Colby Brock Centric Oneshots

Loved (Solby)

Fame was something that people often paid for. Fame was something that could be good in moderation and used to someones advantage but also harmful in some scenarios. Often people used there platform in ways that were frowned upon. Some people used it in ways that were purely to fulfill there own selfish desires. Those same people didn't care who they had to bring down, cut out of there lives or what morals they had to defy as long as they got to the top.

It gave influencers and celebrities a bad reputation.

Most fans viewed fame as toxic, there own jealousy conquering there mind as the turned into haters. Leaving hate where it used to be support. As more viewers watched their videos more people left comments about they had changed as their popularity rose. It never got to them because they knew it simply wasn't true, they were still the same boys from Kansas that had a passion for YouTube. They were just as they always had been whether they had a smaller audience or a bigger audience.

Just because they couldn't reply to everyone's comments or satisfy everyone's needs didn't mean that they were ungrateful or that they had let fame take away their passion.

Fame was good and bad in many ways which was something that they had learned the hard way.

The day had started out like any average day for them. Except they had scheduled a meet and greet. It was always fun being able to interact with those that they owed it all too. But at the same time, it was stressful. Sam didn't seem too stressed having adjusted to the years of doing these. Colby was another story entirely he couldn't shake the feeling of unease in the pit of his stomach.

He had a gut feeling that something was going to go terribly wrong today and he couldn't quite place why he felt the way he did. Still, he kept it to himself not wanting to say anything to Sam who would possibly think he was being stupid. It honestly was probably just his nerves every time he went to one of these it felt like it was the first time. The feeling of constant anxiety and insecurities never got any better as he was scrutinized under the eyes of the public. Still, he just went with it because, in all honesty, he loved meeting everyone he just hated the feeling of vulnerability that came with it.

It always felt like they were watching his every move almost waiting for him to do something wrong, to say something rude or make a wrong gesture just so they could post about it and say that the fame had changed him. Which in reality was what was going on and it was suffocating.

His train of thought was broken as he heard his name being called from Sam. Jumping slightly in surprise he sighed before examining himself in the full-length mirror. He had decided to dress simply because he didn't want people perceiving him as snobbish if he had dressed up. He wore a simple black T-shirt with white sleeves. He topped the outfit off with black distressed jeans, white converse, and a black beanie.

Chuckling softly as the beanie boy song rang throughout his mind he made his way to Sam. Hopefully, nobody thought that he was dressed lazily but he guessed it was better than people viewing him as snobbish.

Sam smiled at him and his heart seemed to soar immediately. He felt slightly at ease as they made their way to the car hand in one another's. But as Sam headed to the driver's seat that peace of mind left. They had just come out publicly and this was the first meet and greet they had done since. He had actively avoided social media out of fear of people's reactions and frankly it scared him not knowing what to expect.

People could either be really supportive, hateful or they could think it was just a prank. Jaw clenching slightly in panic he decided to roll down his window as Sam drove. The wind eased his through his soft brunette hair and swayed the beanie. His mind stayed heavy as he listened to his boyfriend's complaints of traffic. There was a lot of traffic and it helped slightly knowing that it may be a little while before he had to face anyone. Biting his lip as he stares self consciously at himself in the rearview mirror.