Youtuber Oneshots

~36: The Con~

    Sean smiled as two arms wrapped around his waist and a hard stubble brushed against his cheek.
"Top of da mornin' to ya." He said turning to the other man.
"Morning..." Felix grunted still sleepy, but smiled nonetheless, kissing those exposed pink lips. "Hm, ?"
"Finishin'. Sit down." The Irishman commanded, turning his attention back to the food.
Felix did as told, pouring himself a bit of coffee and sitting down at the table. He pulled his cell phone out of somewhere and started scrolling around his stuff. It was when he noticed he had an unread .
"Ken sent something." He said as Sean put down their plates on the table, taking a seat beside the blonde.
"Oh, what is it?"
Felix opened it.

Kenpai: Just got at the Con! We're gonna have a blast!

Attached to the text was a selfie of Ken and Mark on their respective booths, which happened to be some meters away due to the long queues made for fans. Mark was pulling his chair, while waving and smiling to the camera.
"Heh, dorks." Sean laughed. "Hope they have fun."
Felix nodded, too busy drinking his coffee to say something. He scrolled around the photos Ken and Mark had sent the days before, he stopped in the one the two were kissing after arriving at their hotel room, the text that came with it read:

Kenpai: Gonna have some fun! Wish you guys were here

    "I miss them already..." He couldn't help but smile at the message and photo.
"Yeah, me too..." Sean agreed, reaching down the bed to pet Edgar's head; the pug yapped happily at the gesture. "It feels weird without them... Well, as much as they 'stay' here, right?"
"Hah, yeah." Felix said, leaving the cell phone aside and eating his food. "Good thing we'll soon join them, hm? Just some weeks and were off to the US."
"Oh, can't wait!" Sean did the same. Silence surrounded the two, broken sometimes by Maya and Edgar. "Hey, d'yeh wanna record together today?"
"Sure!" The Swede said right away, smiling at the mention of a recording. "What's in your mind?"
"I dunno." The Irish shrugged. "Some ? It's been some time since we last played it."
They agreed and right after finishing breakfast – not even caring to clean the dishes – the two were sitting in front of their computers monitors, starting up a recording.

