#askmini // minicat

.01

The soft glow of the late afternoon sunset outside leaked into the kitchen window. The sounds of cars and the blowing wind still soft enough to hear in the small yet sleek kitchen.

"Dude, I didn't expect your kitchen to be so small." Craig said as he finished setting up the light stand for the recording. Tyler laughed, running his hand through his dark hair. Craig fixed the tripod as he hurriedly moved behind the camera, trying to get Tyler in the shot.

"Why do you have to be a literal giant?!" Craig joked, finally leveling the camera.

"Why do you have to be such a little shit?!" Tyler shot back, chuckling with Craig. "Seriously, though, you need me to move back or...?"

Craig held his hand up, "If you move a bit to the left, then I can zoom in a bit." Tyler complied, awkwardly shuffling over to his left. Craig fixed his camera again before looking up at Tyler.

"You okay? You seem uncomfortable?" Craig asked, looking up at Tyler from his couched over position.

Tyler took a deep breath, "Nah, I'll be alright. I just," Tyler paused, relaxing his shoulders, "I'm just new to this whole vlog thing. I don't want to mess it up for you, ya know?"

Craig stood, taking his place next to the taller man. "What? You could never ruin anything for me, Tyler. Everyone basically went nuts when I said I was visiting you, even more so when I told them I planned to film Ask Mini with you."

Tyler smiled softly, taking on a more relaxed posture. Craig smiled as he grabbed his phone, going over the batch of questions he had chose earlier from the hashtag. Most were dares rather than questions. The white light of Craig's phone reflected from his glasses and pale face. Tyler only stole looks at Craig every few moments, his brown eyes watching as the shorter man scrolled down his phone.

Tyler's stomach began to flip. His hands felt clammy, his spine tingled. Tyler could practically hear his own heart try to burst from his chest, the loud thumping almost impossible to ignore. With a sudden quick turn, Tyler walked to his bathroom. Craig looked up, confusion in his eyes.

"I'll be back, gotta piss!" Tyler shouted back as he nearly jogged to his bathroom. Craig looked back to phone, his confusion still strong.

Closing the door, Tyler looked down to his feet, trying to calm his breathing. "What the fuck is going on with me?" he questioned quietly.

He took a look at himself in the mirror. His dark pupils noticeably larger than normal, his lips dried, his cheeks flushed with a light shade of red. Grabbing a towel, Tyler washed his face the best he could, the cool water against his skin setting him more at ease. With the other end of the towel, Tyler softly patted his face dry, the gentle material of the towel quickly becoming damp.

"C'mon, it's just Craig, one of your best friends," Tyler said, talking to his reflection, "don't fuck this up. Which would you want, be selfish and fuck up one of the best friendships you've made or keep everything the way it is now?"

Craig looked back up from his phone as he heard Tyler walk in. "Ready to start?" he asked, watching as Tyler carefully went back to his spot. He nodded, smirking as he watched Craig walk over to the camera to press record. The red blinking light staring back at them, the light stands shining down on the pair. Tyler smiled as he saw Craig address his viewers, his voice excitedly explaining his visit so far.

"Not gonna lie, Indiana is boring as shit," Craig laughed, "but today's Ask Mini guest is the less boring Wildcat!"

"Hey, how's it going? And yeah, Indiana is almost as boring as Mini's latest vlogs" Tyler said, smirking at Craig, who was laughing louder at the insult.

"Why so salty, Tyler? You mad I took so long to do an Ask Mini with you?" Craig joked, watching as Tyler chuckled. "We're kidding, I love messing with this little British fuckboy." Tyler replied.

"First question is 'will you two do impressions of each other?'" Craig read, quickly moving to the side to grab a chair. Coming back to the front of the camera, Craig stood on the chair, now towering over Tyler. Tyler broke into a wide smile as he awaited Craig's impression

"I'm Wildcat! I'm a literal giant who real laugh is just wheezing! My voice cracks more than a 13 year old boy going through puberty!" Craig shouted, his voice much lower than usual. Tyler doubled over as he laughed, Craig breaking his impression and laughing along. "I think that was the worst impression I've ever done on Ask Mini." Craig said as he got down from the chair.

Tyler couched down so he was at level with Craig's stomach. He swiped his hair to the side, exposing more of his forehead. Once he was ready, Tyler cleared his throat.

"How's it goin' Ladds? It's Mini the fuckboy here. I'm both Irish and British, and can't figure out if I'm one or the other! I drink more Starbucks and use Snapchat more than the basic teenaged white girl!" Tyler said, his voice high, as he pretended to take a selfie.

Craig playfully pushed Tyler as the two of them broke into a short laughing fit. Tyler had nearly forgotten his worries about his feelings for Craig during filming. His worries fading as the two continued on, the butterflies in his stomach at bay, no longer causing him nervousness.

The two did dare after dare, answered silly and serious questions, and even doing more impressions of their friends. It wasn't until Craig read the last dare of the recording did Tyler remember his nervousness. The butterflies in his stomach fluttering around, his face heating with a slight blush.