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As you let out a deep sigh, setting up the camera

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As you let out a deep sigh, setting up the camera. You felt the blood rush to your body as your hands shook lightly.

You placed on a smile and waved at the small camera at the corner of the top table.

"Hey, guys." You said and pursed your lips nervously. "So today's video, it's a bit different. But I am going to be pranking Brock." Shit. You didn't like it. "I know you guys have been requesting this for a year and the reason why I didn't want to do this was because I was scared that my relationship with my boyfriend will end badly. If this goes wrong, this goes to you guys." You chuckled at your words and slightly shook your head. Then, you continued but heard a small noise at the back as you frowned. "Anyways, like I said this is different. So I'm going to use my knuckles instead of makeup to make it more realistic. I've seen this trend on TikTok where you pinch your cheek or anywhere and it becomes like a hickey!" You instructed and bit the inside of your cheek as you checked the time.

Your eyes widened and instantly you looked at the camera, moving it into a better place so your boyfriend wouldn't find the camera.

"Oh, crap. Brock is coming in ten minutes." You informed the fans and started to pinch your neck aggressively as time goes by.

With a mirror in front of you, you checked out the hickeys and cursed your breath. Then, placing back the mirror to where it was before, you pursed your lips and swallowed hard as you clutched your hands tightly.

As you sat on the couch with a phone in your hand, you looked at the camera and gave it hurt yet funny look.

Bouncing your leg rapidly, you heard the doorknob riddle and the click after. You widened your eyes and pinched your palm to calm down.

"Hey, babe." You said, happily and stood up, walking over to him. Before you went him, you made over to cover your neck with your hair so he wouldn't see the hickey that fast.

Brock smiled as he placed his bags down. "Hi, baby. What did you make?" He pecked your lips and hugged you for a bit.

"I made your favourite." You stated, wiggling your brows and he cocked his eyebrow at you.

"Really? What did I do?" He stated and asked you. You laughed and shrugged.

Then, it was time. As you slowly flew your hair to the side, you swallowed hard and felt his gaze on you while you made your way to the couch again, giving the camera a look.

"Um, babe? What is that?" He pointed at my neck and I frowned to seem like I didn't know what he was talking about.

"What? What're you talking about?" You told him and touched your hair softly.

He walked closer to your side and sat beside you, looking deeply to your neck. While he frowned and darted his eyes back and forth to you and the hickeys, you pursed your lips and bounced your leg nervously.

"Are you cheating on me?" Shit.

You widened your eyes and opens up your lips in shock. "What? Brock, I am not cheating on you!" You reasoned but he frowned and scoffed at you.

"Then, what the fuck is that?" He pointed at your neck again and stood up, picking him his voice a bit higher.

You pursed your lips and stammered, not knowing what to say until you found a lie to use.

"I must've burned myself. Brock, I am not cheating-" you glanced at him and also stood up, crossing your arms.

"Y/N." He gave you a stern look as he cut you off. You exhaled and roughly ran your hand across your face.

"Fine, I did." You immediately saw the look on his face. "I'm sorry. Brock, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry." You quivered your chin and tried to touch his arm but he backed himself away.

"With who?" He said quietly and you stammered, having no idea what man popped up in your mind and if you said his teammate, you knew Brock could've killed him the next time he saw him walking down the streets. But he roughly shook his head, stopping you from talking again. "Seven years, Y/N. Seven years and you do this to me? I can't believe you." He declaimed and frowned in disbelief at you.

"Babe, I-"

"Don't call me babe. I'm out of here." He cut you off again and you exhaled sharply, biting the inside of your cheek.

Shit.

"Babe. Brock!" You shouted to catch his attention but he ignored you, grabbing his bags.

As you ran to get the camera, you grabbed it and cursed under your breath a million times while your boyfriend left outside. You followed him and stopped him.

"Brock! Look." You stated and caught his attention to you and then the camera.

"Why are you recording me?" He asked you and suddenly stopped his movements.

You chuckled, "I'm pranking you, Brock. This is a prank. I never cheated on you." You glanced at him and noticed the sadness in his eyes before you told him it was a prank.

He sighed and dropped his bags, kneeling as he covered his face with his hands. You felt bad so you carefully placed the camera on the floor and kneeled beside him.

"I'm sorry." You whispered to him and hugged him but he didn't hug you properly until he finally did it, wrapping his arms around your body. "I'm sorry. Everyone's been requesting this for a long time." You responded and felt him shift uncomfortably.

"Is the hickeys real?" He said as he pulled away so he can see the hickeys one more time and you chuckled at his words, shaking your head.

"No, I just pinched myself." You replied, touching your neck to dissolve the hickeys but you knew it was going to take time. You sweetly smiled at him and saw his eyes sparkle with happiness.

"They look so real." He murmured and trailed his finger across your neck, sending you shivers.

"I know. And I'm sorry. I love you." You hugged him and rubbed his back.

"I love you too, babe." He mumbled onto your shoulder and kissed it sweetly.

"Come on, it's cold." You said and grabbed his hand before he brought his bags with him and the camera also. He gave it to you and you thanked him before you placed the camera in front of you guys.

"Ok, guys. I told Brock the truth and that is it. We're fine. Um, I will see you soon. Bye, guys!" You and Brock waved at the camera. You closed down, stopping the recording completely.

"You really scared me, Y/N. I thought you actually cheated on me." He held his chest and chuckled under his breath.

"You know I would never do that." You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close.

"True." He nodded and kissed your forehead before hiding his head in the crook of your neck. You laughed and gently rubbed his back as he hummed, vibrations going through your body.

"I love you so much, Y/N. That I will marry you one day and have our own kids together who will look like you." He murmured against your shoulder and you grinned widely.

And it happened.

You guys got married within a year later of seven years of dating. And now, you are currently expecting twins coming soon. You guessed that his words became true.

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