gbg oneshots [misfits]

zucklesXreader| bilingual

ship: zucklesXreader [zuckles & (y/n)]
smut: nope
trigger warning: none

disclaimer: this story is a bit tricky

so, you are bilingual, which means when a speech you do is in *'s, you're speaking either your native language if it's not english, or a language you'd wish you could speak.

hope this chapter isn't a pile of steaming hot shit and enjoy!

Mason's POV

Well, this game was fucking shit.

"Cam, I'm not getting any good footage," Toby's frustrated sigh followed his sentence.

"I know! I can't do anything right and no jokes are doing great. I think we should just do Fortnite," Cameron's worried voice echoed in our ears. I looked up and saw someone named (y/ig/n aka your in-game name) join our team.

"That.. looks like a girl," I whispered and Jay clapped, showing us he's ready to troll someone.

"Okay, Creamy. Be gentle with her, she might be our only hope," Cam warned, we all followed laughing. It's really depressing to record for 3 hours straight and not get any content worthy of ever seeing the day of light. Okay.. I'm a little bit too high.

The game started with a warm-up. We all left spawn, excluding the other player. She was still picking weapons, making me chuckle. Maybe our video could be 'teaching a girl gamer how to play CS:GO'?

"Hello, (y/ig/n)," Swagger's radio-like voice boomed the game chat. She wasn't still moving.

"Is she afk? Are you kidding me.." Eric's voice lowered and the anger was prominent.

"Calm down, she'll show up eventually," Cam calmed his friend down. Always the kind one. I kept squating in front of the afk one, hoping to get her attention, but nothing. This game sucks..

The warm-up ended and we chose our weapons. (Y/ig/n) was still sitting completely still, annoying the shit out of me.

"Fuckin start plaayyyinnn," I whined, running out of spawn with my friends. We were terrorists this round, all of us running towards A-site.

"Who's got the bomb?" Swagger asked, I looked at the map. The player with the bomb was behind us, I just guessed it was Toby or something. But almost all of the opposing team were waiting for us, our team was falling quickly.

Then, out of nowhere, (y/ig/n) came behind us, running into the incoming fire and yelling something in chat.

"What the.." Cam was so confused, seeing her wipe the bombsite clean, planting the bomb and laughing.

Y/n's POV

"*Yeah, guys! What the fuck is up?*" I yelled, finally getting to play after cleaning my spilled cereal quickly.

"What the.." I heard in my headphones, why are they speaking English? I've never connected with an English team nor server before, maybe they're just bilingual or something.

After killing the last enemy, we respawned and I decided to get my curious ass some answers.

"*You guys (y/nat. aka your nationality), right?*" I picked up my Negev, yea I stick to the OG's.