Happy PewdieCry month bros! I probably should've mentioned it in the last chapter but this will mostly be in Pewdie's POV unless I say. So sit back, eat a pillow, and enjoy.
I woke up sometime the next day to the smell of something burning. I got out of Cry's bed and walked down the hallway to the bathroom and took a quick shower and got dressed. After all my normal morning routine was finished, I walked over to where the kitchen was. As I got closer, the smell got stronger and worse. I was right behind Cry when he flipped the pan of whatever-it-was and the strange food landed on his hand and burned him.
"Cry! Are you okay?" I said. He must not've seen me because he jumped again and put his hand on the really hot stove, burning it again. I took his arm and pulled him over to the sink, turning on the cold water. He sighed in relief as the cool liquid hit his burning skin. I asked him if he was okay again and he said yes, so I let go of his arm and walked over to the food that had gotten on the floor and started to poke it.
"I tried to make breakfast and I ran out of cereal so I tried to make pancakes." said Cry. He still had the water running over his hand, the burn looking better and better. "Obviously, I suck at cooking. But we can go out for breakfast if you want. There's a nice diner close to here, and they have good food. You wanna go?"
His face was flushed with what I could only guess was embarrassment, which made me think something really weird, He's cute. I flushed myself at this and turned my head away from him, breaking eye contact. I agreed to go, but only if I was paying. He laughed at that saying he had no money anyway, and pulled his hand from under the water. It was just when I turned my head back to look at him that I realized he was fully dressed and without his mask, but with a pink and frilly apron over his light grey T-shirt and jeans. I started to giggle a little, unnoticed by the girly-looking Cry, as he took it off. I started to full on laugh at him when he looked completely unfazed by his apron-ness.
"What are you laughing at?" I started to laugh even harder, tears forming at the edges of my eyes. "What?" I fell onto the floor, laughing my ass off while Cry just stood there looking normal. He kept asking what I was laughing at until I pointed at the feminine thing laying on the counter. He looked at it, then started to laugh along with me. After a good five minutes of laughing uncontrollably, we started to calm down a little. We were both still giggling a bit, but at least now we could breathe.
"So, Cry. I'm guessing you like pink?" I sniggered after I said this and his face flushed red with embarrassment as he picked up the article of hilarity and threw it at my face.
"Oh shut up. I got it from my mom before I moved out. Plus, I look damn good in it don't I?" I threw the apron back at him and he caught it, putting it back on and posing in it. I started to laugh again, and soon after so did he. After a while more we both calmed down and Cry took off the apron again and set it on the counter beside him. He helped me off the floor that I was sitting on and cleaned up the burnt as hell pancake that I had forgotten about. Once he was finished he asked me if I was ready to go, grabbed his keys and dragged me out the door without waiting for an answer.
The walk to the small, family owned diner was uneventful, Cry and I just talked about everything that we usually would like recent video games we've played, gossip about a few of Cry's friends, the usual. When we entered the diner I was hit with the smell of waffles and coffee-the normal smell of a diner. We took our seats in a booth all the way in the back of the small place and looked over our menus.
"So, have any idea of what you want?" Cry asked me. I said no and continued to look through my menu. "...Do you want to talk about it? What happened with Marzia, I mean. You don't have to if you don't want to but..."
I raised my eyes from the glorified pictures of breakfast sandwiches to meet his eyes and stared at him questioningly for a while. After a moment I adverted my eyes and started to talk.
"Well... I came home early from VidCon to surprise Marzia-you already knew that though-and when she came home around 2 am she had this asshole hanging on her, laughing at something and said he was her boyfriend. I pretty much broke up with her after that... Then you called me on Skype when I was packing my things... I couldn't stand to be around her anymore, I didn't even know where I was going to go at the time... I'm pretty sure she left after I broke up with her because she wasn't there when I left my room." I sniffed and wiped at my eyes after I finished my sad tale of depression. Cry just looked at me sadly and nodded a couple times.
"Wow... I'm sorry Pewdie. That must've been really hard on you." He looked back down to his menu with a thoughtful look on his face before he turned a little red. I didn't know what he was thinking and besides a few nameless emotions crossing, he was poker-faced. I sniffed one more time and looked down at my menu, picking something that looked good to eat.
We sat in silence-which was a little awkward for us, we always have a conversation going-until the waitress came. She looked like one of those grungy old waitresses that you'd see on TV, the ones with a permanent scowl, too red lipstick, black glasses, yeah that kind. She asked us what we wanted: I got one of the breakfast sandwiches I saw earlier and Cry ordered scrambled eggs and bacon.
Cry cleared his throat a little awkwardly before he said, "Okay, conversation time. Name an animal that starts with the letter A and I'll say one that starts with B. Go."
I thought about that for a moment before I said 'alligator,' he said 'bat,' I said 'cat,' and so on. We played this little game and ate our food for somewhere around 45 minutes before we reached Z and were stuffed with good food. I paid the bill and left with Cry standing right beside me as we walked down the street back to his house.
