Insomniac Coffee Head (Kwite x WildSpartanz)

Heaven

NOTE: Holy shit I'm so sorry for being inactive and making you all wait so long for the next part, I promise it won't (hopefully) happen again. I like how my story blew up more after people saw him and Bradon reading out the other fanficiton out loud-- I hope he reads mine next, lol...then again- maybe he shouldn't. 

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I finally stepped out of the bathroom and headed back to my bedroom. I smiled nervously as I came in and closed the door behind myself. 

"Hey.." I smiled weakly. 

"It took you like ten minutes dude." He laughed, he was looking down at his phone.

"Sorry!" I giggled a little, still nervous. 

Brandon looked up, "You can sit by me you...know.." His words trailing off. 

I looked at him nervously, "What's- what's the matter?" I stammered. 

"You look a little sick, dude." Brandon looked worried. "Let's go get some water." 

He got off the bed and grabbed my wrist, pulling it gently. I let him lead me into the kitchen. I leaned against the counter as I watched Brandon pull two cups out of the cabinet to the left of the sink. Honestly, his home was the exact cookie-cutter house. 

Everything was placed in such a simple but detailed matter. For living off of his mother and himself, they were living the 'American Dream.'

"Here." Brandon handed me the water, which completely interrupted my thoughts. Maybe that was for the better though. 

"Thank you." I smiled at him before sipping some of the water.

We walked back into my bedroom, which only had a queen bed, a tv, and a dresser in it. Other than that everything was pretty much bare.

"I'm going to have to get a desk for youtube still...I really don't pre-record much but I have done that so I can post less and be able to slowly transition into this new- environment." I paused.

"Wait...Brandon?"

"Yeah?"

"How am I supposed to tell our fans... what am I supposed to tell them? I don't even know. What even are we?" I was starting to panic. "What if your mom finds out?"

My head was spinning, my chest burning. The anxiety kept spilling out from my mouth like a waterfall. All my worries and concerns- 

But then it stopped.

Everything felt warm, I felt safe. I was feeling calmer.

I finally realized the tight embrace I was in. I hadn't even realized I was sobbing until now. 

Brandon was holding me in his arms, my face buried in the crook of his neck. His hand gently petting my hair.

"Shhh.." He whispered softly. 

I whimpered and choked on a soft cry that was stuck in my throat. 

"Everything is going to be okay." Brandon smiled down at me, even though I could tell he was on the verge of tears and very worried about me.

I smiled weakly again as he cupped my cheeks, gently kissing me.

I was in heaven. 

I pulled away gently and smiled, "Thank you..I-I love you."

Brandon blushed a little. He kissed my forehead and snuggled me close.

"I love you too."

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Note: Excuse me for the shitty length and how long it took me to update ;w;

Please forgive me.