A Product Of The Internet

Coming Out?

Tyler's POV:

It had been several weeks after Noah's meltdown and now everything seems to have slowly gone back to the way they were. Troye and Noah are back together and expecting a baby in nine months, PJ has vanished into thin air and Connor and I couldn't be happier together.

The only thing is, Troye managed to persuade Noah to make a video with him, explaining their current relationship status and announcing that Noah was pregnant. I was over the moon for them, but I couldn't help longing that Connor would want to make a video like that with me. I wanted the whole world to know how much he means to me.

After watching their video for the third time today, I scrolled down to the comments, seeing the usual "I can't even"'s  and the "Please name the baby Tyler Oakley II".

Then I saw the ignorant comments that every popular youtuber got.
"Kill yourselves"
"I hope you realise Noah is a slut, she'll just cheat again."
I rolled my eyes and clicked my laptop shut.

Shrugging off the harsh comments, my mind drifted to the fantasies of Connor and I making our relationship public. I smiled, obliviously, my feelings on a make believe high.

But what goes up must come down, right?

Momentarily I had forgotten that Connor was a very private, introverted person, it had taken him years to even come out as gay, so how long would it take him to announce to several million people that he was dating me?

I made a guttural inhuman noise and laid my head on my desk, sulking.

Just as soon as I put my head down, it jolted back up again when I heard a key in the door.

"Tilly I got chipotle,"

I heard Connor kick the door shut with his foot and place a bag on the kitchen counter.

Before I could properly compose myself, he bust in the room fixing his eyes on me.

"Oh no, are you sick?" He said, the smile that once lit up his face, fading.

"N-no! I'm fine!" I tried my best to smile, but I'm sure it looked more like I was in pain.

"There's something wrong."

Damn you Connor, and your mind reading skills.

"I want to make a coming out video." I blurted out.

No regrets, Tyler. No regrets...

A look of confusion crossed his face before it was quickly replaced with a wide grin.

"Everyone knows you're gay, Tyler. Everyone. You dyed your hair every shade of the rainbow for gods sake. Just admit you're gay as fuck" he said, chuckling.

"Shut up! Have you seen Michael Clifford? He is a walking rainbow, the mascot of homosexuality and yet calls him gay as fuck!"
I pondered what I had said for a while

"But yeah, I am really gay aren't I?" I said, after a short lived silence.

He continued to laugh.

"Besides, that's not what I meant.."

He rested his hip on my desk, raising an eyebrow at me. I took this as an opportunity to continue.

"Uh, it's just that you and I have been a thing for a while..and I think we should tell our subscribers that we're together. I mean it's not fair on them that we're hiding this from them. But of course it's your choice and--"