When we can. [Cryaotic x Reader] [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 9.

"Those all sound like fun, you can choose" he picks a different strand to play with.
     You're curious to see where he records, his room and stuff. "Video games and take out?" you say sitting up. You realize you're suddenly starving. You haven't eaten anything in a while, since the plane actually. Yo stretch out as he says "Sound good" and he smiles at you, or what you think is a smile you cannot see his mouth.
     "Actually, can we grab lunch first? I haven't eaten since the plane and I'm dying" you say, classically rubbing your stomach.
"There's a nice sandwich place near your hotel it's just a short walk away." He stands up and offers his hand to help you up. You take his hand and stretch your back, that bench was not good to lay on, Cry's lap was. You pack up your things and place the pictures into one of the pockets that didn't hold anything. Grabbing both empty cups you both walk past a park garbage, it's no recycling but it'll do. 
     You remember missing the stream so you strike up the conversation again. "Soooo how did the stream go..?" you make sure to study his reaction to this just in case he cringed or avoided it, that would mean it was probably not so good.
"It went really well, lots of 'I'm sorry Crys' and that stuff but the chat kept everyone informed and my mods kept the link in chat. We played some Phoenix wright, took turns with the girls of course-" he pause his steps. Turning his head to you, you also stop. "You should join us sometime, it's real fun y'know. Meet the crew" he seems excited for you to join but.
But you don't know if it was such a good idea. You don't want to replace Chey so easily. Sure she wasn't your favourite on the crew, mainly because you heard every complaint about her from Cry but. You would love to meet the guys and hang out, maybe play a drinking game or two, but you don't see it going well for the viewers. Someone would say 'oh so she's Chey 2.0?' or 'Oh so (Y/N) is replacing Chey now. Cool'. And you know Cry and the guys wouldn't see it as that but you wouldn't be able to help it.
"Hmm maybe" you say looking forward with a slight smile to reassure him, you continue walking. "I do wanna meet the guys, they all seem great". Plus you'd have to deal with the thousands of viewers they have, all the complaints and-
"You okay (Y/N)? You don't look so good" Cry says worriedly placing a hand on your shoulder.
"Oh? No sorry I was just thinking" You laugh a little and he looks confused. "Oh loookey! is that the store? I'm starving" you add changing the subject.
"Uh yeah it is, I've heard they are really good." he says and you hold the door open for him. you rip your imaginary fedora at him and say "M'lady" as he walks bye. You both chuckle and are once again greeted by the ding of the door.
The store was nice, lots of tables and a large buffet type table at the back, like a subway store. You both order your favourite type of sandwich and sit down in the corner of the store, away fro the other customers.
"Soooo C-Ryan. You gonna take that off now?" you ask. Curious as to what the other half of his face looks like. He takes it off and carefully places it beside him. Taken by shock you gawk at him.
"What? Didn't I tell you I don't normally wear this around?" He laughs at your face and you close your mouth and laugh as well.  "Do you have any ideas as to what we should play?" he would obviously have something for us to do at his house once you're done eating.
"Hmm I-" he mumbles and finishes his mouthful, you giggle a bit and he adds "I dunno we can find something on steam. Wait didn't you mention something about corpse party?". Your eyes flicker, he's already played it before but you've been wanting to take a crack at it. "Oh hell yeah! Can we play it? Can we?" you say like and excited child.
     "Okay yeah sure, I don't know if it's on my PC but I'll get it again, we can play" he smiles at you and you return the grin.
    
     Once you two have finished eating you guys fool around and joke, just having a grand time while he guides you to his house. He lives with his sister but his room is in the basement so you won't bother her. He said we won't see much of her anyway, she's got 2 jobs currently and they are both trying to get their own place.
     You guys walk up to the front door and are met with a tidy house. He guides you past a couch and you take off your shoes and shove them into the shoe closet. Cry realizes you seem a bit out of place while you look around trying to figure out where the stairs are. So he grabs your hand and you move past a book shelf and the open kitchen near the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs you two are met with three doors, the right goes to a storage room the middle to his bathroom and the right to his room, he drags you into this one.
     Your eyes gift around the messy room, kinda shocked since the nice and clean upstairs. I mean there's a lot of dishes on his table and desk, some paper cups and clothes around.
"Cry..." you give him a look.
"What? No one usually comes down here"
"Yeah I wonder why!! Nuhuh you're gonna clean this sir" You're not gonna sit in a trash heap for a week, You mean it's everywhere!!
"But-"
"No common go get some trash bags, where even is your laundry basket?" you say stacking the paper cups looking around.
"One sec" he says and runs upstairs.
     You find a window, pretty decent sized but you go on your tip toes to open it up, air the room out a bit. You look around there's a square section of his room that takes up around a quarter of it you move the curtain aside and find his PC. It opens up once you move the mouse, just on his Twitter. You decide to tweet a little tweet.

"Hi I'm Cry and (Y/N is WAY cooler then me. Like damn that's a cool chick @(your/user/name)"

     You giggle and he comes back down, you quickly grab the take out trash and put his computer to sleep. He holds the bag open for you. You give him another look and say "I'm not your mother, get to work" he looks shocked and starts huddle his clothes together and shoves them into one of those blue storage buckets. He's trying to shove more into it then can possible fit.
     You clear off his table of the trash an begin to pile the dishes there, looking at his struggle "Crry just go do a load of laundry!"
"But-"
"Cry. Common you're a man not a teenage boy, go one" You practically shove him out of the room. Grabbing the last glasses from his computer 'room' you start to pile them to make less trips. Looking at his bed you might as well should change the sheets. The room is already 100% cleaner.
     "Cry can you go get new bed sheets too?!" you yell through the door way into the storage room.
"Yeah I'll get it now!"
You grab a pile of dishes and take them to the kitchen, such a clean pretty kitchen, ruined by his sloppiness. It only took 3 trips but you did it, by the time you were back from your 3rd trip you see he is already stripping his bed. You lean against his door frame until he finishes. Once he is done with the dirty sheets in the bin he flops down face first into his bed. You do the same but on your back.
"See? So much better. By the way, nice house"