Pewds noticed Cry's flare red and laughed in a friendly manner at the excuse that was made. "Sure, bro. Didn't people tell ya not to pick up the soap, in this case the fork?" He teased and let Cry wash the fork over and over as he went to the couch to eat his breakfast. "Thank you. I learned from the best." He grinned before shoveling eggs into his mouth and grinning at Cry in a very weird way before he chewed, swallowed, and laughed. "So we should probably gather some questions for Pewds does Everything, with you as my special guest of course." He said as he glanced at the time.

Cry raised abrow at the strange expression on Pewdie's face before laughing with him, licking his lips.

"Alrighty," He said, devouring most of his plate quickly, taking a long drink of sweet, warm coffee, watching Looney Toons for a few minutes before getting up to go wash his plate.

Gesturing towards his studio, he sat at his desk, a spare chair to his right. He began gathering questions without quite reading them, putting each on a different MSpaint window for individual reading, getting his wedcam ready. "Do you think I should wear my mask? Y'know, to keep the suspense going?" He joked, smiling, the corners of his warm eyes slightly crinkling with amusement as he squinted.

When they were both finished eating, Pewds cleaned his dish before drying his hands and looking to where Cry pointed. With an eager smile, he followed his friend into the studio and pulled up a second chair, eager to see what his bros had in store for him and Cry. Cry's question made him rub his chin before he nodded. "Yeah, then its up to you if you want to remove it. I'm sure one of the bros will ask." He chuckled as he clapped Cry on the back before they started recording.

Pewds went with his original intro before explaining the gist of what was going to happen. Immediately he and Cry got right into doing everything their fans asked of them. They were given some strange requests but the strangest was the one: I dare you to kiss Cry, Pewds. And not just a peck.

Pewds blinked at the dare and glanced to Cry. It was weird considering Cry was a guy and he had a girlfriend but he said he would do everything. It wouldn't be weird right? They were friends..."Well Cry, it seems I get to take your virgin lips." He joked as he reached up to push the mask up a tad before leaning in for a kiss.

Cry froze, reading that comment from behind his mask, his expression still hidden when the Swede lifted it just a little. For a moment, he attempted to find a reason not to kiss him, but found none.

Pewdie's lips were warm and soft, his stubble slightly tickling his chin. He tasted the sweet coffee and their breakfast on his lips.

He really attempted to stay cool as can be, but had forgotten enough of himself to kiss back, closing his eyes. And frankly, at the moment, he didn't care.

Pewds had never expected that kissing a man would actually be nice. Cry's lips were soft, tasting of breakfast and coffee as well, but it didn't turn him off. It was nothing like kissing Marzia who was softer and more supple, but it was still a rather pleasing experience.

When Cry kissed back, Pewds didn't feel so awkward and cupped the other man's neck to angle the kiss better. After all, they had asked for something more than a peck. Silly bros, always wanting something crazy. Marzia was going to kill him, but he would blame it on the bros. After a few moments, he pulled away and gave a flushed smile, "Well if you are wonderin' what Cry's lips taste like they taste FAB and like coffee and sweet lollipops." He laughed to the camera as he waved his fingers in front of his face before going to the next question. His lips still tingled from the kiss, he just hoped it didn't make things awkward between him and Cry now.

Cry's heart was going a mile a minute, somewhat dissatisfied that the kiss had ended so quickly. He gave the camera a weak grin before pulling the mask back down, making sure he was breathing normally. His lips were tingling pleasantly, the taste still lingering on his lips. Taking a deep breath, he continued the video with Pewdie.

"Oh shit... Marzia's going to kill us." He said afterwards on the couch, after finishing the video, which was awaitting editting. He laughed a deep, somewhat sexual laugh, attempting to get over that kiss. He had been thinking of it for awhile now, and it lingered over his mind like a fog, unable to think of anything else.

Pewds felt the video had gone well, even though he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. One, because it had felt good, and two because he felt bad considering he was dating Marzia. They had just finished touching up the editing and rendering the video before plopping down on the couch to relax, after doing some crazy shit for the bros.

Cry's comment made him flush as he scratched his stubble. "I know. But maybe she'll understand it was just a dare, nothing more." He said with a weak smile before he flopped his head backwards and shut his eyes. Well he would deal with it if she said anything. He didn't want to cause an unnecessary fight.

"I... hope so." He nodded, finally telling himself that Cry, and Pewdie, were both straight bros. Even if Cry was even slightly attracted to him, he'd never, ever get in the way of Pewdie and Marzia. Ever.

Sighing, he remembered that he had stocked up on alot of liqour, having had a few parties here and there, his friends bringing over drinks and never coming back for them. Suddenly, Cry had an idea.

"Hey, do you drink at all?" He asked the Swede, pushing himself off the couch, putting his hands on his hips before going to the kitchen, somewhat leaping over Pewdie in the process. He gestured for him to follow, opening one of the cabinets far to the right. Inside what appeared to be a large stache of bourbon, wine, liqour, and vodka. Cry had a strange liking towards it, considering it didn't beat around te bush, like those other disgusting alcohol. Leaning over, he grabbed a bottle, quickling openning it and taking a few mouthfuls. He looked to Pewdie, wiggling his expressive eyebrows.

Pewds hoped so as well because he had been with Marzia for two years now and everything was going good. She respected what he did with Youtube and supported him, laughed at his jokes, and stuck through things with him. What more could he ask for? Cry was his best friend also and he didn't think it would be good to make things weird between them either. He just didn't know what to think about this whole situation

When Cry asked if he wanted a drink, Pewds decided to revert back to his normal self, not wanting to act like the kiss changed things. "Ya tryin' to get me drunk so you can rub my nipples?" He teased as he followed Cry into the kitchen and looked at what he had. Pewds wasn't a hard drinker, but he enjoyed something every now and then. "I'll go with the liquor." He said as he leaned against the counter as he reached for the bottle to take a large sip.

Cry chuckled, closing the cabinet before grabbing a bag of chips. "If I wanted to rub your nipples, all I would have to do is tickle you to death. Then I would be able to." Even the ridiculousness of the words were still somewhat sexy with his voice, squinting somewhat as he laughed, turning on the TV. "Another movie, compadre?" He asked, practically laying halfway on the couch and table, taking another gulp of vodka, glancing over and Pewdie, a small smirk on his lips.

"Aw your so sweet, Cry. If I had known that you romance your partner by tickling them to rub their nips, I would have..." Pewds blinked before he laughed as he realized he didn't know what he would have done actually. Instead he clapped Cry on the back and carried his liquor to the couch as he laid down along the other half, his feet near Cry's chest. "Another movie sounds great, bro. What about Donnie Darko? That's always been my fave." He said as he took another chug of his drink.


Lemon in the next chapters, bros! Don't like, don't read. :D