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Felix sighed as the pugs kept on pulling on their leashes (well, Edgar did mostly, thankfully Maya was calmer) as they walked down the well known path.
The two youtubers had long finished their new video and Sean offered to edit it as Felix walked the dogs. Thought it wasn't just a normal walking out...
A well known building appeared in the distance as Pewds kept on pulling the pugs away from distractions. He was now taking them to the person they would stay with for some time. Marzia Bizognin.
Truth be told, that had been the hardest part of their break up: deciding what to do with the dogs. It was as if they were a divorced couple fighting for the of their kids. Except there wasn't a fight. They knew that keeping the pugs apart from each other or apart from their both owners would be bad, so they decided to share the guardianship; for a couple of months they would be with Felix, then for the same amount of time they would be with Marzia, repeat and so on.
Right now the pugs were under Felix's wings, but since he and Sean would be preparing to leave in no time, he thought it would be better to already hand them over.
And also... He wanted to check on Marzia...
Not long after a couple of knocks, said Italian girl opened the door to her apartment.
"Ciao, Felix." She said with that cute high pitched voice of hers and then squatted down to greet the dogs. "Hello, Maya, Edgar! How are you to, huh?"
"Heh, they were eager to come..." Felix smiled and awkwardly hugged the girl when she got up again. "How are you?"
"Fine. Hey, come on in, I've fixed the apartament! Finally, eh?" She giggled, walking in and waiting for the other to do the same, as he obediently did.
"Woah, looking good!" The youtuber couldn't help but be baffled. Marzia had always known how to make things look beautiful. So of course with her apartment it wouldn't be different. "Great job!"
"Thanks." Marzia blushed a little, before walking over to close the door. Felix took the leash off of the dogs so they could run freely around the house. "It was kind-a difficult, dare I said, since this place has more colors than the other house. But it worked." She stopped for a moment, admiring her work, before turning to the Swede with a smile. "Also, I'm having someone over."
"Oh, really?" Felix asked, even thought a little awkward of actually getting in touch with Marzia's life. They were still great friends, indeed they were, but it was still weird for him to be just a small, outside part of her life now.
"Yes, she's going to stay for a few days, but anyway..." She waved it off. "So, I heard you guys are really heading to the USA?"
"Ah, yeah. Gonna spend some weeks over, with Mark and Ken..." He scratched the back of his neck, but smiled when Marzia seemed interested. "They have promised to give us a trip thru America. So yeah, kind of a tourism trip."
"Oh, that's nice!" And Felix had spent enough time with the girl to know that she was speaking the truth. If there was something Felix could affirmate was that for Marzia it seemed like their break up was easier; he knew she could hide her feeling very well, but he could read her, he knew she got sad and cried, he still remembered that, but still, she sucked everything up and pulled herself together way easily than he did. "Hope you have fun! America is such an amazing place!"
"Yeah, it is." Felix couldn't help but smile. Marzia's joy was really contagious. "Hey, so... Who are you having over?"
When Marzia froze, he wanted to hit himself, wondering what he said wrong...
"Oh, about that-a..." She hesitated. "It's... Mary..."
This time, it was Felix's turn to freeze.
"M-Mary? That Mary?"
"Yeah, that Mary." Marzia rolled her eyes and occupied herself on lifting Maya on her arms and heading to Edgar, to make him get off of the sofa. "We've been talking for sometime, you know, since everything happened. So, she decided she wanted to take a break from everything back at Los Angeles and I gave her the idea of traveling, if she could. After sometime, we decided she could stay here. She was kind of interested in knowing Great Britain anyway."
As much as it made him happy to see the girls getting along and that Marzia was standing by Mary's side, being that commonly mentioned "friendly shoulder", or "helping hand", somehow, there stil was a weird feeling on the thought of having your ex-girlfriend befriending your current boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. Well... You could never underestimate women, you know? Don't judge him!
"And... How is she...?" He dared to ask.
Marzia sighed.
"She's better. That much I can say." She let Maya go down after much squirming. "Kind of mad, sad, yes... But she's fine. After all, life has to go on." And once again she stopped, so suddenly Felix got surprised. Two brown eyes looked the man up and down. "But she is ok, that's important."
"What about you, Marzia?" Felix couldn't hold back the question. "How are you?"
Marzia hesitated once again, pulling a strand of hair while thinking about how to answer. Every second that passed made Felix practically screan inside.
"I'm fine too..." She finally said. "It was tough, as I know it was for you too." The Swede nodded. "But, it's as I said, life goes on. I coped and accepted. Since then I've been helping Mary at doing the same, I guess... Felix...?"
Felix didn't answer. He couldn't help it, dammit, he couldn't! He wasn't that much of a sentimental type of guy, but he couldn't hold it back...
"I'm sorry..." Was all he found himself being able to say.
"Felix, don't!" Marzia snapped, surprising the man. "Don't apologize as if this was your fault or something..."
"But it was, wasn't it?" Felix felt the sting of tears on his eyes, but tried to hold them back. "I mean, Ken and I... W-we knew we shouldn't, but we did it anyway! I've never meant for any of this to happen! I've never meant to hurt you, nor hurt Mary!" He ignored whatever it was Marzia said (which happened to be "You didn't hurt me..."). "And... And I'm so sorry..."
"Felix, don't apologize!" The girl rushed in. "You don't need to apologize for falling in love! Especially for falling for Ken! I mean, I could see how much you two were building together, how it fitted..."
"But I still love you, Marzia!"
If it weren't for the strength in his voice, Marzia wouldn't have been startled by the statement. Those weren't news for her.
"More than Ken...?"
Felix hesitated, pondering what to say, what was easy to choose, since he didn't want to lie.
"N-no..." He uncomfortably shifted in place. "B-but... As much as I--"
"-- Love Mark and Sean as well." The girl couldn't hold back a smile, a melancholic smile. "Felix, you were born with the capacity of loving many people in the same amount. That's beautiful, but..." She sighed. "I wasn't..."
"I'm sorry..." The gamer whispered, feeling defeated.
"Stop apologizing." Marzia repeated, taking some steps closer. "Felix, I still love you too. But I want you to be happy, and I know that being with them is what you want and what makes you feel happy." She rested her hand on Felix's shoulder, as tender and caring as it had always been. "But I gotta look after my own happiness as well, as mamma would instruct me to do. And... I wouldn't be happy 'sharing' you like that..."
That talk made him remember of all the two of them had had for all those long passed six years. He knew he would never forget those times, and he knew he would miss them terribly...
"I... Understand..." He still had to agree with everything she said. Gosh, he did love Marzia, so of course he wanted her to be ok, to be happy. Maybe she would find somebody else, someone who would love her as he did, but only her this time. "Thank you, Marzia... I mean, for being so understanding..."
"How could I not?" The Italian giggled. "Love is one of the greatest gifts of humanity. We might as well share it, right-a?" She scrunched her nose. "That sounded cheesy..."
"Heh, it did!" Felix laughed, being followed by the other. But soon the laugh subdued and they were silent again, staring into each other's eyes.
Brown and Blue. Brown eyes were so beautiful for Felix... It was funny to think how Marzia's chocolate eyes held the same power of control over him as Ken's big brown ones, pulling him closer and closer.
It happened fast. Just a press of lips, tender, sweet and warm, and they were apart again.
"Thanks..." Felix dared say again. The girl just smiled.
After taking some time with goodbyes to the dogs and receiving a "have fun on your trip!" from Marzia, the Swede waved and left.
And now, without the dogs walking with him and helping to distract him, he found himself in peace to collect his thoughts. After all, he knew that talk wasn't going to leave him alone that soon...