Vanilla (iDubbbz x Reader)

[Eleven]

1k already? Thanks guys, seriously. :)
Also do you like the new aesthetic?

PINK SEASON LEFT ME SH00K.

Your P.O.V.

"BOI, let's make a new video," you yelled at Ian. "I'm packing," he mumbled. "Is it really that time already?" You looked at your watch, then realising you don't have a watch, you looked at your phone. There was a glaring reminder at the top of your notifications. Leaving Australia today.

Damn it, if only you could stay longer just to make more funny memes with these guys. You owed it to them for not including them in your YouTube life before. You frowned slightly, Ian still rummaging around the room to get clothes. "Well are you going to get packing?" Ian looked up at you. "Yeah, yeah," you mindlessly packed, hearing George fiddling around with his Pink Season songs in the background. You couldn't help but smile, the talent he had that you didn't.

You zipped up your suitcase and sighed. "Don't be sad, we come here like every two months or so," Ian pulled you into a hug. "I just have so many video ideas to do with you guys, I wish I had included you guys into my channel sooner," you mumbled into his chest. "I have an idea," Ian whispered. You raised an eyebrow when you looked up at him. "Let's do all your ideas in one stream," he smiled devilishly. "Max! George!" "Oh no..."

~

You were sitting in the background as the boys set up a stream, not sure what to do besides write down your ideas on the notepad on your phone. All these ideas seemed retarded but it seemed appropriate with these guys. "Streaming in 5 minutes (y/n)," Max softly kicked your leg. "Yeah okay, I'll tweet about it," you mindlessly switch to twitter.

(Y/n) @(y/yt/n)
Stream with some fuck asses in EXACTLY 5 MINUTES. FIRST LIKES AND RT's GET A POKÉMON NO SCAM NO LIE #nochin

You chuckled at the Leafy insult and watched your notifications blow up with likes and rt's, as well as replies saying "where the fuck is my Pokémon?" You mindlessly scrolled through twitter, liking and retweeting a few things here and there until George yelled "we're live (y/n)!"

"Fucking shit, for how long?" You got up from the background and took a seat with the guys. "For a few minutes, just talking to the fans," Max replied. "Oh fucking neat." You could see everyone in the chat was full capsizing your name, as there was one monitor showing you guys and another had the chat. "So what are your plans for today?" Ian asked. "Fanfic readings," you smirked. "Between who?" George asked. "The first suggestion I see." In no less than 10 seconds was the chat filled with so many suggestions and fanfic links.

You typed into the URL bar of your phone "MaxMoeFoe x Filthy Frank" and clicked on the first one you saw, not noticing it was a lemon. You read through the first few lines and decided it was fit for reading. "So how will this go? They read their parts out or someone just reads the whole thing?" Ian asked. "Someone narrates, the characters say their lines," you replied. Ian yoinked the phone out of your hand and laughed. "I hope your acting is on point max," Ian said, to which he nearly got a swipe to his head.

"It had been a long day for Max, editing videos for YouTube. He just couldn't wait till his boyfriend came back from doing his own crazy video- oh my fucking god- just so they could cuddle up in bed and watch a movie or something. Max was so focused on his video he didn't realise he was already home. A hand snaked onto Max's back, which freaked him out until he realised it was Joji," Ian was laughing, and motioned Max it was his turn to talk.

"Oh babe, it's only you," Max moved behind Ian to see the small phone in his hand. "Hey honey, I was thinking about you all day, I couldn't get into character half the time which is why I took to long," George read out, trying not to laugh the whole time. "I was think about you all day too, and your little friend- (y/n) this is fucked!" Max yelled.

"Oh god does the title say lemon or smut in it?" You tried to see the phone. Ian handed it back to you and you saw "Lemon" in the title. "No backing out now, besides I have to read out whose dick goes in who," Ian replied, taking back the phone after you started laughing.

"I was thinking about that too," George acted serious for a second then burst out laughing. You saw the chat spam about his voice at that moment. "May I?" Max couldn't stop chewing on his thumb. "Max was pulled out from his chair, and Joji kissed his lips hard. Max tugged his shirt upwards to reveal his toned body-" Ian was interrupted by George, "thank you for making me look better than I am in this story." You couldn't help but laugh. "Why the fuck did I agree to narrate this- which disconnected their lips for a second, only to be latched together. Max seemed impatient and started tugging Joji's pants down as well- nope fuck, I'm not going to continue. (Y/n) you read it," Ian handed you the phone, gagging loudly.

"You fuckin pussy," you poked your tongue out at him. "At least I don't have one I bleed out of every fuckin month," he replied. "Yeah well you're not the one getting nagged about morning wood that needs to be taken care of," you shot back.
"You enjoy it."
"When did I say that?"
"After every time I bust a nut on your face."
"You have not busted a nut on my face."
"I have in your mouth."
"That was the first and last time you ever do that until it tastes better."
"You'll take it like the good girl you are."
"Whoa! That's all folks!" Max yelled, covering both of our mouths. We both simultaneously remembered we were streaming to thousands of people.

Well shit.