Summary: AU. Sophie begins to realise Sian's serious addiction to video games, and decides to act on it before her girlfriend destroys her life. Siophie, Sophie/Sian.

A/N: Slightly unsure where I came up for this one, but I've never successfully wrote about an addiction beforehand. Smoking and alcoholism are kind of complex, so I decided to choose…well, video games, as I love them myself (I'm not an addict, even though I think I could be to writing Sophie and Sian fanfiction!).

I decided to use Sian as the 'addict' since most people would relate the situation to Sophie, mainly because of her personality. Wanting to vary this trend, however, I used Sian to become the gaming-obsessed geek.

This one's also devoted to my school friends for proof-reading and helping me out with some plotholes, so thank you! And I hope you all enjoy!

Video Game Addict

Chapter One

"C'mon, c'mon…" Sian thrashed the buttons of her Xbox One controller, a cacophony of screaming and shooting filling up the room. Her bloodshot eyes were glued to the fifty-four inch screen, gawking at the gruesome game through thick-framed, geek glasses, "If I can just…oh, fuck yes!" She dropped the controller on her lap, massaging her thumbs in self-satisfaction; Sian had been playing Call of Duty: Black Ops III for the past…seven, eight hours? Nine? However long it had been, the blond felt as if she deserved a short thirty-second break, before getting her fingertips back on the see-through, green controller.

Her uncompleted Maths homework lay empty on the dusty desk, one which was used for game character figurines and countless disk cases. Next to the double-sided sheet was her phone, which frequently bleeped and lit up. Be as it may, Sian wasn't particularly concerned over the increasing number of missed texts, being too devoted and focused on her intensive gameplay to bother replying.

Without thinking, Sian scooped the controller once again, immediately sliding the joystick in all directions and smashing the letter-coded buttons. She continued to play for what had seemed like minutes, yet in reality was several more hours.

"Sian…" Sophie stood at the doorway, knocking on the door out of habit. The brunette had messaged her girlfriend at least fifty times throughout the day, reminding her of their date plans. Eventually growing weary and frustrated, she decided to catch the bus and head towards Sian's home, wanting to uncover the older girl's mysterious absence.

Now, at least, she knew why.

"…huh?" Sian took a few seconds to reply, her eyes still glued to the screen, despite Sophie's presence.

"For God's sake…this is why you've blown me off?! To play your flamin' computer games all day?!" She ranted, stomping into the room.

"…mm, I'm busy…" The blond's expression was that of a mindless zombie, murdering countless characters on her game. Her mouth hung slightly agape, aimlessly staring at the graphic scenery.

"How long have you been playing that shit for?" Sophie's tone soon lowered - growing rapidly concerned - with a slight hint of anger. She gazed at Sian's empty homework on the desk, "Babe, that's got to be in tomorrow. Sir will go nuts."

"…Eh…ain't coming in…" Sian mumbled, her full focus remaining on the game, "Too busy…"

"Sian?! Earth to Sian?!" Groaning, Sophie waved a hand in front of Sian's face; still, she received barely an appropriate response, "This is getting ridiculous now! You never make time for me, it's all about those flipping games with you!"

"…mm…" Nodded Sian.

"She barely gets any exercise either…" Sian's mother, Janet, heaved out a deep sigh, "It's important that she gets out and about, socializing like a typical teenager should. This lifestyle isn't healthy. I wish she'd have a break and have a little walk around, whether it'd be the street or the local park."

Sophie whined, squeezing her eyes shut; she yearned for Sian to show her some form of attention. The situation had been lasting several weeks, the blond refusing to tear her consistently-strained, deep blue orbs away from the vibrant flat screen. From planting sweet, soft kisses on the blond's neck to wearing revealing sexy lingerie, she hadn't stopped attempting to gain her girlfriend's deepst interests and desires.

"Sian, please..." The brunette's frustration was literally causing her to well up, "I hate it when you do this…please, I love you…" She sniffled uncontrollably, sadly glancing at Janet.

"SIAN POWERS!" Janet's voice echoed throughput the room, her temper overpowering her typically calm demeanour. She sympathized with Sophie, thoroughly understanding how her daughter's obsession practically consumed her. But who was she to stop Sian from buying her games and doing what she most loved? "STOP LOOKING AT THAT BLOODY SCREEN AND LISTEN TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND!"

Cocking an eyebrow, Sian fianlly turned around, faced with an enraged Janet and a distressed Sophie.

"How about you and me nip down to the park?" Sophie suggested, cracking a smile and wiping her tears away with the back of her sleeve, "We could have a punnet of chips and chuck them at the pigeons? I know it's your favorite game."

"I feel kinda achy, babe…and I'm still busy. Maybe another time…" Sian, immediately after saying that, turned back to the 18-rated video game, hardly acknowledging the fact that she even had somebody to kiss and cuddle right within her grasp.

"Achy because you're a lazy cow."

"Huh?" Sian frowned.

"You don't do any exercise whatsoever!" Sophie ranted, her temper soon spiralling out of control, "You're always sitting on your arse, smashing those bloomin' buttons on your poxy controller. All you exercise is your thumbs, what about the rest of your body? You even admitted you pissed in a bucket because you couldn't handle being away from screens too long. And you wonder why you're always achy…I'll tell ya Sian, it's becuase you're a lazy flamin' cow!"

Both Sian and Janet were absolutely flabbergasted by Sophie's shocking reaction. The youngest Webster girl was normally so calm, cool and collected, but given the current circumstances her outburst was somewhat expected.

"I walk around in school…" Sian finally said, shrugging once again. As if she hadn't even heard Sophie.

Sophie scoffed, "You stay in the computer room all day playing Clash of Clans!"

