jschlatt imagines

hi everyone! sorry for the long time with no new chapter, i've been super busy recently and it's been a bit overwhelming, but i'm working on that! this was a request from -lovelysupernova!i hope u enjoy <3 thank you for reading!

    the calming scent of your favorite candle you had lit a little while ago wafted through the halls as you made your way to the living room couch. today had been a busy day for you, as you decided to take the time and do the chores you had been putting off for so long.

    schlatt was currently recording, so you expected to hear some very strange noises and incoherent yelling. it was almost hilarious how schlatt could go from this tough, uncaring persona online to the sweetest man in the world when with you. 

    you turned on a random show from netflix and took a look out of the open living room window, the dark city skyline bringing you a certain comfort that you couldn't really describe.

    "today's video is sponsored by FRAG PRO SHOOTER BABY!" a recognizable voice from down the hall spoke, though it was a bit muffled. you chuckled to yourself as you thought of schlatt's over the top persona in videos.

    a little less than an hour later, you were still sat on the couch watching television while waiting on schlatt to be done for the day. you were concentrated on a rather chaotic part of an episode when a few loud noises brought you back to reality.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

    before you could even register what had happened, you heard what seemed to, to you at least, sound like wails of pain, stress, or an emotion that you couldn't quite recognize.

    you immediately rose up to go check on schlatt, but stopped yourself to see if he would give you a check-in saying something like "i'm all good!" with a thumbs up and a smile as he had before. you waited for a few moments, but when you didn't hear anything, you rushed to the recording room.

    you opened the door, not remembering to knock due to your heart pounding inside your head. "j? are you okay?" you asked before processing what was in the room.

    there were pieces of a desk scattered across the floor, a broken keyboard and its keys there too, an almost-tipped over whiteboard, and some other random things scattered across the floor as well. schlatt stood by the mini fridge by the door looking down with his hands running through his hair. a small, almost unbearable gasp escaped your lips as you grabbed onto schlatt's arm.

    schlatt looked up at you with wide eyes. "i'm fine, y/n. what's up?" he asked, obviously oblivious to the panic he had caused you. you looked him over a few times to see if he had hurt himself somehow while recording, a small smile making its way to your face when you saw no injuries.

    you didn't speak, the pounding heartbeat you could still hear in your head restricting any audible capabilities you had at the moment. a strike of realization hit schlatt and he looked at you with sympathetic eyes. "holy shit, were you worried about me?" he asked, turning to face you.

    all you could manage to do was a small nod, your breath still a bit  hurried. "i'm sorry, y/n. i didn't even think about what i was doing," schlatt softly spoke as he brought you into a hug. "how about we chill out for the rest of the night? order some takeout and watch a movie?" he suggested with a kiss on the top of your head.

    "that sounds great," your speech was muffled into schlatt's chest. schlatt pulled you away from him but kept his hands on your waist.

    "let me save everything and then i'll be ready," he spoke as he stepped away and went back to his desk to finish everything up. you stood still while waiting, a small shiver running down your spine.