Eret x Reader :)

Strawberry Dresses (WARNING: FOUL LANGUAGE, ABUSE)

We stayed on call all day, after I called in to work and said I couldn't come today. I go to the cafe every other day, the off days, I stream. I had already tweeted that I won't be streaming for a few days, because I'm moving, and that wasn't a lie. I would be moving. Just not why you're think. My viewers don't know about my situation. Only Aria and Alastair. We messed around and he stayed on call with me, even when going to the store to get some snacks and blankets for a movie night. My followers on Twitter knew that I was moving, and the Minecraft Youtubers that followed me knew the base of what was going on. They knew I was moving in with Eret, and Dream knew I had an eating disorder, and that's it. I added Aria to the call at some point, around 3 pm, and we goofed around the entire day. And then, 8 pm rolled around. I knew my dad was asleep, so I put my AirPods in so I could still be on call while he was coming to get me, and I could still talk to Aria as I was picked up and brought to my knew home. I knew my father was asleep, and I told them. Eret quickly got in his car to get me, staying on call, and the atmosphere got a lot more tense. A few minutes later, as promised, Alastair arrived and knew not to knock. He told me he was there, so I quickly grabbed my bags and cat and ran quietly down the stairs and to the door. I opened the door, and he was there, a few inches taller than me, tall enough that I had to look up at him. I walked out the door, tearing up, and he grabbed my duffel bag with my clothes. We walked to his car silently, both of us still on call to inform Aria of the situation. We got into his car and I started tearing up.
"Thank you, Alastair."
My eyes overflowed and the tears poured out. All he did was nod and softly smile. I disconnected my AirPods and let Ari know I was safe.
"Sooooo, how DID you two meet?" She asked, completely oblivious.
"Well, you know I've been one of his biggest fans for..." I tried to figure out how long I've watched him. "Basically since he started streaming."
"Actually, same here," he responded. "I remember, July 16 (I made up a random date), a new streamer on Twitch tweeted out that they would start their first stream, and it was a drawing stream."
I blushed that he remembered that.
"God that was such a bad drawing. Wanna see it?" I asked, grinning.
"Wait, you still have it?" The brunette asked, giggling a little.
"Yep, first page of this sketchbook," I said, pulling out the mentioned book. I opened the front cover, and it was a drawing similar to the day before's, Eret on the paper.
"Wow, that's better than I could ever do," he admitted, two Erets looking at me.
"Well, we're here," he stated, pulling up to a beige house with...

A rainbow flag.
"Of course," I stated, looking up at the flag.
"What?" That other two asked, one confused, and the other sounding dramatically insulted.
"He's got a pride flag in front of his house," I explained to the oblivious.
"Well of course I do," he defended.
I giggled at his dramatic tone.
"Let's head in, we can get your bags in a minute," the previously offended now stated.
"Alright, bye Ari."
"Bye, y/n/n (your nickname)."
As we got out of the car I followed the brunette into his house, holding my cat. I was still giggling a little at the goofy fight earlier.
"Hey, what were you buying earlier? You had your camera turned off." I asked.
"Ah, well-"
"MREOW!" Oreo screeched, now awake.
"Oh, haha, he was asleep," I laughed.
He was clawing at my arm, but I was used to it. Eret gave me a slightly worried look, but I smiled up at him, giggling. We went and sat on the couch, and I started laughing even louder. We ended up both in a laughing fit for about 15 minutes. I let Oreo down to run around, and he immediately zoomed down a hallway, into one of the rooms.
"OH SHIT! NOPE!" Eret ran after the cat, me trailing close behind. I soon found out that Oreo had run into Eret's streaming room.
"MREOW! MEOW!" The cat screamed, sitting in the chair placed in front of a desk. He had knocked over a plastic flamingo and was spinning in the chair, not wanting to get out.
"Get your cat out of my chairrrrrrr," he said childishly.
I found the crown he wears on stream and put it on.
"Bow down to your queen/king/royal highness!" I exclaimed, expecting a childish response.
Instead, he bowed like requested, winking at me. I turned bright pink, my face burning. Turns out he saw this, and stood up, looking at me, took my hand, and asked for a royal kiss. I stuttered out a 'yes,' and he kissed my hand. (CONSENT IS P O G)
My cheeks, ears, and fingertips grew bright red. He let go of my hand and took the crown, and placed it on Oreo, who hissed at the touch, but then licked the man's hand. He mouthed 'what do I do???' and I just responded with "let him, or he'll bite you." We goofed around for a few minutes, and then my phone ringed. I stepped out of the room, giggling, and then stopped immediately when I saw the caller. 'Bitch of a "dAd"'. I looked back into the room with a 'oh shit what do I do' look, and he immediately knew what was going on. He stepped out with me, leaving the confused cat alone. I picked up, but didn't say anything, because I knew what was about to happen. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" The man on the other line yelled.
"I-I'm at a friend's house," I responded, scared he would track me.
"WELL I WOKE UP TO A CAR DRIVING AWAY! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!" The man yelled.
"BECAUSE YOU WOULD HIT ME! AND YOU WOULD YELL! AND I JUST WANTED A NIGHT WITHOUT IT! SO I WENT TO A FRIEND'S HOUSE!" I yelled back, without realizing what I'd done.
After a few moments of silence, I realized what I'd done. The man in front of me looked at me, shocked and worried, and the man on the phone sounded as if he would hunt me down and kill me on the spot. Eret took the phone from me, leaving me shocked.
"Well sir, I want you to know your daughter/son/child is in good hands, and won't be hurt or starved," the brunette responded to the yelling of a sad excuse of a 'father.'
"I'L LET YOU KNOW-"
"No, I will let you know that abuse is not to be taken lightly, and it is inexcusable. Your child will be staying with me until you sort your shit out," he interrupted.
This left the other two people in shock, on furious and the other thankful.
Eret hung up and blocked the number.
"Fucking finally. Been waiting to do that all day," the brunette said, angry and tired.
We laughed and walked back to the couch after I grabbed Oreo, scared after the yelling. We sat on the couch, and Eret pulled a back off the coffee table.
"So, I know you've been wondering what I got. And this is it."
After being handed the bag, I looked inside and was amazed at what I saw.
"I know it's not identical, but a pretty close fit. You know how I asked for your measurements? That's why."
It was a strawberry dress, nearly identical to the one Eret had, except it was f/c instead of pink (if your fav color is pink just make it white).
"I..." I tried to find words, but couldn't. I now realized why he had been off camera most of the call. I couldn't figure out what else to do, so I hugged him, though my arms only wrapped around the middle of his torso.
"Also, I have a fun day planned. We can do it whenever you'd like, but it takes a full day, so you need ✨r e s t✨." The male stated, adding jazz hands at the end.
"Alright, but can we watch some movies?" I asked, not wanting to sleep. I felt this was just a dream, and didn't want to wake up.
"Alright, let me grab some stuff," he said, getting up.
I carefully folded the dress beck into the bag and placed it on the table. Oreo was asleep in my lap, so I just scooted to the side when I saw him with the pillows and blankets.
"Snacks?" He asked, knowing my answer.
"But, they'll make me-"
"Ah-ah-ah, no. They will not make you fat. Your father is a son of a bitch who's mum would be disappointed in him, that salty ass motherfucker.
He sat down after he grabbed snacks, and we shared a blanket, sitting right next to each other. We decided on Tangled.

Eret POV:
We watched Tangled, but halfway through, I heard light snoring. I looked down to see Y/n sleeping on my shoulder, the cat asleep on them. I turned of the TV and layed my head on theirs, not waking them up, but falling asleep as well.