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Hiyoyo ✔︎ @hioyo
Stream starts in 5 minutes, tryna rank up today
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Hiori adjusted the camera and microphone before settling down in his seat, smile on his face. His finger clicked on the mouse and he started the stream.
“Heya! Welcome to any new viewers and welcome back to the regulars, it's nice to see y'all again!” After the brief welcome hiori clicked on the ‘start ranked match’ button and continued to talk to chat while effortlessly eliminating every player one by one, you would feel sorry for how fast they were getting wiped out.
There's a few reasons why hiori is so loved in the streaming community. The cyan haired boy has managed to gather a little over ten million followers on twitch due to these two factors. First, there's no doubt about it that hiori is beautiful. His big owl-like eyes portrayed innocence, like he was a being so delicate a mere touch to the skin would shatter him into pieces. Adding on, his pale skin was so radiant it made the boy look angelic till the point you'd have to turn down your screen’s brightness. His looks resembled that of a porcelain doll.
Secondly, his playstyle in PvP games was ruthless. The doll-like boy was elegant in his plays but yet when a bullet or a knife strikes something, a zombie, a player, a bot, it didn't matter as long as it hit something, he kept grinning like he enjoyed seeing the gory graphics of blood splattering across the screen, even the cries of help coming from some of the bots couldn't stop his smile from widening. Despite his innocent looks, his merciless gameplay told a whole different story about him.
-hio’sbiggestfan: how the flip can one look so perfect while being so ruthless.
-mikagecorpplspaymybills: hio your play style is unforgiving are you heartless??? Let the poor opponents stand a chance 😭
-nagiwasnoteliminated: what game are you playing? Looks interesting
“Oh! The games name is-” hiori’s voice got cut off by the door creaking open.
“Yo? Dinner is ready.” A deep voice called out endearingly, not one of a family member but one laced with something more intimate.
Hiori scrambled to cover his camera and turn off his mic but it was too late as the owner of the mysterious voice inched closer, all he managed to do was poorly cover the lens of the camera with his hand, the gaps between his fingers showing Hiori’s panicked expression.
“I'm streaming! I'm streaming!” He blurted out before the voice could say anything else, footsteps were heard as Hiori slowly uncovered his lens and took a deep sigh.
“Alright sorry guys we have to end the game early today, have a great day everyone, see you next stream.” He greeted before hitting the end steam button, ignoring the flood of comments questioning about the man who called out to him.
“Sorry did I interrupt?” the same voice spoke, the voice belonging to none other than the soccer player Rin Itoshi. First known for being the prodigy Sae Itoshi’s brother, then later got multiple nicknames of his own like the puppet master or the destroyer.
“No, not at all!” The cyan haired boy replied while picking up his chopsticks and looking at the fine selection of food the younger itoshi had made. To others Rin was the soccer player, the untouchable ice prince, or even the bitchy emo teammate. But to Hiori he was just Rin. His Rin. Nobody else's.
Rin and Hiori's first meeting was in blue lock, when they had met in the first selection they formed an instant bond as they both enjoy horror, later they got closer and during their two week break they spent the whole time calling and playing horror games or watching horror movies on call. The point was, they were inseparable since day one. Rin thought of everyone in blue lock as a nuisance, except Hiori, never Hiori.
Soon Hiori got locked off, Rin stayed and became part of the Japan National Team. Hiori gave up on soccer, moved away from his family and started his streaming career. He'd gain followers pretty fast due to his popularity from blue lock and the fact that he had done multiple streams with Isagi and Bachira who were also part of the Japan National Team. Needless to say, he was set from the start.
Now moving on to the present, he's one of the most popular streamers with over 10 million followers.
Hioyo’sfanclubpres @ivanisalive
WHO WAS THE GUY IN HIO’S STREAM TODAY????
Link: link//abc123jdjsmsmjyshenskd
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Nagicomeback @votenayunseo
DID YOU SEE HOW HIO HURRIEDLY TRIED TO END STREAM?? I CAN SMELL THE HOMOSEXUALITY FROM HERE.
Votekimjaehyun @heseliminated
God forbid 2 guys can be friends.
Nagicomeback @votenayunseo
Ok moody much?? Did you not hear the way the guy called hio’s name??? That's not friends that's definitely something else, if you're homophobic just say so.
Votekimjaehyun @heseliminated
I'M LITERALLY GAY MYSELF?? I'M JUST SAYING THAT IT LITERALLY COULD'VE BEEN A FRIEND.
Chenbowencomeback @chenbowenfan
I think the real gay ones are the ones above me.
“Man, I'm stuffed.” Hiori sighed out, leaning back in his chair after eating to his heart’s content. Rin picks up all the dishes on the table and heads over to the sink and starts to wash them, Hiori admires the dark haired man, his face leaning on his right hand staring like a high school girl with her first crush. He plops down from his chair and slowly makes his way behind Rin and grabs his waist, pulling the taller man towards himself.
“Hey, what's that for?” Rin questions, his long under eyelashes looking even more enchanting with every blink. Hiori stared for what seemed like an eternity before snapping out of it and replying
“I missed you.” It came out as a mumble but the taller between the two hummed as a response and muttered something about how he was only gone for 3 days for a match in Spain. Hiori only pouted and pulled Rin's body closer to him. They had many long silences like this but their silence was filled with comfort, not awkwardness.
The pair headed up the stairs and went to bed, Hiori's legs tangled around Rin's, his hands, a mess in Rin's hair. Rin's own hands were at Hiori's waist. Moments like these were theirs, no annoying Isagi to complain about soccer tactics, no Bachira to jump on Rin’s back and no distractions from each other. It was just the two of them for what felt like the first time in forever.