PewDieCry: Do I Wanna Know? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 7: No Regrets

HEY GUYS! I think I found the worst time to take a day off because of the cliffhanger :D BUT it was a Friday and I think until I finish this story Friday's and mostly Saturday's will be my day-offs. I see my friends but if I have free time I will try and post everyday. I'm blabbering again so let's just frickin begin shall we? 

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Cry's POV:

(Flashback)

The moment the glass shattered my whole world went blank. It was as if I was drowning in an ocean of pain and memories. I could just feel the glass cutting through my skin even though it didn't. I can hear the faint whimpers and evil eyes looking down at me despite the fact that I was completely safe. I was paralyzed, not even daring to twitch my eyes. The only thing I could feel was the rapid beating of my heart. Without my control my hand shot up and grabbed something soft, like a human skin. I didn't clench it nor twist it. I could faintly see piercing blue eyes staring at me. Just looking at those eyes made me calmer. I felt hands grabbing my sides and lifting me off the ground. My ass stung at the cold surface I was now sitting on. I felt the need to sit somewhere warmer, safer. My vision was clearing softly as the glass shards on the floor were gone. My head was dizzy but I managed to get up and sit on the couch. 

Finally my consciousness was back and my heartbeat was at a normal pace. Pewdie sat next to me looking at me in a worried way. There was a silence and I was just waiting for "the question". He didn't ask a thing though. I decided to break the silence. 

"Sorry if I worried you. Some memories are hard to forget."

He looked at me for a few seconds more, his eyes shining but now with curiosity. Here it comes. Just ask it.

"I'll always be here as your friend if you want to talk about it."

I was dumbfounded by his answer. My heart was now swelled with a warm feeling. All the tension in my body was gone. "I know", I finally said.

I looked up to him. He looked at me with such concern. I wanted to hug him so much, letting him take away all my worries. By just looking at his eyes I could forget my past I've been surpassing. I wanted him more than a friend. My sight lowered down to his lips. They were so kissable. One move and his lips would be locked in mine. In movies they're always talking about "the right moment". I never understood what that meant or even if there was a "moment". I understand now. He licked his lips unaware and his chest rose and fell steadily. Without overthinking it and chickening out I grabbed his hand. He shot up and without even letting him refuse it I leaned over and kissed him.

(End of flashback)

The world around us froze. There was only me and Pewdie. He was frigid and unable to move. Our lips just stayed locked without moving. I opened my eyes slowly to check if his were open. They weren't. His face was flushed with a deep shade of red and his breaths were crazy. I was not in the best condition either. I acted by trusting my gut and that wasn't something I usually did. Small particles gathered in my eyes probably because I was breathless and excited. I pulled away and inhaled deeply. 

"Whoa." I heard Pewdie say under his breath. I opened my eyes, weary of his reaction. I saw him looking at me astonished. I was too afraid to blink. He didn't pull away from the kiss so it was a good sign right? Should I have analyzed the moment better? 

All my questions were gone when I saw him grinning at me with his eyes glistening with content. His hands cupped my cheeks and I returned his affection by resting my forehead on his. I hoped the mask didn't bother him but he looked like he was enjoying himself. We stayed like this for a minute. I was happier than I have ever been in my life. Right here, right now. 

This was right.

Pewdie's POV:

I drew my head back and looked at him. I didn't want to show it but the feeling of his mask wasn't so comfortable. I wanted to see and feel his whole face being able to look deep into his eyes. The only visible part of his face right now was his lips and lower cheeks. His whole face was usually pale but now he looked more alive than ever. His lips were pink and his cheek was warm. The corner of his mouth stretched and formed a smirk. God, he was so attractive. I lifted his chin and kissed him without hesitating. 

At first it was delicate but slowly it became more hungry. With every passing second I wanted him more. I used my free hand to place it on the back of his head and pulled him even more closer. I played with his smooth light brown hair and his hands were tugging at my shirt. We occasionally pulled away to draw our breaths and pulled each other back into another passionate kiss. I was feeling dizzy as if someone drugged me. The feeling of his shaky breath against my mouth was sending shivers down my whole body. He smelled of mint and sweat which made him more desirable. 

I wanted to see his face more than ever so presuming that he wouldn't object in a moment like this I started lifting his mask. He suddenly stopped all of his movements and I quickly drew my hand back. He pulled himself away and stayed like that for a moment. 

I was too scared to open my mouth. I did something terrible didn't I? Stupid Pewdie! I shouldn't have acted so quickly. Our first interaction romantically didn't mean he trusted me with all his heart. I tried to form words but I couldn't even open my mouth. What if I destroyed everything?

His hands went back to his head and tugged on the straps. I figured he was tightening them but his movements looked like he was unstrapping them. He stopped for a couple of seconds with his hands on the back of his head and drew in few heavy breaths. Then he untied the whole mask completely. He bobbed his head down and his mask fell on his lap. His wavy bangs blocked all sight of his face but eventually he was going to show it so I waited with my heart beating rapidly. I was finally going to see Cry. 

He slowly moved his head up. His eyebrows...his eyes...his nose...his cheekbones...his lips showed with each passing second. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open. 

Cry was right in front of me. Exposed. Vulnerable. Real.