Insomniac Coffee Head (Kwite x WildSpartanz)

Dripping with Anticipation

My heart fluttered. It had been a long two months and constant video uploads. I was finally standing in line for the plane to California.

I got a text message from Brandon, I'm surprised he woke up this early for me.

'I'm so exited. I barely slept last night.'

I smiled and gripped my phone in my hands.

The line slowly got smaller and smaller. It was my turn to board the plane. I handed my luggage off to a man who was probably going to throw all my junk under the plane.

But I was alright. I had myself high on cloud nine.

I sat down in my seat, quickly texting Brandon back.

'I'm boarding now, we'll be taking off shortly.'

I smiled and put in my headphones. The song that immediately started playing was Vanilla Twilight by Owl City.

I blushed thinking about Brandon knowing my sense of music. Yes of course he has seen what I look like- I mean under my mask, sunglasses, and hoodie.

Yeah. I'm not a floating hoodie. Confirmed. Suck my dick.

I breathed out gently and turned my head out of the window. My anxiety was shooting through the roof.

I tried to focus on Brandon but it's hard when I have crippling anxiety. I was thinking about every bad situation that could happen to me on this plane. My heart beat got faster.

I could feel myself sweating, I just squeezed my phone tighter in my hand and tried to focus on my music.

The speakers came on along with a loud squeal. I cringed and grit my teeth together at the sound, even with my music blasting, I could still hear that awful noise.

I didn't have to listen to what he had to say, I already knew what I had to do.

'On my way, love.'

I texted Brandon before I turned my phone on airplane mode. I sighed and scrolled through my music list that was full of "edgy" music.

Nobody would realize I was gone from YouTube for two weeks since I had set up videos for that. Thank god.

However- what am I supposed to say to my fans? I know they aren't stupid...

I shook my head, not now. Don't think about that.

I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes. I could feel the airplane moving under me.

I gripped my phone tighter, I could feel my breathing hitch. My heart beating faster than I have ever had before.

I could feel us slowly going up, but I refused to open my eyes.

My mind wondered to every bad possibility, but I couldn't help but get Brandon's smiling face out of my mind.

It was a burnt image behind my eyelids. Permanently scarred by his giggle.

I could feel my heart melting, in a good way. I breathed out and slowly opened my eyes. We were flying steadily through the sky.

I gave another sigh of relief. Brandon, I'm coming to you.