Chapter Two

Pewdie's first night here went pretty smoothly; he seemed at home and comfortable which gave me an indefinite sense of relief. I was concerned that he might go quiet and or even become uncomfortable. Which, thinking back on it now, was a stupid thing for me to worry about. It's Pewdie I'm talking about, the guys got an outgoing personality, and he's not really one to shy away.

We'd had pizza and played games all night, even managed to record a co-op together that I later decided to edit the following night. When midnight came around I'd suggested we watched a horror movie. Though he wasn't so keen, he kept complaining that he was tired. I told him that he was a pussy, which seemed to work as he then wanted to prove me otherwise. So we'd ended up in the lounge room on the couch watching some classic horror that wasn't even scary. By the time the credits rolled around, Pewds had fallen asleep.

I tried waking him, but he started speaking in Swedish and kept waving his arms at me. I'd gotten the jest of it, pretty sure he was insisting on me leaving him there, so I fetched him a pillow and blankets and left him to sleep.

And now, five hours later, just as I was about to go to bed, Pewdie came into my room whining.

"Goddamn you have to most uncomfortable couch to sleep on. My neck is so stiff and sore. Why didn't you wake me?" He complained, walking up behind my chair just as I was turning off my computer.

I swung around to face him, raising a brow. "I did wake you, but you kept telling me to leave you alone. Or at least I think you were anyway. I wasn't gonna argue with a dude that wasn't speaking my native tongue." I yawned as I spoke, getting out of my chair and heading over to the bathroom.

Pewdie followed behind me. "I don't even remember any of that." He laughed, "Just don't let me sleep on the couch again."

"Okay." I said, lifting up the toilet seat to relieve myself. I stopped though, noticing that Pewdie was still standing by the door, looking around seemingly clueless to what I was doing. I turned and stared at him. Waiting for him to leave.

He stared back, looking confused. "…What?"

"I kinda need to relieve myself, friend." I smiled sleepily.

"Oh shit, uh, right. Sorry, man. Not that it wouldn't bother me to see you pee." He chuckled.

I laughed, "I'm glad you're comfortable enough to watch, we're progressing through this relationship very smoothly." I winked.

He turned away, closing the door. "And now it's awkward." He chuckled. "I'm going to help myself to your food." I heard him call from the kitchen

"Not much of it but, yeah, sure."

I finished up and headed out to the kitchen and taking a seat on my bar stool at the bench, watching Pewds pulling out the last of my cereal and preparing his breakfast.

"Want some?"

Not there's enough for me anyway. I shook my head. "I'm tired, man. I'm actually going to head off to bed." I told him while he poured the cereal into his bowl.

"Dude, it's like eight in the morning." He looked over his shoulder at me, giving me a strange look.

I raised a brow at him. "Yeah. Sleepy time."

When he finished up, Pewds sat down on the stool next to me, "What am I supposed to do while you're sleeping then?" Pewdie asked, taking a bite of his cereal.

"What ever you want." I shrugged. Though now I did feel pretty guilty. Leaving him to entertain himself, but I wasn't much of a host when I felt like I was going to collapse against the bench and start snoring at any minute. I felt that I was technically doing him a favour by giving myself a nap.

"Your games and consoles are all in your room though." He whined.

I smirked. "Then just sit in there and play 'em. Stop making things so difficult for yourself, man. I'll fall right to sleep."

Pewds finished swallowing the food in his mouth before looking at me. "You sure? I can be pretty loud though."

I waved my hand at him. "Dude, what ever, I sleep like a rock." I didn't really; I was actually a light sleeper. I just wanted Pewds to feel comfortable though.

"Fine." He smiled, seemingly glad to have something to do.

"Good, now shut the fuck up and eat your delicious bowl of cheerio's." I chuckled. "I'm taking a shower."


The front door closing much more loudly than needed startled me from my sleep, and I let out a small groan before rolling onto my side to check the time on my phone. Six in the evening. Great. I over slept.

I noticed that Pewds had turned off the computer. Probably got bored and went off to do something else. By the sounds of plastic bags rustling in the kitchen, it seemed that he'd done some shopping. Well fuck.

