DMMD X Readers-mostly nsfw

Noiz X Reader- The Legend

Now was not a time to be focusing on anything else but the screen.

You watched as your player was fully devoted to a particularly hard part in your game of League of Legends.  Oh, by the way, a friend was here.

Noiz seemed invested enough in playing with you too, but for some reason you felt like you're being watched...

If it was him, you didn't really mind. If he wanted to be something more than friends it wouldn't really be a problem either, I mean, he was fairly cute but an asshole at times....

Were you really focusing? Not as much as before with thoughts swimming around like this.

It came to a point where it affected your gameplay. Making yourself focus even harder backfired, making a sly smirk crawl at the boy's lips.

Forest-green eyes watched as your flustered figure started to calm down a bit.

These eyes...they watched everything. Your fingers flicking away on the controller, the look of determination on your face, how you were doing in game. A moment's worth of silence was cut by a familiar voice.

"You're doing it wrong. Try this." Noiz crawled up behind you, pressing his chest to your back as he wrapped his arms around your hands, guiding your fingers over the controller.

Things were going so smoothly...he was right. So you simply nod and let him take over from there.

"Hey...this is your account anyway, what the hell am I doing helping you?" He shook his head as he eventually let go.

"Yeah....so?" Was a confused answer.

"It defeats the purpose of you playing on it, duh." He gently tapped your head. "I think someone's been playing too much."

"I think I should be the one saying that, you were playing when I go here, nerd." You roll your eyes as you decide to turn everything off.

Maybe he was right, it had been a few hours anyway, and it was getting late...

"Unless you want to play other games. In my bed." He mutters, getting up.

"What?"

"Nothing."