Cabo sat at his desk, the dim light of his monitor illuminating his face. He refreshed VLR.gg for the twentieth time that hour, waiting for HenBabyH’s latest post. Every word Hen wrote seemed to captivate the entire forum—sharp analyses, clever memes, and just the right mix of wit and charm. Cabo wasn’t just proud to call Hen his partner; he was utterly smitten.
He leaned back, glancing at his phone where their last text exchange glowed on the screen:
HenBabyH: Almost done with the post. Can’t wait for you to read it first.
Cabo_: You know I’ll love it. But I think I love you more.
Cabo_ chuckled softly to himself, his heart fluttering. He imagined HenBabyH in his cozy apartment, furrowing his brow as he typed furiously on his keyboard. Moments like this made everything else fade away—scrims, pressure, even the noise of VLR.gg.
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Across the street, localkoolkid lingered in the shadows, staring up at HenBabyH’s window. He had spent so many nights thinking about Hen, wishing he could say what was on his mind. The way HenBabyH lit up the forums, the way he carried himself in every post—it was impossible not to admire him.
But admiration had turned into something deeper, something lonelier. Watching HenBabyH now, knowing Cabo_ was the one who got to be close to him, was a knife to the heart.
“It should’ve been me,” localkoolkid whispered to himself, his voice trembling. He stepped closer to the window, peering inside. Hen was pacing around, fiddling with something, a nervous energy in his movements. Localkoolkid felt a pang of hope—maybe Hen was alone tonight. Maybe Cabo_ wasn’t—
But then, Cabo_ appeared at the corner, walking briskly toward Hen’s apartment.
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HenBabyH took a deep breath as he finished tying the frilly bow of his maid costume. He checked himself in the mirror, his cheeks slightly flushed. He knew Cabo_ loved his sense of humor, and this was his way of making the night special.
The sound of footsteps on the stairs made him jump, and he quickly positioned himself by the door. When it opened, Cabo_ stood there, slightly winded from the walk.
“Welcome home, Cabo-sama,” HenBabyH said, his voice teasing but soft. “Would you like your dinner? Your bath? Or perhaps… me?” He glanced away, pretending to fidget nervously. “D-don’t just stand there! It’s embarrassing for me too!”
Cabo_ laughed, stepping forward to pull Hen into a hug. “Silly pumpkin pie, you know I’d always choose you.”
They shared a quiet moment, Hen’s face buried against Cabo_’s shoulder.
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From the street, localkoolkid watched it all unfold. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as jealousy burned in his chest. He whispered the words he had thought a thousand times before.
“It should’ve been me, not him.”
But the warmth of the scene inside only made the cold night feel harsher. He stayed there, rooted to the spot, watching the two share their laughter and love until the first light of sunrise crept over the horizon. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, localkoolkid turned and walked away, his heart heavy with regret.
As the couple’s voices faded into the distance, he muttered to himself, “I’ll never stop wishing…” But the only answer was the sound of his footsteps, swallowed by the morning light.