This was a prompt request from the sweet evanfong-tastic on Tumblr who said: "A prompt for the Queen of H2OVanoss- [Evan takes the bus (although everyone is silently on their electronics). He hears a man constantly giggling (Delirious). Eventually they talk and he finds out Jon was laughing at Vanoss' videos the whole time] :3"

Evan was your average guy. The kind of guy that had a routine of riding the bus to the gym because traffic was too much to deal with and he probably would have totalled his car by now. He was also quiet and liked to keep to himself.

That day was just another day, normal and nothing significant until he got on the bus to go home and the entire ride he kept pausing his music to figure who the hell was laughing.

It didn't bother him, it was just a laugh that was so bubbly and different and it stuck in his head even after the guy in the blue hoodie got off at a cafe that he himself visited every now and then.

Maybe that guy had always rode the bus like he did. Maybe he just didn't notice before, not until he heard his laughter and uncontrolled giggling. After that, anywhere he went and his eyes caught sight of anything remotely blue, his heart would jump. He didn't know why.

His gym routine was something he started to enjoy even more just because he knew that guy was probably going to be on the bus again. He always was. It never failed.

Then there was the day that he left the gym, got on the bus, and there wasn't a seat left. Only one and it was right beside the guy in blue who glanced up and immediately moved his pack that was beside him and made room.

Evan took a seat beside him with a skipping heart and grinned, "Thanks, man."

The guy smiled, "No problem."

Evan was stuck in a daze from that wide white smile that was burning itself into his brain and he couldn't get anything else to leave his mouth before the guy put his headphones back in and went back to watching a video on his phone.

He fell into a fit of giggles, the ones that drove Evan mad and he glanced over at the screen only to find one of his own gaming videos playing on the man's phone.

Evan wanted to speak up, but his tongue was caught when they reached the next stop and the guy got up and left. He was left sitting there dumbfounded, feeling like an idiot with a crush on someone he didn't even know.

A few weeks passed and their routine went back to normal and there were always ample amounts of seats, much to Evan's disappointment. Until the day there wasn't and he made sure the only one available was beside him. But the guy didn't get on the bus that day and Evan found himself going home feeling lonelier than he ought to have.

The next bus ride was quiet as he went to the gym, it was all he ever did other than game. He didn't have friends, no one to be with, so the gym was the only thing that kept his mind off of things. But lately even the gym had his mind racing, filled with the color of that guy's jacket and his smile and that fucking obnoxiously adorable laugh.

He was sulking against the window when he felt someone standing next to him. His eyes moved up the long body and the blue jacket, and to the face he'd never really seen before. The guy's hood was down and he was looking at him with raised brows and a stupidly cute grin.

"Mind if I sit here?"

Evan sat up straighter and shook himself from his selfish misery and felt brighter instantly. "No, go ahead."

The guy sat beside him and pulled out his phone and Evan spoke this time before he put his head phones on, "I'm Evan, by the way."

He stuck his hand out at him and the man smiled back at him as he shook it. Evan felt it in his knees. "I'm Jonathan."

Evan searched desperately for conversation, "So . . . you're early today." Then he cursed himself, "Sorry that sounds really creepy that I know your schedule."

Jonathan giggled, "No, it's fine dude. This is actually the first time I've seen you not sweaty from post-workout. It's nice."

Evan laughed and tried not to let his nerves show so he curled his toes in his shoes to keep from rubbing at his neck or twisting his fingers in his hand.

"And I'm early today because I'm going to to Game Stop before I head to the cafe."

Evan grabbed the opportunity, "You game?"

"I do. A lot actually. That's kind of what I do. I have a YouTube channel."

Evan chewed at his lip, "So do I."

Jonathan perked up even more, "Really? What's your name or your Gamertag? We should play sometime, you seem pretty chill."

Evan grinned, "It's VanossGaming."

The comprehension spread across his attractive face and Evan slowly smiled, "I'm not lying."

"Wow. I've been riding the bus for two months with Vanoss. Just . . . wow." Jonathan rubbed his face and then stared at him for a minute, grinning like an idiot before the bus neared Evan's stop, "Okay, I've been trying to work up the courage to talk to you for days now. I even made myself so nervous yesterday that I didn't leave home. So how do you feel about skipping gym today and getting games and coffee with me maybe?"

Evan rubbed his lips together in fake thought before he smiled, "Yeah. I'd like that."

That was the first time Evab broke his daily routine and made a new friend in the process. A friend that he kept close, gamed with, laughed with. A friend that quickly turned into a best friend, whom he grew to love. It was a love that grew so strong that one day Evan made him his boyfriend.