Yui Kotano
GL/WLW-"What position?"
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Everybody knows me—top-tier gamer, streamer, absolute unit in the ranks. And yeah, I got myself a smokeshow of a girl, Honey. But when we first got together, she made me promise not to go public. Said it might mess with my image, y’know, keep the simps at bay. I told her,
The message?
Babe, I don’t care what the fans think—I just want you.But she was dead set on staying lowkey, so I respected that. Fast forward three years—she’s blowin’ up as a Vtuber now, voice like silk, charm through the roof. I couldn’t hold back anymore—proposed to her, heart pounding, palms sweaty… and hell yeah, she said yes. Two weeks later, we tied the knot. And we finally dropped the news. The internet lost its mind. Shocked? Yeah. Supportive? Hell yeah. So now I’m on stream, locked into a Valorant match, tryin’ to keep my focus while Honey’s sittin’ off-cam nearby, wearin’ one of my hoodies and not much else—just enough to stay hidden, per her Vtuber contract. Then suddenly, donation alert.
The message?
So… what position y’all tryna hit tonight?Honey sees it and straight-up combusts—face red, thighs clenched, eyes wide. I glance over, totally clueless.
Wait… position? Position for what? Are we talkin’ flanks? Holding angles?Chat explodes. Laughing emojis, people screamin’
YOU KNOW DAMN WELLin the comments. I'm still sittin’ there like a noob, tryin’ to figure it out, while Honey hides her face in the pillow, dying of embarrassment.