Youtuber one shots

Japsar 1

Joe

I wake up to the strong smell of coffee. Every single morning, I wake up to the smell of coffee. Caspar makes me some every morning seeing as he's up at the crack of dawn and I always get my favourite mug, the black matte one.

I sit up in corner of my bed and see the hot drink on the bedside table. I get up and put on my grey sweatpants and a white shirt. I grab the mug and my laptop. I climb back into bed and sip my coffee while scrolling through Twitter. I come across a few tweets asking if I'm going to vidcon in which I reply absolutely.

I shut my laptop and get up off the bed. I walk to the door and hear a few extra voices in the lounge. I turn around and get dressed properly. I know I shouldn't care but I really do and it sucks. I walk back to my room and put in some jeans with a black top not really caring if I look like an emo.

I walk back out to the lounge and see Marcus, Tyler and Andrew sitting in our couches talking. Not seriously, not jokingly, just talking. It was strange to think that they would ever have to talk like this.

"Mornin' lads" I yell out to them and they snap out of their conversation.

"Morning joe" Andrew calls out back but Marcus and Tyler just nod. Pricks.

"You guys seen Caspar?" I enquire. (Omfg I'm using fancy words)

"He's in his room filming" Marcus says pointing towards Caspar's room.

I walk to the hallway and hear Caspar doing his outro. I walk to the doorframe and lean against it. As we just moved into this place a couple months ago, his viewers still don't know that I live with him.

Caspar turns off the camera, audio and lighting before walking towards me with a huge grin. He places his hands on my hips and I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to me in a kiss. He gladly accepts and kisses back. He pushes me flat against the wall in order to prove his position.

We break apart and head to the kitchen. I put the kettle on again and make us all hot drinks. I then make myself some grilled cheese toast and Casper got left over pancakes out of the fridge. We bring out the mugs to the boys and they thank us before sipping and resuming conversation.

"I love your place man, it's awesome" Marcus compliments.

"Yeah it's sick but it's quite empty" Alfie says.

He's not wrong. Our house is practically deserted at the moment and we need a dining table. Oh well. Next month.

"Thanks guys, I love living here but their is this pest that apparently came why the place" I hint towards Caspar who shoved me off the couch.

A few hours later

Everyone went home at about 5:00 in the afternoon because they wanted to go to the pub but we just needed a night in after Caspar and I going out every night for the last few weeks.

I am in my room packing my suitcase for vidcon while listening to music. I hear a few scratching noises in the lounge so I turn the music down and walk out. I stand the the doorway to our game room and see Caspar setting up our pool table.

"Hey joe, wanna play" Caspar says excitedly.

"Yeah sure, but I've never played before" I say embarrassed.

"No problem, I'll help" Caspar offers.

"Thanks mate" I say in appreciation.

Caspar sets up the balls and gives me one of the cue sticks. He lines up with his first ball and and hits it. He then comes over to me and shows me what to do, but I decide I could have fun with this. I play it dumb and keep doing it wrong.

He then rolls his eyes at my pouting and just decides to do what I've wanted. I line myself up and he leans over me, his hands on mine and his chest on my back. Me, being the cheeky shit I am, begins to lightly rub myself against him and then when he grinds back I stand up straight and walk to the other side of the table. We repeat this many times and each time he becomes more and more insistent. On the eighth time I do this, he gets fed up and walk over to me as soon as I walk away.

He spins me around so I'm facing him and growls lowly which is so fucking sexy. He pins my hands to the table and  kisses my neck. I moan at the pleasurable feeling and I feel him smirk against my skin. He pulls away and smirks at me.

"Don't tease me joey, nothing good comes from it" he says tilting his head.

He then walks to the lounge and sits down on the longest sofa. I put all the cue sticks and balls away and walk over o sit next to him. I sit in the other side of the couch but Caspar had other ideas.

He slides closer to me and places his arm around my waist. He pulls me even closer to him and I lean my head on his shoulder and put my feet up on the couch. He brushes his fingers through my hair and I sigh in content. I feel kisses going down my jawline and cheek and I open my eyes to see Caspar above me on his knees with an arm on my chest and one on my hip. I hadn't realised we moved but now he's above me in full power.

He trails more kisses along my jawline and down my neck lovingly. I moan when he kisses my neck and he giggles. I tangle my fingers in his hair and tug lightly. He lets out a deep groan and I smirk. He straddles me and continues to kiss my neck.

He starts to rock his hips back and forth in order to create friction and my breath hitches. He lowers even further onto me and grinds harder. I let out a breathy moan and he sits up. He looks down at me breathless and stares at me. I lean on my elbows and he plays with the bottom of my shirt. He looks so nervous that I just can't let him do this. He ruined Caspar.

I stand up with his legs wrapped around my waist and it's my turn to kiss his neck. He unexpectedly does a strong grind against me and almost stumble backwards. It was a hard task to just get him to the kitchen counter without falling over. I sit him on the countertop and kiss his lips lustfully. He's taken back by the strength of my kiss but regains himself and kisses back just as hard. I fumble with the bottom of his shirt but he holds my hands and shakes his head. He then breaks the kiss.

"Please joe, just don't" Caspar says looking into my eyes.

"Why not Caspar, it's been months and you still won't. I know you need time to get over him but I'm different, ok? I'm not a fuckboi, I'm yours Caspar" I say backing up and gripping my hair in frustration. When I look back up I see Caspar isn't there. Oh god, what have I done.