Heart Sting. A Jaspar Fanfic

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A/N Hi Guys this is my first story on this account and its Jaspar. Please leave a comment if you liked it or message me. I hope to hell you enjoy and tell me what other FanFictions you want. I might not write themed all YouTubers and I'm thinking of maybe a FNAF one. I don't know. Please share the love and for now. Bye!

Joe POV

I opened the door into the apartment. I dropped my luggage and look around the room. He hadn't even bothered to try and clean the mess, there where empty pizza boxes left on the kitchen table and his washing lied on every piece of furniture.

"Caspar?" I asked. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I saw his face. Fuck.

His long blonde hair hadn't even been done, yet it still looked absolute gorgeous. His eyes where vibrant and colourful, the blue was almost as bright as my future. He smiled and came over to me and gave me a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes.

You wish this moment could last forever.

Yeah. I did. I wish it could, but he let go and walked over to the kitchen.

"You didn't even try to keep the apartment clean when I was away," I said as I picked a banana peal off the floor. I threw it into the bin and stared at him. "If I had been gone for another week this house would probably have been an absolute mess. Worse than what it is."

"Don't worry about it, I will clean it up," he took out a glass from the cupboard and poured himself a drink.

"When, never?" I shot back. I wasn't at all being rude.

"Yeah, maybe you should clean it, I would be useless," and he sat down, plonking himself onto the couch and turning on the T.V. I sighed. "Your already useless," I said.

He laughed. "Funny joke Joe."

Hahahaha. It wasn't a joke. He was incredibly lazy, it would be a miracle if he did something that took effort. Yet somehow I lived just fine doing all the work in the house, I still was attracted to him.

Oh yeah, I was gay. And I was in love with Caspar Lee.

I wish to hell I wasn't. Because it made it so hard. I knew deep down he wasn't gay and he only thought as me as a friend or a roommate. I wish I was his boyfriend. But there would never be a chance of that.

"Joe, I wanna play some FIFA," asked Caspar as he reached his hand out to grab the other controller. I ran over and grabbed it and sat down next to him.

"So you wanna get your ass kicked," I replied. He gave me a small shove and I laughed. This was FIFA so I was going to win.