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But I love it.

My brows pinch when the company messenger dings at the same time for both Tyson and me. He tilts his head at me before clicking on what I assume is the same message I just received.

“Leon.”

“Noel.”

We mutter at the same time, locking eyes.

Leon.Noel: I’m happy you finally found each other. Took ya long enough! Toughest assignment I’ve had in a while. Don’t let my hard work go to waste. Remember, not even the fear of death could part you boys.

Epilogue - Rohan

The stage lights to the stadium hone in on us as we make our way through the tunnel and onto the platform. It feels good to be back. Almost a year ago today, we’re here and facing Tyson and his team once again. This time so much is different. But some things will never change, and that’s my rivalry with Ty. I don’t give a fuck if I just had his dick in my mouth only about twelve hours ago. I want my title back from him almost just as much as I want him.

Tyson and his team enter after us, as the reigning champions, and I can see his stupid little smirk from here. Before, I found it so annoying, now I have to stop myself from making heart eyes. He looks so sexy in his team’s new uniform. They chose black and red this year.

He nods toward me before sitting directly across from my station, same as last time. Tyson pulls his headset on, we’re the first two in the lobby.

“I won’t be going easy on you just because you’re my little kitten.”

“Ty! I’m muting you!” I yell back at him.

“Gross guys, please, not during the games,” Zayne gags into his mic.

“I don’t know, it’s kinda hot,” Milo says, making Lucas laugh.

“Stop distracting me!” I snap back at all of them, “Besides, I don’t give a fuck if you go easy or not. I’m getting my title back tonight.”

“Come get it then, my love.”

“That’s it. I’m muting you now.”

Tyson’s laugh dies out as I mute his team’s chat on my end. Once we’re all logged in with our characters chosen. The lights turn down, and the game starts. Tyson comes after me from the very start of the game, and this time I’m ready for him. We’ve been playing together a lot, so much to the point where I know his every move. He obviously didn’t think I would be studying him during our private time we spend together.

I take him out quick, looking up to see a wide smile across his face. He’s loving this, pretty sure his dick is rock hard right now.

Pervert.

I mouth to him, and he sticks his tongue out, licking the air.

Great, now I’m hard too.

The crowd cheers when I go after Tyson first this time, but he takes me down. He’s still a fan favorite, and it’s going to take a lot to shift that back in my favor. We’ll be starting on that tonight though as I go after him again, shooting his character down from behind a blind spot. He’s laughing as he respawns and finds me. I take him again. And again.

And again.

Milo hunts the last of Tyson’s teammates to give us the greater score by the time the clock runs.

I’ve finally regained my top spot as the number one Seeker player.

Dethroning my own boyfriend shouldn’t feel this good. But I feel like I’m at the top of the world. Exactly where I belong. The announcer crowns us the winners, and we line up to do the final handshakes.

“You cheated,” Tyson whispers, gripping my hand tightly.

“I did not! Asshole.”

“Yes, you did. Had I not been distracted by your little stares…”