When we got back we realized that we should probably make some videos explaining the general situation and maybe a few minutes of video games. I finished my video earlier than Cry did and decided to walk down the hall to where he was making his video. I stopped in the doorway as I realized he was doing another Cry Reads video. I've always loved how dramatic he got when he was reading a creepypasta, but I guess thats why all the fangirls love him so much. I felt a pang of out-of-place jealousy as I listened to the voice that made girl's ovaries explode.
I must've spaced out because a moment later he ended the video and turned around in his spin chair and said, "Hey, friend." I jumped a little and said hey back to him and looked at him for a while. My face heated up as I realized that I had been thinking 'less than innocent' thoughts and Cry was staring at me with a questioning look. I changed the subject by suggesting we watch a movie on Netflix together.
"Okay sure, but no horror. You know I'm a coward." Cry smirked at me a little and I felt my face heat up more. I decided to see how far this could go.
"Aww but Cry~ you know I love horror movies! If you get scared, you can just hold onto me and I'll protect you from the scaries okay?" I finished my sentence with batting my eyelashes and doing the puppy dog face. He laughed and blushed at that and reluctantly agreed to watch Saw III in his living room.
He took me out of his computer room and to his living room where there was a fairly large HD flatscreen hanging on the wall, his Xbox 360, Wii and PS2 laying near the TV, and a coffee table littered with video games and controllers of all kinds. He turned on Netflix on his Xbox and sat down on the sofa, patting the seat to the right of him for me to come sit. I did so and put my legs up on the table as Cry started the movie.
About half way through the movie, I already had Cry screaming loudly at the gore and horror. He had yelled at me a few times for laughing at him but I just laughed more at how much he was hanging on me. He didn't seem so notice and I didn't mind, in fact I thought it was... cute.
Okay, so maybe thinking one of my guy friends was cute was a little weird, but I had no control over what I thought. Or did I? I'm confusing myself.
I was jolted out of my thoughts when Cry screamed again and threw his arms around my neck. He buried his head in my shoulder and whimpered a little as I gently wrapped my arms around him and paused the movie. He raised his head to look at me and immediately his face flushed red. He jumped backwards and scooted away to the arm of the small sofa and covered his face with his arms.
"I-I'm sorry, Pewds! I didn't mean to- I mean the movie scared me a little and you were the closest thing to me so I-I kinda..."
He was just spouting nonsense and apologies by this point and I interrupted him by saying, "Don't worry about it, Cry. It's fine really." He looked at me once again with a 'don't kill me' look and smiled a little as he scooted back near me.
"How about this, next time there's a scary part and you hold on to me, I'll hold you back. Deal?" I smiled at him and blushed a little, but I don't think he noticed. He agreed to that, but not turning a little red himself. I un-paused the movie and put my arm around the back of the sofa.
We watched the movie for a few more minutes before a particularly gory part came on to which Cry screamed a little and grasped me once again, hiding his face from the scaries once again. I chuckled and wrapped my arms around his middle and continued to watch the movie. I think he smiled against my shoulder at some point, and that thought made me smile in return.
"Pewdie...?" Cry asked.
"Yeah?" I had no idea what Cry was going to say at this point, so I paused the movie and unwrapped my arms from around him.
Cry pulled his face from my shoulder and backed away a little. I looked into his eyes and saw hesitation there; whatever he was going to say was big.
"... Do... Do you miss Marzia?" I was caught off-guard at this, and felt a small pang in my chest. I didn't respond at first, not knowing what to say. I decided to go with a simple 'yeah' and saw a flash of something in Cry's blue eyes. What was that about? Why does he want to know? I thought. Cry opened his mouth to say something else but quickly closed it, obviously changing his mind about something. "... Never mind, sorry I asked." He started to turn his head away but I wanted to know what was on his mind so I put my hand on his chin and turned his head back towards me.
"Cry, I know something's wrong. What is it, bro?" He kept his eyes lowered as if it would kill him to look at me right now. "Cry are you ok?" I saw and felt his face get warmer as he tried to move his head back to watch the movie again.
"Yeah, I'm fine Pewds. Let's just watch the movie again, alright?" He reached for the remote that was on the coffee table but I quickly grabbed his wrist and took it away. "Cry, don't lie to me. I know something is wrong, you can tell me anything." Cry glanced up at me but looked away as red started to fill his cheeks.
"Do you like living with me?" I think today is 'lets see how many times Cry can catch Pewdiepie off guard and make him blush' day.
I laughed a little and responded with, "Of course I do! Its been awesome so far and I've only been here for 2 days." Cry looked a little relieved at that and raised his eyes to look at me.
