A short little thing I made to celebrate the end of September! Although this has nothing to do with September...
Inspiration and cover picture is CherryStarwberry7's (her works are so awesome) 'PewdieCry: Cry Reads'.
Oh well! Enjoy!
I SAID THIS BEFORE BUT: COVER PICTURE BY CherryStarwberry7, 'PewdieCry: Cry Reads'. CRYAOTIC AND PEWDIEPIE BELONGS TO THEIR OWN SELVES. HONESTLY I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW YOU CAN OWN ANOTHER PERSON
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Cry shifted, adjusting his grip on the book held tightly in his hands. Letting out a slow breath he didn't realize he was holding, the gamer-slash-YouTuber stole a quick look at the person sitting limp beside him, looking away when he felt a blush creeping into his cheeks.
PewDiePie – no, Felix sat on the bed impossibly close to him, head bowed as he slept. For a long time Cry listened to nothing but the Swede's soft snores as he felt the tips of blonde hair tickling his neck. The hard plastic of Felix's headphones dug into his shoulder, but Cry didn't mind. He didn't even notice.
He did notice, though, when two beautifully bright blue eyes blinked sleepily up at him when they were supposed to be closed.
"Oh… Oh hi friend," the freaking blush was back on his face again, making it seem far too hot to be wearing his ceramic 'Sup Mask. The heat covering his face and warming his ears and neck intensified as he took in the pinkish tinge coloring Felix's own cheeks and the position they were in. "U-um," he stuttered. "I-I think it would be best if I should be…" he moved to slip off the bed (never mind the fact that it was his own), but a warm familiar hand stopped him when it gripped his wrist gently but firmly.
"Go to sleep Cry," Felix murmured, laying him back down like a mother would to a child. Cry placed his long-forgotten storybook on the nightstand, flicking off the lamp there before deciding that maybe, just maybe, he could forget about everything and just go to sleep with his best friend and slight crush.
Cry slept peacefully that night for the first time in a long time.
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Well, there you have it. The results of my failure.
(If you didn't get it, Pewdie's in Florida staying with Cry for the meantime. Pewdie asks (jokingly? Who knows...) Cry to read him a bedtime story. Cry reads Pewds a bedtime story. Pewds falls asleep. The rest is his story (bad pun I know).
(Oh, and I don't know if Cry would trust Pewds enough to take off his mask while asleep, so you can think whatever you want about what happens to his Cry-face mask)
Readers of Unforgettable, trust me I am trying to write the second chapter, I really am. Please bare with me – *yelps* *dodges flying fruit like a ninja* – I-I'm sorry okay! I'll try my best to... upload it in the next month? Okay? We're good? It's a deal? Alright.
Leave a reply to tell me what you guys think!
Flames will be used to keep up the fire that hobo who lives around the block uses to keep himself warm.