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That’s what I tell myself anyway.

It doesn’t matter what these guys have to say.

I listen intently anyway.

“What a bullshit question,” Suga hisses out, crossing his arms over his chest.

His friends are staring at him with matching looks of understanding. Maki and Snow on the other hand, look surprised at the outburst.

“You’re right,” Blue says, nodding his head. “There’s no reason to worry about something like that.”

Suga looks right into the camera, his eyes somehow both hardened and earnest at the same time. A shiver runs down my spine.

“You shouldn’t care who you love or who you’re attracted to so long as you’re both consenting adults. You can love one person, you can love two. Hell, you can even love more than that, so long as you’re all on the same page. The only thing you should care about is if they treat you well, respect you as a person, and make you happy. That’s it. Who thefuckcares if you’re an alpha who likes other alphas or an omega who likes other omegas or someone who likes the same primary gender! Who fuckingcares?”

“Hell yeah,” Rodney says, nodding his head.

“If you’re actively working on making sure you’re a good person, someone you can be proud of, then fuck all the hates and love who you wanna love,” Suga says, sitting back in his seat with a huff. Then, in a much smaller voice he adds, “everytime someone is brave enough to proudly be themselves, the world is a better place because of it.”

A profound silence goes through the stream as everyone looks at Suga. I can’t seem to take my eyes off of him. His cheeks are red and he keeps looking at the floor instead of the camera now that he’s said everything he wants to say.

“Well said,” Wizard finally says. “Okay, so our next question comes from Owls for Brains.”

I tune Wizard out, unable to hear anything but the sound of my own heart beating rapidly in my own ears. Suga has never made it a secret that he’s an alpha, talking on stream about ruts and knots and stupid alpha shit. Now, I feel like my eyes are open, seeing him in a new light.

My treacherous heart wants me to think about how I have a chance with him. Just a couple of alphas who like other alphas. My brain on the other hand, reminds me how fucking dumb myheart is. There’s not a fat chance in hell I’m allowing myself to open up to another person. I willnotbe getting close to anyone for more than one night. Iwon’tbe making that mistake again, thank you very much.

With a sigh, I get up from my seat and head to the kitchen. I’ll make myself a fresh pot of coffee and get back to the stream but first, I need a little break to settle myself. Just a few more hours and then I can get some sleep and stop thinking about PourSome-fucking-Suga.

Chapter Two

Kei

My entire body feelslike a fucking rock. We’re in the final stretch of our charity stream. Everything so far has gone off without a hitch. I don’t think it’s possible for me to feel more proud of all the work we’ve all put into this.

“Just a reminder,” I say into the camera, sitting right in front of it while Rodney and Rin stand next to our wheel of content. “Make sure to check out the auction site before time is over! Ifyou want to win an art commission from me, bid now or forever hold your peace.”

“Don’t act like your art commission is the best prize,” Rin says with a grin. “I see the bidding war happening on my hour time slot!”

“We all know TwinkleKawa is gonna win again this year,” Rodney says, watching the donation number slowly rise. “Yippee,” he says, jumping up and down when we hit the next milestone. “Spinny time!”

“Gods, you’re a fucking child,” I say under my breath, knowing chat must be loving my displeasure.

Rodney spins the wheel and we all wait, watching as it slowly ticks down and lands on ‘music video parody’.

“Let’s go,” Rin says with a cheer. “That’ll be so much fun!”

“So long as you don’t scam them.”

“I wouldnever!”

“What song will you parody?” Sullivan asks from his place on the couch.

“We should parody one of the songs from The Devastated and make it into a love song. That would be hilarious.”

The Devastated is a band that writes break up music. Their songs are always about letting go, having fun, and fucking past relationships in order to embrace your singleness. I’ll admit, I really like their music.

“I could get behind that,” Rin says with a nod. He erases that slot on the wheel, replacing it with someone else from our list so we don’t double up. This is working really well. We’re in the homestretch and people are excited to get us to spin the wheel as many times as possible before time is up.