Reality's Game Amnesia: Cry and Pewds' story.

Chapter six

Admin: Minor yaoi(boyxboy) warning between Mr. Chair and PewDie. You have been warned.

PewDie walked towards the door, trembling as he had remembered what Mr. Chair said. As he was about to open the door when a hand went over his.

Mr. Chair was behind him, putting his finger over his lips.

"PewDie? Come on, it's me." The voice said, though something sounded a little off.

PewDie didn't respond, listening to Mr. Chair. The voice spoke a bit more then footsteps could be heard after a while walking away.

Mr. Chair sighed and relaxed. "Sorry, Pewds, but that's not Stephano. That's the bad version. I didn't want you to be killed."

"He didn't sound any different than normal to me." The Swede whined. He missed his companion so much.

"He was trying to trick you."

"But...!"

"You need to trust me.You saw how Piggeh was!" Mr. Chair yelled. He was clearly upset, tears forming in his eyes underneath his frail glasses.

"I-I'm sorry..." He walked over and embraced the saddened male, hearing him sob into his shirt.

"Y-you don't have to..."

"I do though. We didn't get there in time." The Swede murmured softly, kissing his head.

As Mr. Chair looked up at him, he blushed, seeing how cute the other was for the first time.

"Gah..." He backed away a bit. "M-Mr. Chair..." He mumbled, looking away. "Um... Yeah... Let's.... Let's keep going..." He turned to go out the door, but Mr. Chair grabbed his shirt from behind, holding onto him.

"P-Pewds... I never got to tell you before... I-I've liked you a lot for a long time... I...I kinda want..."

He blinked some and looked back at him, totally clueless. "Hmm?"

Mr. Chair looked down some. "C-can we do something... D-different...? I-I know you have your girlfriend.... But... When you leave here... Everything will reset... Even you won't remember..."

PewDie blushed as he realized what the male wanted. "Y-you really want to, Mr. Chair?"

The chair nodded quietly, his cheeks bright.

He smiled. "Sure, why not?"

Mr. Chair took him to the bed, sitting down before kissing him deeply all of a sudden.

The Swede blushed before kissing him back, getting on top as the Chair lied back. Their tongues mingled and played with each other, and when they pulled away, they both were breathing hotly.

The blonde then began kissing down his neck and jawline, soon biting down on a spot to make a mark. When they pulled away again, PewDie removed his shirt and Mr. Chair removed his vest in a hurried action.

After a few hours, a sleeping Chair was against shirtless PewDie, who sat up. He kissed him on the head. "Thank you for being here... Now I need to keep going on my own." He said softly, getting up and getting his BroFist shirt back on.

He then slipped out, leaving the male to rest.

He shut the door, and had a sword pressed to his neck.

"Come with me, PewDie."