(Arthur's POV probably)
I read that fanfiction last night. The one about me and the idiot? I don't know if it was a mistake or not. There were about five chapters and they all were so long. They all involved 'the nasty' as Alfred called it. Jesus. I don't know how to feel about it. People actually write this stuff? I just- wow.
Anyway it was about noon. I've been up for a while but Alfred was still asleep. I don't even know how he manages to sleep that long.
I was just trying to entertain myself while I waited to remind him of the thing he had to do today. I invited myself onto his computer and instinctively opened up YouTube. He doesn't log out of his account when he turns his computer off. I mean who would? Do people actually do that?
I debated what I should do to fuck with his account a little bit. I had the power to delete it.. I should delete it.. No no I'm kidding I wouldn't delete it (Even though I kinda want to. Not because I don't like his channel but just a because I can.)
I just decided on exploring for now. His recommendations were weird as hell. It was all CSGO shite. I don't even know what that is but it looks like a run down version of Call Of Duty or something like that.
I mindlessly navigated my way to his liked videos. He kept the playlist on private like any smart YouTuber would. You don't want the world to know you gave a thumbs up on that YouTube drama video that came out a while ago exposing a YouTuber you secretly hate. Which I did- And so did he apparently. I don't blame him. Nobody liked Francis anyway. Fuck Francis. Wait didn't they do a collab a couple months ago? Wow. Fake friends I see.
I wonder if he's doing that to me...
No no he wouldn't do that. At least I hope he wouldn't? That's pretty cruel. Faking a friendship just go earn some quick views.
Oh wait every YouTuber did that.
So that means I'm? No no Alfred wouldn't fake our friendship just for the subscribers. I barely even had any subscribers when he asked to collab. He pretty much gained nothing- Oh fuck but he just hit 3 million subs because of the fangirls and their shipping. But he didn't know that would happen... Right?
A stirring in the hallway interrupted my thoughts and brought my mind off things. "You better make that video today." I said, as I mindlessly kept scrolling through his liked videos.
"I know I know, dude. I just woke up." Excuses. He yawned and walked over to where I was. "Why are you looking through my liked playlist? You stalker." He teased.
"Umm I'm calling you out. You didn't give any of my videos a like. How rude of you."
"Baby, I'm sorry!" He apologized as he squeezed my shoulders, gently of course. "I love your videos!"
I brushed off his comment even though it made me blush a bit. "Do you have them saved in a different kind of playlist?" My voice randomly went deeper at the word 'different'.
He paused before he responded. "Are you really trying to say I jack off to your videos?"
WHAT. Where the hell did this bastard get that from!? "I meant your favorites playlist! The hell is wrong with you!? How do you have such a dirty mind!?"
"You made it sound sexual! Your tone was sexual! I thought you were accusing me of having like a porn playlist or something!" He denied but immediately burst out into laughter. "YEAH! I have the dirty mind! Mr. 'Can I wear the shorts?'"
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FanfictionAlfred F Jones is a well known American YouTuber. While he's about to upload a video he gets distracted and discovers a British YouTuber who deserved way more than 3,000 subscribers. One message is all it takes to change someone's life.