"…and?"

"And it's not normal! We're meant to be in a relationship, Sian! But it seems as though it's totally one-sided! You're always ignoring the fact that I exist!"

"I don't…" The blond looked down, the tips of her fingers suddenly supergluing themselves to the sticker-infested controller. She hadn't invited anybody into her room. She hadn't wished to converse with anyone. She just wanted to sit, concentrate, and play some Call of Duty. Without any distractions.

Normally, Sian was able to get a perfect, non-interrupted, twelve-hour sitting of playing countless video games. Occasionally, her mother would walk in to provide her with food or water, yet she was never talkative and exited within seconds. Only now…Janet and Sophie had burst in, rambling on and on about thing Sian wasn't even listening to. She zoned out, entering her own little world of first-person shooters and role-playing games.

"You're doing it right now! Blanking me!"

"…mm…" Sian simply mumbled.

"I might as well go Janet," Sophie's voice cracked, clear drops forming in the corners of her eyes once more, "I'll see Sian tomorrow in Maths…if she even turns up."

"Sian! You're making poor Sophie upset again! Now get off that fat arse of yours!" Sian had a little baby fat about her, and Janet was aware a comment like this would certainly gain her daughter's utmost attention; even if it would likely offend her.

Sian tore her eyes away from the game, reluctantly peeping down at her slight paunch, "I ain't fat…" She poked and prodded at it, watching it jiggle against her loose t-shirt, "…just a little chubby…"

"And zero-exercise is the cause of it," Sophie murmured, mentally rolling her eyes, "If you want to work off your 'chubbiness' slash 'baby fat', then maybe you could stop blowing me off and go out on a fun, exciting walk!" Attempting to raise her optimism high, the slightly tanned, dark-haired teen dismissed her perturbed nature, carefully emphasizing her wording to do this. Nevertheless, she was on the brink of crying hysterically inside, as she had been for several minutes.

"…walk…?" Whinged Sian, almost as though she had never placed two feet on the ground for her entire life.

"Yes, Sian," This time, Sophie physically rolled her eyes, "Walk. You know, getting out and about. Exercising your body. Not sitting around, playing games and slurping fizzy drinks all day. Walking. It's a natural human thing."

"Not natural for me. That second description of yours sounded like heaven though. Relaxing in my gaming chair, killing all those zombies, having a good five cans of cola. Even having a chocolate chip cookie or two-"

"Sian!" Janet interrupted, "You haven't even listened to us whatsoever! Whatever we call you…lazy, fat, even abnormal, you still go back to your bloody gaming system! Now you'll get out with Sophie, exercise yourself and return feeling energized and healthy! You even need some Vitamin D on your skin, you're looking quite peaky and pale. Walking around in the nice sun will do the trick."

"…ehm…it's winter…" Gazing outside of her window, Sian noted the grey, dull and miserable skies, hardly a beam of sunlight creeping through the thick clouds.

"And that prevents you from having a fun day out?!"

"…yeah…it's cold…and I'm happy staying in. Even if I am lazy and fat…" She lay back against her leather gaming chair, silently fiddling with her fingers. Until then, Sian hadn't revealed how hurt she'd been by Sophie and Janet's comments, instead choosing to brush off the somewhat truthful insults.

"God gave you legs for a-"

"Okay!" Sian propped herself off the chair, throwing her headset down; she was growing tired of…well, everybody interrupting her amazing, record-breaking, nine hour gaming session, screaming every sudden thought down her ear, "I'll take a little walk with Sophie, just to get you and her off my back…but don't delete my progress…I'm coming straight on it when I get back."

"Hallelujah!" Sophie emitted a short giggle, pecking Sian's cheek. Despite how her girlfriend was acting as though she was forced to do a monotonous chore, the younger girl was nothing short of desperate for them to spend any form of quality time together. All her exasperation and unhappiness had rapidly subsided, replacing her negativity with a sense of…hope? Positivity? Light upon the situation?

She grabbed Sian's hand and practically dragged the blond outside the comfort of her quaint, tranquil home, kindly dressing both herself and Sian in appropriate winter attire.

"So, where to?" An excitable Sophie skipped about, this entire experience being an absolute novelty, "Around the streets? Maybe catch a bus to town? Chuck chips at pigeons in the park?"

"Ehm…maybe the game store? There's this Star Wars R2D2 controller I badly wanted. Oh, and I need a new chatpad to jaw with my mates on Xbox Live. It…kinda broke. I smashed some of the keys when I got pissed off."

"Temper temper babe," Sophie chuckled, shaking her head, "And as long as we walk there, I honestly don't mind. But we're not catching no buses, nor cabs or trams. I'm determined to get you more active."

"But…my back kinda hurts…I told you I was achy." Sian persisted, only wanting to sit down in a warm, padded vehicle so she was able to play either Clash of Clans or Minecraft on her phone. It wasn't as if she resented spending time with Sophie. In fact, she thoroughly enjoyed it…when the two would have a gaming or Netflix date. Even watching a nice adventure movie in the local cinema was pleasurable. For herself, at least.

"No Sian…we're walking to the game store and that's final," Sophie crossed her arms firmly over her chest, You're achy because you bearly move. I told you this earlier, didn't I?"

"Yeah, yeah…you did. About twenty times…"

"Now let's get our walk on and work this belly off," She patted Sian's abdomen, "You'll be fit as a fiddle before you know it."

"Ehm…okay…sure…"

In her heart, Sian craved for Sophie's sweet, cherry-red lips on her own. Howbeit, in her mind, she was thirsty to squeeze another hour of brainless, horrific shooting into her day. She loved Sophie with all she had…but she was devoted to gaming for life.