"I'm glad you do, friend." We looked at each other for a second before we both started to lean in closer to the other. My heart was racing, as was my head, but all I knew was that this was going to happen. The moment when our lips touched was the best of my life. Cry let his eyes close all the way, and so did I. We started to deepen the kiss by wrapping our arms around each other, mine around Cry's middle and his around my neck. I licked at Cry's lower lip for permission to enter, and soon after he opened and let me explore. We then started to tongue wrestle a little, fighting for dominance over the other. Surprisingly enough, Cry beat me before we had to break apart for air. Both Cry and I were flushed pure red and grinning like idiots, our foreheads resting against each other.
Cry's eyes then grew wide and stood up really fast, creating distance between us. I started to ask what was wrong but he raced out of the room before I could finish my sentence. I heard his bedroom door slam shut and I was left sitting alone on the sofa, stupefied.
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Cry POV
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I can't believe I just did that! Why would I do something like that to my best friend that just got out of a bad relationship?! I sigh at my stupidity and slide down my closed door and hold my face in my hands, drawing my legs up to my chest. God, I feel horrible. I raise my eyes from my hand and look at the bed Pewdiepie had slept in just the day before. He'd made it all nice and pretty for me, even though I hadn't done the same for him. I smiled a little at that and stood up to walk over to the bed. I flopped face first on to the soft pillows and breathed in.
They smell like him... I thought. My smile got a little bigger as I breathed in the scent that could only be described as 'Pewds.' But my smile quickly faded as I thought about what I could've possibly done. I didn't even know if I was gay. I'd never been with another guy before, but I know I enjoyed the kiss. Maybe he did too. Ugh, thinking is confusing. Maybe I'm bi? I don't know, I haven't been with a girl in a while.
I entertained the thought that I was just gay for him, no one else. I came to the conclusion that that was probably it. Either that or I was bisexual. My thoughts were interrupted as I heard a knock at my bedroom door. My eyes grew wide with fear that Pewdiepie was here to yell at me, say how disgusted he was, that he was moving out. The last one sounded the most horrible to me for some reason, probably because if that were to happen he would likely never talk to me again.
"Cry? Can you open the door? I just want to talk." I relaxed at hearing him say nothing about me being horrible for what I did. I walked to the door and opened it before returning to the bed and sitting on it, not looking at him. I glanced to the side and saw my mask sitting on my nightstand. I reached for it and put it on, feeling better at having my face hidden after a while of not wearing it. I felt the bed next to me dip and I knew Pewdie had sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders and I flinched away, not wanting any contact just yet. He put his arm back down and sighed, flopping on his back.
"I'm not mad at you, Cry. I just want to know why you kissed me." He sounded so casual when saying that, we might as well be talking about a new video game we found. "Are you going to say anything Cry?"
"... Did you like it?" I felt so stupid after I said that. Of course he didn-
"Yeah. I did."
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... What.
"Really? You did?" I turned to look at him and the first thing I was met with was one of his huge smiles that I love so much. He smiled even more as he said he did again and I suddenly felt like I was floating. "So... Does this mean you... Like me? Just a little?" I smiled a little hopefully as I waited for an answer. He looked thoughtfully up at the ceiling and smiled even wider.
"Yeah I do. Way more than a little." He looked back at me and I felt my face turning red for the millionth time that day. I grinned stupidly and giggled a little as I flopped on my back too. He turned on his side, putting his arm under his head to support it and threw his other one around my waist. I scooted closer to him and wrapped both if my arms around his neck.
"Well... So do I. I like you a lot, Pewds." I blushed and buried my face in his chest as I though about asking him to be with me. I decided to go for it after a moment.
"Cry, will you be my boyfriend?/Will you go out with me Pewds?" We both laughed at that and also said 'yes' at the same time. I sighed contentedly against Pewdiepie's shirt and grinned largely when I was suddenly determined to kiss the living shit out of him. I removed my mask from my face, throwing it and letting it land wherever, and pushed Pewds onto his back. He gave no resistance and just smiled at me, giving me clear permission to do what I please.
I lied down on him, intertwining our legs and pressed my lips on his. He immediately kissed back and soon we were tongue wresting again but this time was much more intense and better. I put my arms around his neck and he put his around my waist. I was not expecting him to flip our positions, him on top of me and me sandwiched between the bed and him.
We slowly started to get more intense as the seconds passed, but too soon did the time come for us to break apart for air. Both of us were breathing heavily as a result of our little make-out. I smiled and hugged Pewds and he did the same for me. I felt like I could stay like this, with him forever. I had never felt happier in my life than at this moment.
It was then that I realized it had probably gotten late, so I suggested we both sleep here in my bed. Pewdie was happy to hear that so we disconnected and got under the warm blanket. As soon as we got situated and I had taken off my glasses, Pewdiepie put his arms around me again and I wrapped mine around his. We were spooning by this point; we fit together perfectly... Like we were meant to be together like this.
I felt him sigh against my hair and whisper, almost silently, "I love you, Cry." I smiled tiredly and said "I love you too, Pewdiepie." Soon after we both fell asleep, happy, and together