𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 | CrankGamePlays [✔️]

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It wasn't the best idea. It was time consuming, a bit of a hassle, and definitely not cost effective, but you'd never claimed to have good ideas.

A part of you rationalized that this was only the first leg of the first tour and that eventually they'd drag their shows to the east coast, to Maine, and you could just go then. But another part of you refused.

This was the /first/ tour. It was special, it was scary, it was new. You wanted to see that, not only for yourself but for Ethan. So after a short battle with your impulse control that ended with your silly decision triumphant, you bought a ticket to the show and a flight to Detroit.

A few weeks later, you stood outside the theater, hands stuffed in the pockets of your jacket as you rocked on the balls of your feet.

The doors opened and as people were led to their seats, you couldn't help but smile. You'd seen a few videos and pictures, all of which the teams hard work and dedication practically radiated out of.

There was also a strange meta feeling seeing as you'd listened to Ethan's distressed rambling about them. A video of a certain dance and you remembered the 20 exasperated texts from him, groaning about how he did just couldn't get it right.

Your phone buzzed and brought you out of your reverie. You looked at the screen to see Ethan's name, followed by a frighteningly long list of blue emojis in luea of a last name.

You'd never understood people using their friends full names for their contacts. It was professional, yes, but /so boring/.

Ethan: Holy shit. Oh my god I'm gonna DIE

Ethan: Is it possible to die from nervousness and excitement at the same time? Bc that is what's about to go down

Ethan: It's the last show, y/n. What if I fuck it up? What if something absolutely terrible happens? WHAT IF SOMEONE DIES THAT WILL RUIN IT

You laugh to yourself as the texts come, one after another.

Y/N: Eth, calm down. You're gonna do fine, I guarantee it. The shows have been wonderful so far, what makes you think this will be the one that sucks?

Y/N: Actually don't answer that you'll just freak yourself out more. Don't worry, Ethan. It's gonna be amazing, I know it.

You smile as you message him, and consider telling him that you're there. But you planned to do it afterwards, as more of a surprise. You missed him, though, and were itching to see him in real life again. The last time you'd seen him had been before he moved to the opposite coast months ago.

Every time he'd been close to being back home, you hadn't been able to catch up. Conflicting schedules had forced you from seeing your probably-best-friend in almost a year.

Ethan: Okay. Okay yeah you're right. It's gonna be fine totally

Ethan: Alright shows starting soon I gotta go. Love you bye

Y/N: Love you too. Good luck, Eth. Don't worry, hun, you know they'll love it.

You got a barrage of hearts interspersed with a few other strange emojis in response. You laugh to yourself and press the power button on your phone. A few minutes later the lights dim and you're swept up in the cheers of the crowd as the show starts.

It's strange, but wonderful. There's music and dancing and silly bits. They play games and laugh, changing costumes and bringing the audience into their fun. At one point there's a Q/A portion and you're oh so tempted to ask a question to see if Ethan will realize what you've done.