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Secrets
There are so many secrets between Pewdie and Cry. Some are little, white lies that can't do any harm. Some are big secrets, that might not neccessarily do any harm, but they certainly mean something, and they can never be ignored.
One of the many little secrets, is that Cry likes it when Pewdie is rough. Pewdie is only ever rough, when he turns into 'Drunk, rough Felix'. He doesn't want to hurt Cry. Cry doesn't tell him that he wants it, because he knows that Pewdie wouldn't be able to handle it.
A big secret, is that Pewdie and Marzia aren't together. They do it for the fans. Marzia is really only a friend of Pewdie's, but he figures it'll stop the rumours that he's gay, and that's enough for Pewdie. Cry doesn't particularly like that he can't be open with their relationship to the fans, but he does it for the man he loves.
Another big secret, is Cry's face. He will never show the fans his true identity. Not ever. Pewdie tries all the time to trick him into letting him show it. He thinks Cry is beatiful. Cry is adament though, he always finds out when Pewdie edits.
Another little secret, is that Pewdie loves it when Cry calls him Felix during a gameplay. It'll normally just slip out, just naturally. Of course, they'll edit it out, but it always puts a smile to Pewdie's face. Cry will act embarrassed for a while, until Pewdie wraps him up in a big hug, kisses him all over, and calls him every synonym of the word 'cute'.
Their relationship is full of secrets. Everyday, in and out, they keep a constant line of secrets. Pewide and Marzia. Cry's face. Their relationship, that nobody knows except them and Marzia. They have to lie to their parents. They have to lie to their friends. They are so afraid of being judged.
Little lies come as easy as breathing. You look like a dork in that sweater. I hate it when you do that. I didn't drink all the milk. I'll do the dishes later. I'll help out after I'm done editing. I'm editing at the moment. I'm filming. I'm not in the mood, I'm tired. I guess it wouldn't be too bad if you and Marzia went and saw your parents.
Most of them are so they won't hurt the other. Some are to protect themselves from embarrassment. Some are neccessary. They don't even put a dent in their relationship though, they don't do any harm, they are so little. Even the big secrets don't do much. They are so close, nothing could tear them apart. But they are so afraid of rejection. They keep secrets. Its not so bad.
The secrets are always there, the little ones being made up almost every time they talk. There is one time, though. One time, that there are no secrets, and they can just be themselves, say the truth, be together, hug each other, kiss each other.
Love each other.
Its when they are in bed, most of the time not doing much. Cuddling, holding hands, stroking the other's hair. They bask in the warmth the other brings them. The revel in the love and happiness. They are free to be themselves, they have no secrets while laying in a soft bed, covered by a warm, large, duvet, being held in each other's arms.
That is the one time where no little lies exist. No big secrets are kept, Marzia and Pewdie aren't together, Cry shows his face to Pewdie, they are together. Neither is lying to get out of something, not keeping a secret that would hurt the other if it was let out, and they can never be embarrassed like this.
Its a mutual feeling. No secrets, no lies. Everything is out on the table for them to see. Nothing is hidden, nothing is judged, no one gets embarrassed, they aren't forced to put up a front. They let everything go, just for that short amount of time, and they cling to each other, praying that they'd never have to let go. They live for these moments. Without them, they would never have survived, let alone their relationship. They fall asleep thinking that the moment will last forever.
Then, morning comes, and they get up, get dressed and repeat the whole day again. They go back to their secret-filled days, telling little lies, to themselves, their friends, family, and friends. They aren't miserable or anything, just never neary as happy as those brief moments make them. They wait the whole day for those moments.
They are everything that holds them together.
The day goes on, but when night comes, its the happiest time of their lives, each night getting better and better, each day getting longer and longer. They are reaching their limit, and they need to tell somebody.
They tell their parents first, Cry's are okay, Pewdie's are not. They tell some of their friends, some take it well, some do not. Eventually, months after friends and family know, they tell their fans, some unsubscribe.
But then, some do not.
And, that's all that matters to them.
Fin.