Vanoss couldn't sleep that night after he got off the phone with Delirious. It seemed as though reality was finally settling in his bones. In just two more days, he'd be staring Jonathan right in those beautiful blue eyes of his. It was more than he could ever hope for. In less than forty eight hours, he'd be meeting his best friend after all of this time. The thought made him giddy, and because of that, he found himself becoming restless, unable to roll over in his big bed and fall asleep. So instead, he decided to edit some more things for his queued videos while he was away. And after he did that for a few hours, he decided to pack his bags since he had failed to do so, so far.

He grabbed his suitcases that he always used when he traveled places, and threw them on the bed. Evan took his time in packing his clothes, because he was hoping to make himself sleepy by doing so. After all, it was nearing four in the morning, and he still didn't feel groggy even in the slightest. Once his clothes were packed, he decided to pack another small camera for vlogging, if Delirious allowed him to do so. Once he was sure he had everything, he zipped his suitcases up, and set them aside in some corner in his bedroom. The time was going by way too slow, so, he decided to play some grand theft auto to take his mind off things.

But Evan's thoughts kept resurfacing back to Jonathan. That man would be the literal death of him one of these days; but he couldn't help it. He was just so infatuated, so enticed with him. Ever since he received that message on youtube, it was endgame. Since that moment, he and Delirious had been attached at the hip, always talking, always playing together, sending each other funny pictures or videos.

They shared personal secrets with one another, and Evan liked to think that he knew just about everything there was to know about Jonathan. Like how Jonathan's family decided to move away, leaving him all alone in North Carolina, and how Cartoonz was pretty much the only person he had left down there. Evan though, he didn't really have any secrets. He was an open book, and Delirious could tell that right away about the asian man. But that was why they liked each other so much, it was because they could read one another so easily. It was without question. They knew right away when something was wrong, and their bond with each other ran deep.

The two were sure that they could make it through anything. And Jonathan was so easy to talk to, it was hard not to just let things slip out. But nonetheless, he was always empathetic and what not, being supportive of his best friend. Hell, the only things the two didn't know about each other, was that both of them longed to be more than friends.

For Vanoss, the feelings started a little over a year ago. The friendship was already established, he and Delirious having everything in common. But there was something about them playing together by themselves, they started texting each other more, sending more pictures and videos, and their phone conversations got a little bit longer each time. That's when Evan began to feel the butterflies lingering in his tummy; the blush that crept to his cheeks every time he heard Jonathan laugh, and the heat he would feel whenever he thought about Jonathan in more than just a platonic way. He knew, right then and there, that this man, had to be his. But, it was always a game when you fell for your best friend. He didn't want to ruin the friendship and make it awkward if Delirious didn't feel the same about him.

And well, for Delirious, he had always had some type of school boy crush on Vanoss. From watching his earlier videos, even before he began playing with the man and the other guys from the crew. There had always been some kind of feeling there. Some type of infatuation; and it became even worse after they became friends with each other. Jonathan would get jealous when Evan played games with other people, or neglected him for more than a day. That's when he knew that this was more than just friendship. And then Luke noticed, and that's when the teasing began. Of course, Luke was the only person in Jonathan's life who knew he was gay. And nobody knew about Evan just yet. He figured that that little fact about him wasn't important. And they hadn't shared that fact with each other, because both of them were scared it would change things.

When morning came, Vanoss woke up, feeling like complete shit. He knew he should have gotten more sleep last night. But it was too late for regrets now, because his luggage was packed, and his plane ticket lay on his desk, taunting him endlessly. Delirious was so close, yet so far, and he was more than ready for this meet up. He snapped a quick picture of his packed suitcases, and sent it to Jonathan.

All packed and ready for my flight, he wrote with a few smiley face emojis. Once Evan sent the text, he jumped in the shower, got dressed, ate something quick for breakfast, and uploaded a video to his youtube channel. It was almost time for him to head out to the airport. That's when Delirious had finally text him back.

Oh shit, he replied, when are you leaving?

I'm about to head to the airport now, Evan text back, before sliding his phone into his back pocket, and picking up his luggage. He locked up his house, making sure everything was in its place, before getting in his car and driving to the airport. Honestly, it wasn't too far away, and by the time he got there, he noticed he was shaking with nerves. Evan had to take a few breaths to steady and calm himself before he got out of the car. When he finally did get out, he took a selfie with the airport in the background and sent it to Jonathan.

How long is your flight? The older man asked in reply.

Evan grabbed his phone a dialed Jonathan's number. After the first few rings, Delirious finally picked up. "Hey." He sounded nervous, and because of that, Evan was surprised. Was he just as nervous as him? Or maybe even more nervous? At that though, the younger man had to smile. Honestly, it was kind of cute if he wanted to admit that.