I rolled onto my back, inhaling deeply and sprawled my legs out on the bed. Joints cracking and muscles stretching. It felt fucking wonderful. It was the best part of waking up if you ask me.

Letting out a deep breath I got out of bed and headed out to the kitchen, watching Pewds put away some groceries.

He stopped briefly to turn and smile at me. "Your hair looks beautiful, Cry." He chuckled.

"What are you? My housewife now?" I ran my fingers through my dishevelled hair, giving him a small smile "Why'd you go shopping?" I asked, scratching an itch just under my navel.

I saw Pewdie watching my hand before quickly bringing his eyes back to my face, frowning. "Uh, you're welcome. You had barely any food so I just got some bread, milk and cereal."

"Sorry, thanks, man." I looked at the two bags on the counter, feeling guilty. "I'll pay you back for it. How much?"

Pewdie made a face at me. "You're letting my stay in your apartment for the week. It's the least I could do. So shut up and accept it."

Who could argue with that? I probably would have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. I just shrugged and gave another thanks before rummaging through my cupboards for something to snack on.

"You hungry at all?" I asked him.

"A little, we could order Pizza for tonight." He suggested, walking over to the couch and flipping on the T.V. "I mean, not right now, but later."

"Ohkay" I agreed, "Well, if it's alright with you, I'm gonna start editing the video we made yesterday and post it up.

Pewds waved his hands at me from the couch, apparently absorbed into whatever show he found on the T.V. "Sure, man."

That's that then.


I leaned back in my chair, letting out a loud sigh of relief. I'd finally finished editing the video of Felix and I co-oping on Left 4 Dead. I just had to wait for it to upload and that was that. And after notifying everyone on tumblr that there would be was a surprise for them on YouTube later I shut off the computer and headed out the spare bedroom where Pewdie was only now starting unpacking some of his things.

Let me tell you, watching him put away clothes into some draws was definitely weird. Everything about this was weird, he looked so damn at home here. Not that I'm complaining, because I definitely wasn't.

Catching myself staring I looked around the room and spoke. "You up for another movie tonight?"

Pewdie continued putting some clothes away when he answered. "A movie? I get that you stay up until nine in the morning, but dude, I can't do that, it's already close to one. I'm pretty fucking tired." He began to yawn as if to prove his point.

I laughed. "Pewds, if you're gonna be staying here for the rest of the week then I think you better change your sleeping pattern. Just watch one movie and tomorrow night you might be able to stay up longer than tonight. I can make you a coffee?" I offered.

He looked up and made a face at me, "I guess so," he agreed. "fine, one movie and then I'm going to bed. Don't worry about the coffee, I'm not a fan."

I grinned triumphantly. "Ohkay, what movie you up for?" I slouched against the door frame, watching his movements.

Zipping up his suitcase, Pewdie shoved it under the bed before walking past me into the lounge room. "I guess we could watch another horror movie." He yawned again.

I stared at him for a moment "Hm, how about Saw? We could watch one each night until you leave."

Pewdie frowned, "I haven't seen Saw. It's too much blood and guts. Not really my thing." He said.

"Perfect, then we're watching it. If you get into the storyline then you won't give a damn about all that, Pewds." I grabbed his wrist and lead him to my bedroom.

I felt him tug out of my grip when we entered my room. "Cry, what are you doing?"

It took me less than a second to decide to play around. I smirked before turning to face him, putting on my deep voice. "I'm going to have my way with you, Felix." I said, making sure to keep eye contact and a straight face.

He looked genuinely worried as his eyes frantically searched mine, looking for signs that I was joking. I just made sure to keep my eyes on him, listening to his breath hitch and I swear I even saw eyes his eyes dart down to my mouth. But I couldn't hold it in, I just burst out into a fit of laughter at how serious he took my joke. "Your face." I laughed harder when I opened my eyes and saw his expression had turned sour.

"Fuck you! That's not funny, Cry." He shouted, laughing with me now and punching me on the arm.

"Yeah it was," I said between chuckles "You looked so scared." He shoved me and I pushed him back harder, almost making him fall over. "We're gonna watch the movie in here, I have a double bed, so no big deal. This way if you fall asleep it won't be on a couch. I'll just do some editing and play some games then wake you up when I go to sleep."

