Coming in Clutch
Notes. Idia/GN!Reader, second-person point-of-view “you,” pre-established friendship, fluff
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It was just another Friday night where you sat in your little corner in Idia’s room, gaming away with Idia and Muscle Red over the weekly raid. But today was different. It was the last Friday and the last hour the three of you could grind the event boss, and you were just one boss fight away from reaching a safe ranking for the event-end prizes the three of you wanted.
You sweated in your seat, eyes darting between your cooldown and everyone’s positions on the screen. You needed to get in one last heal before the boss did its unavoidable attack in fifteen to twenty seconds. Your cooldown was at nineteen seconds with a half-second cast time.
You announced your predicament out-loud to Idia, or Gloomy as you liked to call him during gaming sessions.
“Just keep dodging and cast it ASAP. I need to be alive after it hits all of us.”
You nodded in silence and watched Idia’s character dodge and attack the boss when it could. You did the same while staring down your healing spell. Ten seconds remained.
As a healer, there was only so much you could do besides roll around and do dozens of points of damage compared to Idia’s and Muscle Red’s thousands. You cursed the three-person guild team composition you had, knowing Idia wasn’t open to adding more members. The way your guild was only made this event boss that much harder; the game even recommended at least six people to a party.
No time for complaints now. You looked back at the cooldown. Three seconds.
You emoted to let the team know to get ready for heals, and the others promptly gathered around you. Two seconds.
You cursed, realizing you let your team know just a little too early. You couldn’t tell if the boss had lost enough health points to die after Idia would release his ult. One second.
Though your call was bad, you steadied yourself despite the deep pounding in your heart. It became so loud, you couldn’t even hear the game music over it. You waited for the call. Zero.
You jabbed the heal key and watched the boss raise its staff to sweep at everyone. Just as the boss brought down its staff, your heal spell went through and everyone regained just enough health points to stand the massive damage the boss made. You did it; you did your part. Next was just what Gloomy could do.
As the after effects of the boss’s last attack cleared, Idia cast his own ult, killing the boss in one final hit.
You watched the boss fall, the game playing it in slow motion in its signature style. You weren’t sure when you had stopped breathing, but you felt yourself take a sharp breath when the cheesy ENDED flashed across the screen before the game sent you to the loading screen back to your guild’s home.
You ripped your earphones out of your ears before your character could even congratulate you and jumped out of your seat to run towards Idia.
Idia, having the same train of thought, met you in the short distance between your two desks, his face was elated and covered in sweat as well.
“Yay!” The two of you high-fived immediately.
“Yay!” You two high-fived with both hands, adding a cute, little jump into the mix.
“Yay!” You both said again, Idia’s coming out a little more confused than yours as you grabbed his hands to force him to throw his arms open.
“Yay!” you said again by yourself, as you threw yourself onto Idia and wrapped your arms around him in a tight squeeze. You buried your face into his chest and interlocked your fingers behind his back. You’re sure you were smiling with your face pressed against his chest, feeling the coolness of his skin through his shirt.
You stayed in this position for a moment, with Idia’s hands hovering around you. You hadn’t noticed what you had done until Idia finally placed his hands lightly on your back. You jolted and looked up at Idia’s face.
Idia smiled meekly at you, his pale cheeks turned slightly pink as the edges of his hair ran the same color. He laughed weakly when your eyes met and he looked away, only more nervous.
You jumped and stepped back from the embrace, pulling your arms stiffly to your sides like a soldier who had been caught goofing off by his superior officer. “Uh, let’s, um–” you stammered. “SHALL WE WATCH ANIME AFTER SAYING GOODBYE TO RED?”
“Yeah, sure,” said Idia, hopping back to his computer to text Muscle Red, and you followed suit.
The two of you sat near each other as you watched Idia’s computer screen play whatever anime had been released that week, but the only thing you could concentrate on was the heat that never left your face.
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The event boss finally fell to the floor in slow-motion, in style with the game Idia had been playing with you and Red. Idia breathed a sigh of relief as the corny ENDED showed up on his screen. He finally didn’t have to look at this boss in the face until next year. He turned towards you as he moved his headphones to his shoulders. Watching you hop from your seat, he rose to meet you in between the short distances between your desks.
“Yay!” He raised his hand in tandem with yours for the celebratory high-five.
“Yay!” He followed you when you jumped and raised both hands for a double-high five.
“Yay?” You threw his arms to the side. Confused, he just kept them raised in the spot you left them.
“Yay!” Idia didn’t copy this time, instead letting out a small squeak when you threw yourself into his chest and wrapped your arms around him. Idia felt the heat emanate from you and felt his own cheeks flush with embarrassment and shock. He panicked and wondered what to do as your arms tightened fingers interlocked behind his back. Idia looked at his own hands, and his fingers trembled slightly from the shock of the embrace.
As his heart slowed down, he realized how he had let his hands float above your back instead of doing the normal thing of hugging someone back. And so he did. He lightly placed his hands on your back, letting them find their way to a comfortable spot for him to stay. He felt you jolt when he placed his hands on your back, and he wondered if he wasn’t supposed to.
You looked up to him, your face as red as his hair when he felt intense, and he felt his heart skip a beat. Idia hoped that the smile he currently felt on his face was a nice one, and not the creepy one that he always struggled with. When he realized that your eyes had met, he let out a soft laugh and turned his eyes away.
You stepped away from him, and Idia couldn’t help but miss the warmth you temporarily gave him. “Uh, let’s, um–” Idia was glad, almost, that the two of you were equally embarrassed about this. “SHALL WE WATCH ANIME AFTER SAYING GOODBYE TO RED?”
“Yeah, sure,” Idia said, playing with his hands as he walked towards his computer. He texted his goodbyes to Muscle Red while trying to ignore how hard his heart was beating in his chest.
Idia put on whatever anime had aired that week and sat near you, but he hardly paid attention to the show, and instead kept stealing glances to your ever-red face.
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