A/N: Enjoy!

That Friday, Baz stood outside the door to Simon's apartment, steeling himself up to knock.

Simon had texted him, asking if he'd like to come over and film, and of course Baz said yes, but that didn't stop his first visit to Simon's apartment from being nerve-wracking as all get-out.

When he finally sucked in a breath and knocked twice on the wooden door, there was a long pause before he heard shuffling inside, and a girl with frizzy brown hair in green plaid pyjamas and striped socks came to the door.

With a shock, Baz realizes they've met before; in fact, that girl was the reason Baz had even Googled Simon in the first place.

In the coffee shop that day, the girl had looked friendly, if a little spaced out; now, she looked protective, and more than a little disapproving.

"You're Baz?" she asked, without smiling.

Baz nodded. "Yeah."

"I've seen you at Starbucks," she continues.

She was confusing him now.

"...Yeah?"

"Alright," she says after a pause. "Come on in."

As Penny makes her way to the office in the back of the apartment, (Baz following close behind) she thinks about this Baz character, and specifically, what she thought of him.

He seemed a little stuck up, that day he'd taken their order at Starbucks, but she'd assumed he was just grumpy from working. Now, off work, he didn't seem much better to her.

Penny would never talk bad about anyone Simon chose to date, but this Baz guy just didn't sit well with her. She wanted to make sure Simon dated someone who'd treat him right, and so far this guy didn't seem the type.

"He's in there."

She stops in the doorframe of the office and lets Baz through.

"Hey! Baz!" Simon's face lights up when he sees Baz walk through the doorframe. He gets up and walk-runs across the room to hug Baz in greeting. "Sorry I didn't come to the door, I had my headphones on," he admits sheepishly.

From her spot in the doorway, Penny can hear the laugh in Baz's voice when he says, "It's no problem!"

Making her way back to her room, Penny smiles.

Maybe this Baz guy was worth a shot after all.

Soon they're squished together playing Mario Kart 8 on one side of the couch, both leaning forward to get closer to the TV, and the warmth from their combined body heat is almost unbearable to Baz, but he isn't complaining. Besides, Simon doesn't seem to mind, and Baz loves being this close to someone.

They're halfway through the 2nd lap on Sweet Sweet Canyon when Simon's stomach growls.

He laughs and pauses the game before standing up and stretching.

"Sorry, dude, I'm hungry! Are you hungry? Let's go get a snack," He says in one big jumble, and Baz is suddenly reminded of a hyperactive golden retriever, with the way everything Simon did was quick.

Baz had eaten before he'd left his house, because there was no fucking way Basilton Pitch was gonna walk into someone else's house and take food without it being offered up first. He cringed at the thought of what his Aunt Fiona would say if she found out about him doing that.

Simon bounces into the kitchen, opens the cabinet at the very bottom, and gets out a box of… something. Baz can't read it from where he is, and he;s about to ask what Simon's doing when Simo tosses a package of the thing from the box in his direction.

Baz had pretty good reflexes from playing football all throughout secondary school, so catching the package was no problem even with Simon's complete lack of warning.

With the mystery package now in his hand, Baz read the name on the bright yellow wrapping: Fruit Gushers.

Baz looked at Simon quizzically. Simon didn't seem to be paying attention through his own happiness.

"Gushers, the favorite snack of elementary school kids everywhere!" He laughed. "And me, of course. My favorite are the red ones; they're cherry."

He looked over at Baz, to see what he thought, when he was met with Baz's blank stare.

"You don't like Gushers?" Simon asked, tilting his head. "That's okay, I can find you something else-"

"No, that's not it," Baz interrupted, shaking his head before Simon got the wrong idea. "I don't know what this is."

"What...Gushers are?" Simon confirmed, like someone not knowing about Gushers was a completely foreign concept.

"Yeah."

"Well then, open them up!" Simon said excitedly, scooting closer to watch Baz's expression. "I can't believe I get to see you try Gushers for the first time! This is so cool."

Baz was a little taken aback by SImon's interest, but he supposed it made sense. Apparently, everything interested Simon; it would just take some getting used to.

Baz opens the package and Simon makes small talk. "Do you not have Gushers in the UK? That's where you're from, right? When'd you come here?"

"No, yes, and about two years ago," Baz replied, keeping it short so he could get to the eating part.

He picks out one of the red ones (a difficult task, as they all stuck together) because Simon said it was good, and chewed it contemplatively before deciding, "It's good."

"I knew you'd like them!" Simon grinned triumphantly, before taking a little hop up to sit on the counter.

Baz joins him a second later, and as Simon watches Baz finish his Gushers sitting on the island across from him, he can't help but smile.

It was a little hard for Simon to believe he was really there, but Simon didn't have to touch him to know that the Baz right in front of him was 100%, completely and totally real.

After they finished eating their Gushers, Simon lead the way into the office, where the camera was already set up on the tripod.

