Oliver faced the screen as he skyped with his friend Ryan. I'm blushing, he thought. Why am I blushing?
"You okay, dude?" Ryan asked.
"Yeah," Oliver said, "Let's start the stream."
"Great!"
The two started thier Friday night stream, as usual, with a random item to photoshop. There were about twenty viewers, as usual.
"Okay," Ryan said as he added eyes to the triangle photoshop on his computer, "What next?"
Oliver wasn't listening: he was too busy staring awkwardly at his friend in the Skype video.
"Oliver!" Ryan interrupted.
Cran shook his head. "Huh? Oh. Right. Yeah...um...a skull maybe?"
"We did that last time," Ryan joked.
"I guess we did."
Get it together! Oliver thought, Come on, pay attention.
"Oliver, are you okay?" Ryan asked, concerned.
"I'm fine."
"What's the matter then?"
"I love you," Those three words slipped from Cran's mouth and he blushed a deep red.
He hung up the skype call. How could he say that out loud? How could he face the stream again? How could he face Ryan again? Oliver spun in his chair, gritting his teeth, until his phone rang. It was a text from Ryan
Oliver, please call me. I love you too. Really.
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First ever RyanBersher Fic
HumorCranbersher (aka Oliver) is a stop motion animator on youtube, RyantheMic (Ryan) is also a youtuber. This idea came to me while I was watching thier streams. Basically, Cranbersher tells Ryan he loves him.
