Perspectives

Realizations

A/N: hallo frens. I've been mildly obsessed with Poly!BBS stories and wanted to write one lol so this'll be Vanoss/H20 Delirious/I Am Wildcat/Moo Snuckle/Terroriser. Mostly mutual pining tho, I'll have to write another segment where they all finally get together but Enjoy!

~Banana

It started off simple.

Jonathan was the shy, adorable friend who would show is crazy side to only his friends.

Evan was the calm one, the rock who everyone knew they could talk to.

Brock was the mom of the group, everyone's biggest support.

Brian was the best friend who would help a fallen friend while laughing his ass off.

Tyler was a floating flirt with a smartass mouth and cocky grin.

The 5 men were the closest out of the entire group. There was nothing better for Jonathan than when he played with these men in GTA or GMOD, whether it just be one of them or all of them.

He'd always considered himself pan. He loved people, he loved personalities, he loved happy laughs and screams of delight.

He grew closer to Evan first, and knew the Canadian had stolen a piece of his heart. He knew by the way his soul warmed as he called him up at 3am when he had an anxiety attack or a nightmare and Evan would talk to him softly and supportingly.

But for a whole week, he spent playing Fortnite with Tyler and Brian, and knew each of them had a piece too. The way Tyler would laugh loudly at Brian whenever the Irish man would rage, and the way Brian would fuck with someone and he'd hear the little snorts of laughter come through his headset.

And then there was Brock. The man who was closest to him in age, and they both made jokes during their private talks that as the elders of their little group, they were the most responsible and mature (when in all reality, they were sometimes the most childish).

Jon didn't know how to approach the men and as his feelings grew with each laugh, each remark and each smile he got during Skype calls. He never showed his face, seeing the pretty blue of Tyler's and Brian's eyes or the warm brown of Evan's and Brock's. Sometimes he felt like he didn't belong and soon started pulling away, declining game invites and making excuses to avoid the calls.

There was no way he could tell his four best friends that he was in love with them.

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Evan noticed first. He noticed the change of enthusiasm when Delirious laughed during GTA, the way it faded out a lot sooner than normal. He noticed he quit getting 3am calls, and how Delirious never wanted to chat in their discord.

He brought it up to Brock first. He knew Delirious was closest to Brock out of the group besides himself.

"Yeah, I've noticed that too. He doesn't message me as much either. Brian told me he's been avoiding him too," Brock said worriedly and Evan frowned at his friends face.

"Let me talk to Tyler, I know Del liked to play Fortnite with him. I'll call you right back okay?" Brock said and Evan nodded. "I'll call Brian, maybe we can figure something out," Evan said, heart warming at the thought of talking to the Irish man. He was one of his favorite people to talk to, after Del of course.

Brock hung up and Evan eyed the screen with Brocks name and picture still visible. Evan knew he cared deeply for his friends, but he'd always been really close to Brock, Brian, and Tyler. And Delirious. There was something special about that faceless cackle, the whispered talks at 3am. Evan's heart always broke when he got called and he'd hear Delirious sniffle as he tried to laugh away his nightmares.