"Fine, just stay away from my ass." He said, jumping onto my bed and finding himself a comfortable position against the headboard.

"I will try to contain myself, friend."

I put the movie on and made my way over beside him on the bed, keeping a reasonable distance between our bodies so that I could spread out comfortably.

"It's not too gory is it?" Pewds asked beside me.

I shrugged in response. "The first one's not that bad. It's the others you gotta worry about."

He stopped talking after that, turning his attention to the movie.

Later, there were some moments when Pewdie would make disgusted faces and tell me that I was lying to him. But watching someone cut open their friends stomach for a key wasn't too bad, I've seen worse in video games. And I said so, saying that he was just soft.

He punched me hard on the arm. Touché.

Nearing the end of the movie, his eyes were barely open. I wasn't even sure if he was paying attention anymore. I had to bump his leg a few times to get him to try and watch the rest, but when ever I did, he would start speaking in Swedish. I figured that it must be something that he does automatically when he's tired. It was fucking cute and entertaining as hell.

The conclusion to the movie was over, and the credits were now rolling on the screen. I turned off the PS3 and grabbing the remote, I turned off the TV as well, eliminating any light left in the room. I leaned over to turn on my bedside lamp and nudged Pewdie again with my knee.

"Hey, Pewds. The movie finished." I whispered.

He didn't respond.

I poked his shoulder instead, smiling softly when Pewdie let out a tired groan, rolling onto his side and facing away from me. "Hm, sova."

I frowned, not catching what he said. "What?" I poked his back a bit harder.

"Gå bort, jag sover." He grumbled.

"Dude, English please. I don't understand." I shook his shoulder and he rolled back over to face me, his eyes starting to open again.

"Va."

My lips stretched into a wide smile, "Va? What the hell is that?" I gave off a small chuckle when Pewds started to close his eyes again. "No, no, no, don't go back to sleep. Tell me what you thought of the movie." I asked, making sure to speak more loudly so he would stir awake again.

He did, and the look he gave me told me that he wasn't in the mood. "What?" He slurred, barely speaking properly since his voice was laced with sleep.

I couldn't stop grinning. "I said, what did you think of the movie?"

Pewds let out a large yawn, he rolled onto his back and shuffled himself lower into the mattress, closing his eyes again slowly. "Det var okej. Alltför blodigt dock, du ljög för mig, Cry."

"Whoa." I laughed. "Pewds, wake the fuck up man. I can't understand a word your saying."

He jerked his eyes open again, peering his eyes over to me sleepily. "I said…that it was okay. But you lied to me about the whole… not being gory thing..." Pewds spoke slowly, his eyes slowly drifting shut.

I smiled at his answer, wanting nothing more than to keep him up and argue that he was just a pansy. But I decided to leave him alone now, as fun as it was to keep stirring him awake. "Do you want to sleep in your bed or stay where you are?"

"Hm?" He took a moment to comprehend what I said before replying. "Here's fine. Jag gillar det här..."

"I have no idea what you said at the end there, but okay." I frowned down at him with a small smile and quickly got up and moved to his side to pull the blankets from underneath him.

He started to slide down with them, letting out a noise of complaint as he started to wake. "Vad är det nu?" Pewds opened his eyes and shot his head up to look at me when I stopped pulling the blankets.

"English, Pewds." I deadpanned, though I assumed that he was asking me what I was doing, hopefully anyway. "I'm just pulling the blankets out so that you can sleep under them and not on top of them."

He only groaned in response and lifted his hips off of the bed so that I could pull the rest down and then back over on top of him. "Thanks." He mumbled.

I moved back over to my side and sat on the edge of the bed, facing my computer and trying to decide whether or not if I should record something. I wasn't tired. Maybe a little bit, but if I did decide to go to sleep now, I'd be lying in bed for a good hour just trying to make myself fall asleep. Not to mention Pewdie is currently occupying my bed.

"You asleep yet?" I asked quietly, turning my body to face him.

"If you keep talking to me I'll fucking hit you…" He slurred.

"Sorry." I chuckled. "Night, man."

"Night, Cry."

I dropped down heavily beside him, watching Pewdie's frame bouncing the smallest bit from my fall. He grumbled and turned over to face me before closing his eyes again, trying to fall asleep.

