/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

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>You awaken to a dimly lit room, taking in the softness of the bed you lie on while reminiscing of the events from earlier in the day
>Taking in a deep breath, the scent of the room fills your nostrils
>It unmistakably smells like Botan
>Come to think of it, she did say she was preparing dinner before you feel asleep
>You decide to get up and go check on her
>Unfortunately, the sudden soreness of your muscles prevents you from doing so
>All you manage is to turn onto your side and let out a small groan
>"Shh!"
>The sudden noise brings your attention back to the room your reside in
>Botan is sitting at her desk, the light from her computer monitors illuminating her face, staring at you, her ears flattened and a finger held up to her lips
>She narrows her eyes at you then points to the nightstand beside you before turning back to her computer and returning to a cheerful face
>"Sorry, felt a sneeze coming on."
>Now that you had time to take in the sight, it's obvious that she's streaming
>Alongside that, you also notice that monitors are currently the only source of light in the room
>Botan explained to you multiple times the dangers of gaming in the dark, chastising you whenever she caught you doing it
>The fact she's doing it now is quite surprising
>Perhaps she was doing it for your sake as to not wake you up
>You turn your attention to the nightstand
>Atop it is a plate bearing a meal lightly covered with plastic wrap along with a carefully placed note on top
>You sit up and grab the note, looking at its cover
>"To Anon <3"
>You fold the note open and read its contents
>"Here's you dinner, Anon, I hope you enjoy it. Just make sure to keep the noise down, I'll probably be streaming by the time you wake up."
>"Love, ししろん <3"
>It's impressive how much efforts she puts into drawings those intricate hearts
>You set down the note and grab your lioness-prepped dinner
>Luckily, your meal is still warm
>You get started on your food, taking you time to keep the noise you make to a minimum
>While slowly eating your meal, you simply watch Botan streaming to an audience numbering in the thousands
>The wide smile she displays along with her hearty giggles while interacting with her audience warms your heart
>It's easy to see she truly enjoys entertaining her fans
>As you take another bite, Botan takes a peek over to you with an inquiry in her eyes
>You flash her a thumbs up, gesturing to the dinner in your lap
>A light shade of pink appears on her cheeks as she gives you a content grin before directing her attention back to the computer
>...
>A few hours have passed, your meal has long been finished
>You've been biding your time just lying on the bed, watching the cute lioness go about her business of streaming, occasionally catching her peeking at you from the corner of her eye
>By now, she's reading of the last of her superchats and saying her goodbyes for the night
>After a few clicks of the mouse, Botan lets out a long sigh while leaning back in her chair
>She swivels her chair to face you
>"Sorry you had to keep quiet for that, you know how it is. Hopefully dinner made up for that, though."
>"It was amazing! I'll have to make it up to you sometime."
>A sly grin creeps onto her face
>"How about you make it up now?"
>Botan gets up from her seat and makes her way to the bed, taking off her coat, shoes, and necklace along the way
>She reaches the side of the bed and flips the blanket off of you
>You try to lean up, but Botan stops you, putting a hand on your chest
>"Just stay there, 'kay?"
>She crawls over you to your far side, laying down beside you
>She pulls the blanket back over the both of you
>Her hands loop around your chest, pulling your back into her bosom
>Finally, she calms down, holding you tightly as her body matches the shape of yours, supporting it from behind
>While spooning, its hard not to notice the fact that Botan has a few inches over you in height
>Normally the thought never crosses your mind, but with her right up against your body, her head resting above yours while her feet trail off farther down below, you can't help but think about her
>Botan nuzzles into the back of your head, letting out a soft, warm breath that flows over your ear
>"Streaming is more tiring than it seems, especially this late at night,"
>Her arms squeeze on your chest with the faintest bit of force
>"So you're gonna make up the dinner by helping me rest up, just like this."
>You pull your arms up, gently placing your hands upon hers
>She pulls you in tighter, nuzzling the back of your head even more
>The computer, detecting inactivity, automatically puts itself into sleep mode, turning off the monitors with it and plunging the room into a serene darkness
>Botan slips her fingers in between yours, curling her fingers around the back
>"Nighty night, Anon."
>You return the gesture by gently squeezing back
>"Goodnight, Botan."