Try Guys Preferences

6# You Realize You Like-Like Him

Eugene: Eugene and you had become fast friends on set and you two were arguably one of BuzzFeed's most shipped OTPs. Everyone tweeted it and even some of your co-workers asked how things were going with Eugene and you always laughed a little confusedly and wondered why people thought you were dating until one day on set.

You were going to be in a video this time instead of filming it and it was a more serious video and you had been on set all day, rehearsing to get your parts right and after a while you were so tired and so hungry that on your break you were relieved to get something to eat.. Until you realized your wallet was at home. You were going to settle on stealing something from Allison or Sara, they always had snacks, but Eugene showed up behind you.

"Hey, I got you a smoothie and a Taco Bell Crunch Wrap, you looked hungry," he said, handing you the food and sitting down beside you at the table.

You smiled at Eugene. He was thoughtful, attentive and sweet as all heck. You had a wonderful break that day.

Keith: You and Keith were talking in the kitchen while you heated up your food and he was waiting for the coffee machine to function. Just as you were about to open the microwave, Keith screamed bloody murder. "What?!" You asked, jumping out of your skin at the bloodcurdling, deep man-scream of Keith's.

"Spider! Big spider, I'm not touching that one with a ten-foot pole!" He said, scooting away from it. You walked over and seeing that it wasn't even the diameter of a penny, you took a mug and trapped it before letting it go in a potted plant down the hall. You giggled when Keith was shocked that you didn't even flinch. Keith was a big ol' softie at heart despite his sometimes intimidating height and deep voice and he couldn't stop asking how you weren't afraid. You felt great.. You.. spider whisperer.

Ned: Ned was a really athletic guy, but sometimes he got so pumped that he hurt himself pretty badly. One day you were sitting at your desk when Ned hobbled in from his lunch break. "Uh, Y/N, do you happen to have any
band-aids or Neosporin or something?" You turned, taking off your headphones to see Ned bleeding from both knees and elbows. "Ned!" You screeched, turning in your chair and rummaging through the filing cabinet next to you in corner. It was stocked with first aid supplies at the bottom just for situations like this.

"Sorry," he smiled sheepishly, "I scored a three-pointer and so I had to celebrate," he finished. You were bandaging him up after disinfecting his scrapes.

"Ned, you gotta be more careful, man, I don't wanna have to fix you so often," you laughed, although it was one of those get-it-together huff-laughs.

"But I get to see you more if I come to you with problems," Ned smiled shyly. You finished bandaging his cuts and he thanked you and as he walked off, you couldn't help but blush to yourself.

Zach: You had been talking with Zach at lunch before he mentioned that he and the guys were filming a Try Guys video that afternoon. They were trying on wedding dresses with a designer model and he seemed pretty excited.

After a little over an hour and a half, Zach came over to your desk where you were writing a BuzzFeed article and you turned to greet him when he ushered you outside.

"How is this fair? How come Eugene can look good in any dress? How come Ned knows everything about love? How come Keith is the funny one? I want to have a good line for once! Where's my fanfiction?" He exclaimed. He always felt like the underdog, the side character, the one noone likes as much as everyone else.

"But, Zach, without you, the Try Guys would be like The Beatles without John Lennon, or Queen without the drummer. You may not be the ringleader, but you're crucial. Have you scrolled through your tags on tumblr? You've got gifsets and fanart and ship confessions! People love you! You're the most relatable of all the Try Guys!" You explained to him. "You're my favorite Try Guy."

"I am?" He asked, a small smile playing on his face.

"Well, yeah, we're best friends, of course," you smiled, your cheeks dusting lightly with pink.

"Well, thanks. I'm sorry I ranted, I just needed to vent.. You opened my eyes there, all four of them," he joked, referring to his glasses. You smiled. He was so sweet and so small, but he needed the most assurance. You were determined to be that person for him.