I lay their staring at the ceiling to contemplate what I might do until I go to bed myself. Porn was out of the question, definitely not while Pewdie was in the same room anyway. Maybe I could record a game, or do a Cry Reads. I don't fucking know.

I let out a sigh and rolled over to face Pewdie, staring at him for no particular reason. I was so tempted to wake him up again, just because he's fucking funny as hell when he's half asleep and speaking in a foreign language. Just as I was about to lean forward and yell in his ear to see how freaked out he would get, my conscience decided to butt in and ruin it. Telling me that the man needed some well earned rest, considering he's probably fucked up his sleeping pattern since travelling over here.

I sighed again, watching Pewds slowly moving onto his back. After shortly adjusting, his head gradually started lull to one side until it finally settled on facing me. His mouth had begun to marginally open, seeming to be in a now deep sleep.

Well, at least he doesn't snore.

As soon as I thought it, he did start snoring.

I began to laugh under my breath. "Typical." I murmured. I'm grateful it's not a loud snore, thank Christ. It's more quiet and gentle if anything, which is funny considering Pewds is the most loudest outspoken person I know.

It was a good thing that he was like that. That Pewds is an honest guy all around, it's starting to become a rare quality in people these modern days, so I'm grateful to have come met the guy when I did.

I was still lying there staring at Pewds and without myself really noticing, my eyes had begun to roam his face curiously, scrutinizing his features to my memory. I don't know why I was doing it. I just was.

For nothing better to do, well, that's what I told myself anyway.

I tried to tilt my head more into my pillow, examining the mole on his top lip.

I wonder if he ever got worried about shaving… do those things get in the way when you shave? Probably not. He's clean shaven right now and if there was a problem then he'd have let it grown out long ago and just trimmed it or some shit.

He looks nice when he's shaved though.

I frowned at myself, noticing how absorbed I had gotten by just… watching my friend sleep. What the fuck was I doing?

I suddenly sat up, placing my feet on the carpet beside my bed and just sat there for a few minutes to try and gather my thoughts. Not wanting to turn and look behind to the figure on the bed.

Something inside my chest was swelling and I felt somehow excited. But I didn't understand why though. My thoughts were running incoherently, I couldn't keep track on what I was feeling.

I wanted something. I don't know what it was that I wanted, but I needed it.

"Gah." I placed my hands against my head, rubbing my palms into my temples. "Fuck." Whatever. I'd get over it. Maybe I'm forgetting a parcel that I ordered on Amazon or some shit. I usually got an excited awareness like this when I was expecting something.

Though I instantly got a sensation telling me that that wasn't it. That wasn't the problem. It was starting to just piss me off now. It's like when you know the word to something, but you can't for the life of you remember what that word is. That's what this feels like.

I got up and turned to turn off my lamp, quickly sharing a glance at Pewdie before switching it off. I suddenly got this insistent excitement soaring through me.

I didn't think much of it, so I just shrugged. "Huh…" I pondered. "Maybe I'm just really happy Pewds is here."

Something told me that I was definitely right.


Swedish Translation.

Hm, Sova = Hm, Sleep.

Gå bort, jag sover. = Go away, I'm sleeping.

Va. = What/Wha? I assume.

Det var okej. Alltför blodigt dock, du ljög för mig, Cry. = It was okay, Too bloody though. You lied to me, Cry.

Jag gillar det här = I like it here

Vad är det nu? = What is it now?

I like making Pewdie talk in Swedish when he's tired. It's so much fun with Cry finding it amusing and asdkjdhak I just love it. If you're not big on the whole Tired-Swedish-Pewds then let me know, and I'll tone down the Swedish talk :]

Sorry I took a while. I'm a slow updater, I lack motivation. Just a warning in case you expect super fast updates. Don't worry, I will finish all of this. It just might take time.

I hope you liked it? I'm sorry if it's weird and jumbled it's really late and I kind of forced myself to hurry up and finish this chapter.

I don't have much confidence in my writing. But if you like it, then awesome!

*Brofist*

Edit: Thank you to the last review to help me on my Swedish mistakes. I really appreciate it, bro!