You and the man approach the coffee shop with a very boring title, and head in.
"Empty, though, that was expected." He mutters, approaching the counter and waiting for a man to appear to take his order.
You take a look at the man from behind. You can now make out he has dirty-blonde, messy hair from what sticks out from his beanie. Though, you wanted to see his face.
"When he turns.." You mumble to yourself.
The man finishes ordering, smiling and paying the tired worker. He then grabs his coffee and slips around you, making it unable to catch his eye or even a glimpse of his face. You'd turn around, but that would be too creepy, so you just order a coffee.
The worker almost immediately hands it to you, you pay, and you sit with the man. He's got his hands covering his face and his drink has not been slightly sipped.
He's crying.
You're at a struggle for words, but you think of something. You open your mouth to speak but then his hands leave his face, wiping the tears as they collapse down on to the table and his face becomes visible.
Whatever you were about to say becomes oblivion and you're eyes become locked on him, speechless.
The man you ended up picking up on the street, broken and sad and ended up at a coffee shop with?
He.. Was... Pewdiepie.
He hasn't looked back at you yet, but he manages to do a manly chuckle to nothing while looking at the ground and you snap inside.
"I-" the word spits out quickly and loudly and he shoots his head up at you. You flush red.
He quirks a brow at you. "You alright?" His voice soothes your indescribable feeling and you swallow.
"Y-yes. Sorry." You nervously respond, fixing your hair a bit. "Are..are you?"
He smiles, his nose widening with the smile. Although, after a moment, his smile breaks in to pain and... damn, could you ever feel it.
You really want to say something but you can't. You don't know what has happened to him and it may be best to just not say anything of yourself at all. So, you end up doing what you became best at. Speaking with your actions.
You reach out your hand across the table just far enough for him to notice it. He looks up at you, eyes burnt of the past, and he breathes in, takes your hand, then breathes out. You tilt your head at him with a supportive smile.
"Thank you." He tries his best at choking the words up. "I-I.. I'm Felix."
You can't hide the fact that you know him, you thought that would, in-a-way, be a type of lie.
"I know."
Felix's eyes kind of open up a bit at you.
"Great... Now he knows your a fan and he won't-" your thoughts vanish as his hand holds yours tightly in his, and your eyes slip up to a giant grin spread across his beautiful face.
Oh, wow... How he did that well.
"I didn't catch your name, though. I gave you mine.. I deserve yours."
His voice lightens your depressed mood and you nod positively.
"My name is (y/n)." You say with confidence.
"And?.." He smirks.
"And what?"
A chuckle escapes his smiled lips. "Tell me more about yourself, (y/n)!.. Please?" His voice dropped as he asked at the end of the sentence.
Your eyes kind of lock with his and you're lost in his gaze. "I..I.." Is all that manages to be said from you. Felix accepts that.
"I guess.. That's a hard start? Eh?"
You nod.
"Well.. Can I ask you something? Kind of a favour?"
You nod again. He looks embarrassed.
"Do.. You have an extra bed in your house? I'm kind of.. Let's just say, lost? And I'm in need of a place to stay.."
Your heart flutters at the idea of him staying at your house, but if also emerges a ton of questions that you do not bitch to ask. So, you nod.
"I... Thank you." Felix smiles.
You check the time, releasing your hand from his.
"Oh god.. We should get to my house before Mark wakes up." You quickly state, standing yourself up and leaving your untouched coffees. "Come on!"
Felix agrees quickly, even though you know he's clueless to what you just said. He follows you back outside, waving to the worker and walk to the car's doors, opening them and quickly jumping in. You turn it on and put it in drive almost immediately, and are off back to your home.
Though, you're still speechless in your mind.