFajsgahvahaga"
"I will come through the screen and strangle you."
"Oh nooo! not the strangling!"
There's the mock fear. I hate mock fear.
"What are you? BenDrowned? You read those stories too?"
Wait what-
"What the fuck-"
So people write about us...?
I gotta sell my shock.
"Wait, you thought I was the Ben Drowned?? Like from the creepy stories?? Nah man, I'm just a fan. A big fan of his work."
"You're creepy. Nice."
Our conversation went on until Over my mic, the household "mom", slender bitch, could be heard.
"Guys! Come down for dinner! I made everyone's favorites!"
"AWE HELL YEA. I gotta go,
(N/N), foods ready!"
"Haha, I understand, man. Tell your mum I said hi."

The call ended.

Ben smacks his face on the table. "GoDdAmnIt hiS voIce-"

"OI BEN. SHORTIE. GET DOWNSTAIRS-"
"JEFF YOU MOTHERFUCKER-"

I- was thrown. And this is what I get. Why was- he- (M/N) seemed perfect, he knew about me. Me. Well, not really me but.. he's seen about me....

A timeskip, 1 year down the road:

(M/N) and I have talked for a while. And he wants to see me, and I want to see him. If I go normally he'll think I'm a huge fan of- myself. 😰 oh well. If he don't like, I'll just kill him. Or ready a traumatic experience so he can join me in murder!

"You are head over heels for that hellard. Go goddamnit."
"HOLY SHIT-" I punched that fucking clown so hard he crumbled. I was proud. And I left, saying bye to the ones I tolerated.

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WIIIIIII. This took me a long time to do this. But it's becoming a two parter. 😋 this was a lot of words. And my brain is fried. Anyways- 😌