"My flight is a little over two and a half hours." He answered his text.

"Um, okay." Jonathan answered, "Just call me when you get to the airport and I'll come pick you up." He said, his heart practically going a mile a minute for this shit.

"Alright." Evan replied, as he carried a suitcase and a duffel bag and walked into the airport. It was quiet for a moment, neither of them really wanting to hang up the phone, until finally, Evan spoke again. "Hey Jonathan?" He inquired, this time, his voice sounding a bit shaky too. It was all so unreal though; never in a million years to he picture himself flying to fucking North Carolina to meet his best friend who he might be in love with. It was like a cheesy romantic comedy movie that was now his life.

"Yeah?"

"Are you nervous?" He asked in a genuine manner.

Delirious laughed, "Fuck yes."

"Me too." Evan replied. "I'll see you in a few hours." He added, before hanging up his phone, and sliding it back into his pocket. He walked into the airport, went through security, and finally boarded the flight. He was definitely too wound up to sleep during the next few hours, so that meant he'd have to find something else to do to occupy his mind. It felt like every nerve in his body was awake and running, because Evan was jittery. He couldn't sit still, he couldn't stop drumming his fingers on his thigh. He was just so so so perturbed, so restless, and he couldn't wait until he finally landed. Hell, he sent so many damn selfies of him on the airplane to Jonathan, the older man was probably sick of him by now.

Meanwhile, Jonathan couldn't stop looking at himself in the bathroom mirror. He had already changed outfits more than twice, finally settling on some simple jeans and a t-shirt, but he couldn't help but to study his appearance. He wasn't incredibly tall, but he had a feeling he'd be taller than Evan, and he wasn't incredibly muscular either, but that's only because he was slightly lazy. His dark brown tufts of hair stuck out messily on his head, which was how he usually wore it, and his eyes looked tired, yet excited all at the same time. His ears were pierced, as well as his left eyebrow, and he just couldn't help but to stand there and stare at himself. Delirious had never thought he was ugly; in fact, he thought he was quiet good looking with his pink lips and dimples and what not. But still, insecurity nabbed him hard, and he just wondered if Evan would like what he saw.

Jonathan had to admit, he already found Evan immensely attractive. Ever since the face reveal that he had posted, and every other video with his beautiful fucking face in it, that was the face that Jonathan often saw in his dreams at night. He was buff, and kind of short, and had a great white smile, and all of those things just made Delirious fall even harder for the man. It was pure torture and hell. And that was why Jonathan always wondered if looks were important to people. If he had fallen that hard for Vanoss' cute face, it must have been hard for Evan to not know what Delirious looked like. Now, it was everything. If he didn't like what he saw, it could make or break things.

But Delirious knew he was getting way ahead of himself. This was just a visit. He didn't want to try anything on Evan and make him uncomfortable... On the other hand though, if Evan tried something on him, he decided he might just take advantage of it. Deep down, though, Delirious felt as though Evan would never make a move on him. His best friend probably didn't even think about him in a romantic way, and that's why he didn't want to risk anything, didn't want to jinx it. He was content with the friendship, at least for now.

Suddenly, Jonathan's phone buzzed, and he saw it was a text from Cartoonz. Have fun with Evan today, it read.

Delirious merely scoffed, and typed back: Fuck off Luke.

And it wasn't long after that, when his phone began to ring, and he knew right then and there, that it was Evan. He answered it immediately, "You're here?" He inquired, his heart rate already picking up speed. The moment was real; this was actually fucking happening.

Evan laughed, "Not yet, but the flight's about to land."

"I'll be there soon, Ev." Jonathan replied, and hung up. He then gave his house a once over, making sure everything was in its place, before grabbing his keys and heading out to his car. It was warm today, and he was glad that the weather was nice. That meant that he and Evan could go out and do stuff today, if the younger man was feeling up to it. But Jonathan drove and drove, growing more apprehensive the closer he got to the airport. And when he finally did arrive and park his car, he was nearing a fucking panic attack. His breath coming out in short pants, his palms all sweaty. "Relax..." He exhaled a deep breath. "It's just Evan..." He trailed off, trying to calm himself, but that didn't help matters even in the slightest.

He got out of the car, and walked inside the airport, looking around for his best friend. And when Jonathan finally spotted that beautiful bitch, his heart nearly stopped. There he was; standing there with his luggage, looking around like a little lost puppy. Evan was even more immaculate in person, and Jonathan thought he was about to fall over and die right there. He managed to keep his cool though, and pulled out his phone to send Evan a simple text. I'm looking right at you.