online | dorbyn

THREE

//  bc i'm mean, i updated the warnings in the zero chapter from a drop of angst to heavy angst ok bye //

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the next day, daniel hummed along to the song playing in the background while he waited for more people to come onto his stream. the notification went out about four minutes ago (LIVE!!!!! speed running for fun!!!!!!! :D), and he was just about ready to start. "sup my lil' baddies." he said with a smile when his face cam popped up. "how's it going? fit check? yes yes! let's do that!"

he stood up.

the chat was freaking out. mainly about how soft daniel looked, which he was. his hair had grown out a bit, letting it flop to the side. he had on a large sweater from corbyn's merch store, and some joggers. "it's a little chilly today, it's supposed to rain." he sat back down. "and yes this is corbyn's sweater from his merch store. very comfortable, ten out of ten."

speaking of corbyn, he went MIA for the rest of the night after zach's stream last night. he didn't want to push the older boy, but he just dipped out on the stream and it worried daniel.

he's a worrier. he worries about his friends a little too much. he worries about his friends before he worries about himself which is something he should probably work on.

but corbyn was watching his stream. which means he's alive. which means daniel can stop worrying for two seconds but he can't stop worrying because he's a big ball of anxiety.

he pulled up minecraft, and started up a new seed. "not doing much today, just doing a little speedrun because i'm bored. i'll try and keep up with donos but if not, i'll read through them after the runs."

while doing run after run, rain started to drizzle down, making him go on autopilot. it didn't happen much. rain just made him think about his mom. no one knew what happened to his mother except obviously daniel, and daniel's dad. they didn't need to know.

and daniel doesn't like pity.

it's the only secret he's kept from corbyn and the boys. he felt bad, knowing they made a promise never to keep secrets.

but he knows once he spills, corbyn would give him a soft smile, those stupid puppy eyes (that jack claims he has), and apologize. jonah would end up buying a plane ticket to give him the tightest hug ever, jack and zach went send him care packages, percy, dante and eben would probably facetime him everyday and he just... he doesn't want that.

he jumped when his phone rang, breaking him from his thoughts. corbyn's contact appeared on his screen. "hold up guys."

he muted his mic, but kept his face cam on, and picked up the phone. "hey, i'm live." are you okay? where'd you go last night? talk to me, please.

god if he ever said that outloud, he'd lock himself in the basement and never see the daylight again.

"i know. i'm uh.. i'm watching right now. you okay? you kinda.. went autopilot. chat wanted me to call and check up on you."

daniel smiled, looking down at his lap. "i'm okay. just zoned out a little i guess." he picked at a loose string. "you wanna pop on?"

"yeah." corbyn grinned. "let me get set up."

and with that, they hung up. daniel set his phone back down, and clicked the mic button. "corbs is gonna join us! he'll be on in a few minutes."