Simon fiddled with the settings on the back of the camera while Baz got settled on the couch.

"What are we playing, Simon?" Baz questioned. Simon hummed.

"Ask me again when we start the video," he said mischievously, looking up and smirking at Baz.

Baz didn't question further, mostly because the first time he asked he was just trying to break the silence, but Baz had to admit he was curious.

Once Simon finished with the controls, he sat down next to Baz and they prepared to start the video.

"You ready?" Simon asked, a twinge of nervousness showing through his usually relaxed Texan accent.

"'Course," Baz said nonchalantly. "Our first collab, what's not to love?"

Simon hit "record," and just like that, it began.

"Hey guys, today I have a very special guest here with me, Baz Pitch! Say 'hi,' Baz." Simon grinned and patted Baz on the cheek.

"Hello from Simon's channel, everyone," Baz said, sounding much more composed and formal than his bouncy bronze-haired counterpart.

"So what are we playing today, Simon?" Baz asked for a second time, grinning because it was something only they'd know.

"Well, at first, when I was trying to think of games we could play, I was going for really intense, two-player versus games," Simon started off. "But then I assessed your personality, and decided that you didn't seem much like a crazy-obsessed gamer."

Simon looked to Baz questioningly, seemingly wanting to see if he had guessed right. Baz smiled.

"You got me, gaming is not my strong suit," Baz laughed.

Simon grinned. "Great! So I was thinking, what's a fun, introductory-level game that everyone can enjoy?"

He leaned over and grabbed something from behind the couch cushion.

"Animal Crossing!"

"Oh my god," Baz said laughingly and rolled his eyes. "Isn't that the game with the cute little fantasy animals that you literally cannot lose?"

"That's the one!" Simon confirmed, now pulling out his limited-edition Pikachu 3DS.

"Now, I'm gonna show you how to play on my file, but we can make you a file when you get the hang of things," Simon explained, and Baz leaned closer to watch.

Simon walks him through the different tools in the game, interacting with the townsfolk, and completing city projects for a long while, even though he knows he'll edit out the boring parts later.

"So you think you're ready now, young grasshopper?" Simon asks jokingly, and Baz rolls his eyes dramatically.

"Do I think I'm ready to play a game I can't lose? I don't know, I might need more time to prepare," Baz jokes back, bumping Simon with his shoulder.

"Hey, watch the sass, bucko, you're lucky to have as great a teacher as me!" Simon exclaimed, feigning offense. "Just let me take it back to the home screen so you can start your file."

Simon did what he said he would, faster than Baz would have thought possible, and soon Baz found himself on a train, talking to some kind of cat-man.

"Do I really have to talk to this guy?" Baz whined. "I wanna get to the designing my house part."

Simon whispered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like, "that's gay," before Baz punched his arm.

"You're gay," Baz retorted, and to Simon, Baz's accented voice saying that was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard.

"Okay, first off, you're gay. I'm bi, there's a difference, and second," He paused for dramatic effect. "Nope, that's it, you're gay."

"Well, thanks for the PSA," Baz said, with a chuckle.

"So, Baz how do you feel about the game so far?" Simon piped up suddenly as Baz was harvesting an apple tree. The only thing Baz could feel, however, was Simon setting up a joke.

"I feel like it's been cute so far. It's been quite enjoyable," Baz said slowly, not sure where SImon was headed with his joke.

"Oh, okay, I just wanted to make sure, with it being Animal Cross-ing and all," Simon said, grinning from ear to ear at his pun. "Get it? 'Cause you're a vampire?"

Simon poked Baz in the side, and Baz playfully swatted his finger away.

"I'm not a vampire, but you're definitely a nerd," Baz replied with a smile.

'I caught a dab! I'm not just dabbling anymore!'

Baz didn't look up from reading the message on the screen the game, but he could see Simon dab in his peripherals.

"That hasn't been cool for about 6 months, Simon," Baz reminded him.

"Then why is it making you smile so hard?" Simon asked, and his smug face was suddenly really close to Baz's.

So Baz did the obvious thing and turned his head to kiss him, even though he'd been holding back because of the camera while they'd been filming.

Simon didn't seem to mind.

It was 8:50 P.M.

Baz was browsing the used game section of GameStop while the teenage employee behind the counter eyed him suspiciously. Baz knew the store closed at 9; he'd be quick.

He finds what he's looking for and brings it over to the counter to pay, and once he's done he grabs the bag and flips his hood up to protect against the slight rain that started sprinkling while he'd been inside. She speedwalks all the way to his apartment, but his jacket's still uncomfortably damp by the time he gets there.

In the dark that night, Baz plays his very own copy of Animal Crossing: New Leaf by the faint glow of the lightning through his window.

A/N: I really am sorry this took so long! I'm just trash, there's no other excuse lmao school sucks I want to die