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[Y/n's pov]

We enter his streaming room and it looks so cool. He had random little things hung all over. He goes over to his desk where all his streaming stuff was and starts talking into his mic. I stand by the door still admiring the room.
"Y/n, wanna introduce yourself?" "sure." I say smiling and walking over. He pulls an extra chair over and moves his mic so it's down to my level. I look over at him, him giving me a reassuring look. I look back to the monitor and start talking. "Hey everyone, uh my names Y/n. I'm an old friend of Hasans', that's the whole reason I'm here actually. Hasan found out I was in Cali, and so he hit me up and asked me to meet up. And here I am." I say smiling into the camera laughing a bit. Hasan smiles then speaks up. "Yea, that's true. But it's been almost 5-6 years so can you blame me for that. Y/n and I go wayyyy back." He says looking at me. I nod in response. I roll my chair away letting him have his stream back and sit out of frame so no one can see me.
There's small conversations between me and him throughout the stream and time to time he'll leave to go take care of something so I'd start talking to chat. They all seemed to like me for the most part.

It's been almost 4 hours since Hasan's been streaming. He ends his stream with his song and goes offline. For the majority of the stream I was sat on his couch he had in the room on my phone just scrolling through social media and texting Jaylen, keeping her updated.
I look up from my phone to see that Hasan's stood in front of me. "Hello there sir." "Hello madam." he says back smiling. I couldn't help myself so I smiled back. "I'm done streaming now y'know. Ended early today since you're here." "Wow, I feel special." I say looking at him. He just laughs. "Do you wanna go anywhere?" He asks. I remember what he had told me earlier and say, "You still owe me a house tour." "Oh yeaaaaa" he says back. "Well get up, I'll show you around." he says and lends me a hand. I take it into mine and he pulls me up. "Wow you're light." I roll my eyes.
"Okay where to first?" He asks me. "Well I mean you are the tour guide here." I say jokingly. He laughs in response. "Let's go to the living room then kitchen. My two favorite places." I say smiling. He nods. He leads me down the stairs and into the big open living room which has a big view to the backyard. "Here's the living room. pretty big area, it's nice when you have lots of family over. But besides the space, the best part is the view of the back." He says pointing to the giant glass window. I once again, stare in awe. "Have you had lots of family or friends over?" I ask. "family, no. But friends, yes." I nod. "The only family that have been here are my parents and siblings. No cousins or anything like that." He says. I hum in response. "But I've had quite a few friends over. Nothing to big obviously for covid reasons, but yea."
"Yea, understandable." I say. "You wanna see the kitchen now?" He asks. I nod, as we walk over to the kitchen. It was absolutely gorgeous. It has a big island, and it also has the microwave and ovens into the wall, that's surrounded by many cupboards. The fridge was blended in with the cupboards. Everything was Beautiful and modern. "Can we take a look at the backyard now?" I ask. "Yea lets go."
We make our way out to the back through the living room. The back looked really big from the living room window, but when you actually come outside it somehow manages to look bigger. He has a beautiful view of the city from the back. It's decorated with bistro lights, tiki torches, and a bunch of other things. the lawn chairs to the side, and there's a cabana that has a couch and table on the inside of it. And of course with every mansion in Hollywood comes a pool. can't forget that. "Pool heated?" I ask. "yea it is. why, plan on jumping in?" "Noooooo" I say. He laughs at me. I switch up the subject and say, "It's so calming up here, so quiet." I say, then going to lean against the railing, staring at the view. Hasan comes up next to me doing the same. "It really is. But it sometimes it gets to quiet up here y'know? Like it just gets to lonely." I look over at him. "Well it's better than NY. No sounds of people screaming or horns honking." I say with a small laugh. "That's true." He says smiling. "Hey, I'm glad you came down to visit." He says and shifts his entire body my way. I do the same. "It's nice to finally have someone over that isn't my parents or siblings." he says with a soft voice. I smile at him. "It was nice to see you again, big man." I walk over to him as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into a hug. I put my arms around his body as I melt into the hug. "I missed you, Y/n. Like a lot." "I missed you too Hasan, a lot." He kisses the top of my head like before, then rests his chin on top. Once again, my stomach doing flips in all ways possible.
We stand there in each other's arms, as the sun sets behind the valley, leaving all sorts of reds, purples, pinks, oranges, and yellows in the sky, making it look like a beautiful splatter painting.
He moves his chin up from my head as I look up. He stares deeply into my eyes as i do the same to him. God he's so beautiful. I see him look down at my lips as I do the same to him. He slowly leans in and I follow. Just as we're about to do it, he looks into my eyes for consent. I very lightly nod. And just as he was about to, my phone rings. Well fuck. Just like every fanfic and/or story, my phone just HAS to ring in the perfect moment. Great. We both pull back with a light blush on our faces. "Sorry, its my mom." I say awkwardly laughing. He just stands there, embarrassed. "It's fine, go ahead and uh take it, it's probably important." He says as he puts his hands into the pocket of his shorts. I nod and head inside. Well fuck.

HEYOO
ok so far so good, i think it's starting to come together. uh don't know where i'm gonna take the next chapter but we'll see. also sorry for not making it as long lol it's like 4am
anyway hope you liked this chapter!! more to come soon:)))
-L

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