Make Us Play Forever? Conan Gray x Reader

Late

**I had someone buy 10 of my Conan stickers on RedBubble. Please lemme know if that was any of y'all because that's awesome of you. I'll link my shop to the story description. I'll add more Conan stuff soon. I'm going away soon, so I won't be able to write on here, but I will be able to do ~Conan art~ to sell. Right after that, I have 2 weeks off though, so a regular updating schedule for then haha. Hope you enjoy it!**

Conan exhales loudly, grabbing my hand and squeezing it. We're on his floor, sitting cross-legged. His phone is buzzing with thousands of notifications, and it's in front of us mounted on a tripod. 

 "I hope you're ready," he frowns with concern, giving my hand another squeeze. 

"I am Cone," I give him a small smile, " I promise. I wouldn't have agreed to do this if I wasn't."

"Okay..." he smiles slightly, but his voice is unsure, "You know, if it gets too much or you feel a panic attack coming on, just let me know. Or, if you need, you can just leave for a few minutes or however long you need." My smile grows wider at his concern, and I can't help but wrap my arms around him. He pulls me closer and squeezes me tight. We stay like this for a while, the afternoon sunlight pouring onto our bodies and the area around us. He's still in his pyjama pants and tank top. I managed to change earlier into a knee-length skirt, but I'm still in his sweater (take that Heather)  that I slept in.

"I love you, Conan," I tell him, kissing his neck gently. He lets out a small giggle, "What?!" 

"That t-t-tickles!" he yelps, and I attack him with dozens of tiny kisses, and each time he lets out gasps and yelps, "Teddy bear~ pft!"

Remembering the task at hand, I stop, sorting my hair out and swiping it back into place.

"Now I'm ready," I grin, leaning forward to grab his phone and pass it to him. As he logs into it, I grab our iced coffees, swallowing another mouthful of mine and wincing, placing his beside him.

"And we're live!" he announces. I scooch up close to him, and he wraps his arm around my shoulder. I watch nervously as the comments pour in, and pretty quickly, we have at least 100,000 people watching the livestream, and I stop counting after.

"Howdy" Conan smiles, "Sorry it's been a while- but obviously, I've been busy!"

I see a few suggestive comments pop up, and I blush. There's no chill today, especially since Conan has given his fans so little information on us and our relationship other than the fact that we are dating. I'm not surprised that they're so pushy! The other day, for the first time, Conan posted a photo of us together in the park holding hands. It was just a photo of our laps and our outer hands holding our coffees, with our inner hands clasping. It wasn't much, but the Autumn leaves on the floor at our feet got a lot of people commenting about how 'aesthetic' we were.

"Oh- guess I should introduce myself," I laugh nervously, and Conan nods to go on, "My name is y/n and I'm Conan's girlfriend."

"That's right! Sorry guys," Conan brings a hand to his heart with mock sympathy, "But I'm taken. Sorry to be breaking so many hearts! I really am. Trust me, it's worth it though. Pretty soon y'all will be thirsting over y/n as much as I am!" he jokes, nudging me lovingly with his elbow, "She's very sweet and kind. She's actually publishing a book that'll be out in a few months that's pretty fun to read. We did an interview together recently, which came out yesterday, which was with Carol Watts for WattsLife? Magazine, so if you'd like to learn more about Y/n, please watch that!"

"Yeah, I had a lot of fun filming it. It was actually the first time we'd announced any type of non-platonic relationship between us" I add reluctantly, "But also, I'm happy to answer whatever comments I can as well!"

"Oh yeah- of course! I mean- that's what I did post about this Livestream being about, so- heh!"

"Yeah, well Conan, there's a question here for you- 'when are you gon do another tour boi?' care to answer?"

"Of course my love," he smiles, lifting his coffee up to his mouth and taking a loud gulp, ice swishing, "ASMR!" he chuckles to himself, "Anyways, tour... that's for me to know, and you to find out. I will tour again, but I have a lot of work to do at the moment. After this work is done though- definitely!"

"Where do you want to tour?" I ask him. He hasn't actually told me most of this stuff, I guess I've just figured with his new album and stuff that a tour would follow.

"Ooh, I think everywhere, but I miss Europe. I think I want to do a world tour though- like a bit of everywhere. Maybe do Berlin, Paris, Florence,  Barcelona, Melbourne, Adelaide, Tokyo- y/n I'd love to show you around there- Bogota, Brazil, England, Amsterdam, etc. I think Australia deserves a bit of love too... I'd like to check out the smaller cities like Adelaide and Perth, and obviously go back to Sydney and Melbourne."

"I wanna go to Tokyo with you too!" I smile up at him, "although- you better make sure I don't run off with a bowl of ramen and marry it."

"Oof- no, don't worry you won't, because I'll marry it first!" he flips his hair over his shoulder, but it blows back into his face.

"No way! I'm Mrs. Y/n Ramen-Bowl- not you!" I protest, and he raises his eyebrows, his face turning serious.

"Honestly, I think Y/n Gray sounds better," he leans in to kiss me, but I hold my hands out to his chest.

"Honey- not in front of the kids!" I joke, and he shrugs, pushing my hands away and pressing a tender kiss to my lips again and lingering there for a small portion of time. The comments go wild, and my eyes can barely read a syllable from each.

"Ooh- teddy bear, this one is for you!" he gasps, pointing at the screen. He's pointing to a comment beneath one that says 'OOH TEDDY BEAR THATS SOOOO CUTEEEE AHWWWWW IMMA GO DIE OF JEALOUSY NOW!', and I read it out loud.

"Oh ok, so the comment says: 'Hey guys! My name is Riley! I wanted to know what we can know about Living Daydream so far and what we can expect?'. Oh, I love this question," I gasp, "Okay, so Conan sent me part of the lyrics which I loved. I haven't heard it yet, but all I know is that I'm in the music video with Ash and that it's basically part two of the People Watching music video. But that's all I can tell you without spoiling it! Thanks for the question, Riley!" I observe his screen closely, "Okay, Cone, this one is for you. It says: "Why u cut your hair boi?'"

He screeches with laughter, 

"'Boi'" he repeats, "'Boi' seems to be my title tonight! Alright, so growing it down to my @ssch33ks was getting to be a pain in the @rse quite frankly. But also- sleeping in your own hair is not as comfy as it sounds! That and it was getting high maintenance with the length."

I gently pinch the curls of his bangs between my fingers, coiling the soft spring around my finger and watching it bounce as I release it.

"Besides, Conan, you're like finer than a 0.04mm tip Sharpie with those bangs!" I point his head and he nods sassily.

"Danm right!"

Again, sorry it's short. I'll make up for it soon xoxo