Hey dudes! Welcome to my new story! I would like to clarify a couple things before I start this. One, there will be absolutely no smut or sex in this story. Mostly because I could never bring myself to write about my favorite Youtubers in that manner. If you came here just to read that then you won't find it here (don't worry I don't judge). Two, I don't actually ship Youtubers or any real people for that matter. It just seems strange to me, but if you ship Youtubers together then I'm fine with that it's just that personally I don't. I'm writing this because people are requesting it and it's my responsibility as a fanfiction writer to write what people want to read. If either Mark or Cry sees this (I doubt it but if they do) I'M SO SORRY I DON'T MEAN ANYTHING! I'M JUST BORED! Now that that's out of the way, let's begin!

"And I will see YOU in the next video! Bye bye!" Mark smiled and waved to his webcam before stopping his recording. He had just finished recording yet another episode of drunk gaming with Cry. He and Cry had been recording about an hour of footage so they were both quite intoxicated and they continued to chat drunkenly, which included mostly them bursting into random fits of laughter. Mark always had the best time recording with Cry, and their fans seemed to love it too! Both of the Youtubers were known for their extraordinary voices and collaborating together seemed to draw people's interest.

Though Mark wasn't usually one to snoop in other people's business, he had always wondered what his friend actually looked like. It's strange how one can have such a great friendship with someone who they had never met or even seen! Sometimes he would fall into a trance in which he would imagine what hid behind that computer screen, and that fun yet velvety smooth voice. Mark had always thought that the white, lifeless mask that Cry wore contrasted greatly with his true personality. These thoughts were always in vain because he will most likely never see or get to meet Cry. For one, he lived all the way down in Florida; a place Mark had only recently considered visiting since there was an upcoming YouTube event happening there.

"So Cry, are you going?" Mark wouldn't have asked that question if he was sober, of course he isn't going.

"Nah, but you are right?" Cry slurred.

"Yeah…" Then there was a definite silence. When he was drunk Mark usually had trouble shutting up, but now he couldn't find a single word to say. Then, awkwardly, Cry finally broke the silence.

"So you got a place to stay while you're there?" Cry burst out.

"Well… I was gonna stay at a hotel. Why?" Mark asked. Then, Cry was quiet, as if he was contemplating what he was going to say next.

"Nothing, I was just making sure you got somewhere to stay bro."

"Well, ok then. I gotta go…bye." Mark chuckled.

"Bye" Cry giggled and Mark left the call. After the voice of his friend was cut off, Mark realized how deafeningly quiet his apartment was. How truly empty his room felt, though there was plenty of things that filled it. It was funny how more than a million people watch his videos every day, but sometimes he felt so alone. He sighed, and retreated to his bed. When he closed his eyes, Mark felt a strange feeling creep into his stomach. Disappointment? Then, a chime erupted from his computer. Dammit I forgot to turn off my computer. What is it? Mark wondered as the sauntered back over to his computer. It was a Skype request…from Cry. He accepted Cry's request.

"Oh hey Cry, what do yo-"

"Do you want to stay with me?"

"Wha…?" Mark blinked.

"I said, do you want to stay with me? It'll be cheaper than a hotel and you can use my equipment and we can do more videos together. " Cry spilled. Mark was speechless for a couple of moments. Living with Cry? That would be awesome!

"Um yeah! That would be great!" Mark chuckled.

"Oh…really?! That's awesome! C-could you give me your flight info s-so I can pick you up?" Cry stuttered, as if he couldn't believe Mark's response. Wait pick him up? He knew that Cry was actually very shy in real life, Mark vividly remembered Cry confessing it to him after another one of their drunk gaming videos.

"Hey, are you sure that you…"

"I'm fine Mark." Cry's voice suddenly turned very serious, as if he knew what Mark was insinuating at, and this made his stomach turn.

"Ok dude" and he gave Cry his flight information so he can pick him up.

"Well, I guess I'll see you there then! Bye!" Cry chuckled.

"Bye Cry!" Mark waved to his computer, as if he was sitting right in front of him, and left the call. He smiled and thought to himself drunkenly. I'm going to meet Cry, I'm gonna finally see him… Mark smiled all the way back to his bed. The ache of disappointment in his stomach had left as he placed his head on his pillow. I'm going to see Cry…

Ok guys! That was the first chapter! I hoped you like it so far! Give me any tips and suggestions if you have any. See you later! Bye!