crankgameplays imagines

[23] secret

You were a YouTuber with just under a million subscribers, and part of a gaming quartet, you could say. Your best friends that you constantly collabed with were OGChan, Girbeagly, and CrankGameplays. To say that you loved these guys like brothers would be an understatement. They had made your place on YouTube a safe haven and given you the best friendships of your life. Although, Ethan admittedly gave you a little more than the other two.

In fact, you all were at PAX South together to do a panel and just hang out since you four were all over the country the rest of the year. Brian and G shared a hotel room while you and Ethan occupied the one next door. You were already his roommate in LA, so it made sense to just split the cost of the room.

Knocking on the door that connected your room to the other boys' room, you frowned when you didn't get a response. Two arms wrapped around your waist and the person feathered kisses down your neck.

"They went to check out the snack shop in the lobby." Ethan informed you, and you spun around in his arms to face him.

"Oh really?" You linked your arms around his neck, kissing his jaw. "How long are they gonna be gone?"

"We're back!" A knock on your front door answered that question for you. Groaning, you gave Ethan one last kiss before walking over to open the door.

"Hey guys!" You smiled brightly at your friends, opening the door wide for them.

Each man had a carton of ice cream under each arm. "We brought ice cream!" G yelled, setting his down on the small countertop in the hotel room.

"Oh hell yes!" Ethan leapt up from his bed to rush over to them.

"Shit, we don't have any spoons." You frowned, looking through the drawers. "Were there maybe some in the snack bar?"

"Oh yeah, there were." Brian remembered. "Ethan, you wanna come get them with me?"

"Can't, I've gotta scour the ingredient lists on these." The blue-haired boy shrugged, picking up the vanilla one.

"Y/N?"

You quickly pulled out your phone and launched the Uber app. "I need to reserve our Uber to the convention center."

"Okay, well come on, G." Brian grabbed his arm.

"I love how I'm your last choice." G said sarcastically, nevertheless following him out.

As soon as the door closed, you immediately turned to Ethan, to find him already looking at you.

"When are we gonna tell them about us?" He asked, and you sighed, sitting down on your bed and biting your lip in exasperation.

"I don't know, because once we tell them, we're gonna have to tell the fans."

Ethan sat on the bed next to you, lifting your chin up to look at him. "You should really stop biting your lip if you don't want G and Brian to find out within the next five minutes."

You smiled softly at what he was insinuating. Not how you wanted them to know. Letting go of your lip, you took Ethan's hand in yours, entwining your fingers with his. This relaxed you, you hadn't been able to hold his hand for hours, you were always around your friends or fans.

The click of your door unlocking startled Ethan into standing up and running back to the ice cream and you to whip out your phone again. G burst through the door, keycard in hand. "I grabbed one of your keycards on my way out. Hope you don't mind."

Brian followed, holding one out to you. "And here's one of ours."

"Thanks." You slipped it into your wallet, next to your own.