Brendon's POV
"What's the coolest thing I've gotten from a fan? One girl made me this custom action figure of myself. It was crazy she made it herself and it even had my guitar and my jacket. It was wild"
"Will I come to Brazil soon? Yeah definitely- hopefully soon"
"My favorite type of whisky? Oooooo I don't know... I dont think I can choose err... lets say whatever one is the most full."
Geez why do the questions come in so fast. I try to pick out questions and comments but they scroll by so fast I barely see 3 words before new ones scroll in. I have been trying to Instagram live chat everyday this week in breaks of recording. As I continue to attempt to decipher the constant blur of questions I see a stream of light peak into the dark studio and hear a subtle creek of the studio door open. Watching through the feed I can see Y/N walking past me - swiftly as if she couldn't be caught if she moved fast enough.
"Hey babe" I swiveled my chair around to face her and watch as she picks up Penny. She responds so quietly that only I can hear, shifting to the side of the studio so only the edge of her body could be seen.
"Hey- sorry just grabbing Penny. You streaming?"
"Yeah yea, want to join?" I ask, knowing the answer already. Y/N loved the fans and was always so sweet meeting them in person, but she had 0 interest in being on camera.
"Ummmm... no I'm ok. I'm going to go start dinner." She gently picks up Penny from the studio sofa and cradles her in her arms as she slips out the studio hastily. I turn back around to the stream and continue to feed through the comments. But I can't ignore the shift in focus..
"Damn what a bitch can't even say hi"
"Brendon you deserve someone better!!!"
"Can't show your face? Fuck that haha"
It's not the first time I've seen petty and awful shit about Y/N but the last few weeks it's been ridiculous. They don't see how perfect she is- how happy she makes me. They just go on saying crap about her and honestly enough is enough.
"Excuse me? No Y/N is not a fucking bitch. That's so incredible rude and extremely disrespectful. Anything she does you guys find something to fucking say- Jesus Christ!"
I should try and calm down but at this point I don't think I can. "Last week she took off this post on her Instagram of her and her friends at a winery because there were an obscene amount of comments about how she didn't care about seeing my show and just wanted to get drunk with her friends. I mean... it's shit like that. She could post a picture of a god-damn waffle and she would get crap for it- I mean seriously fuck off."
I laugh in disbelief and ranting exhaustion and continue to go through the comments..
"NOOOO we love Y/N :( :( "
"Y/N IS QUEEN FUCK OFF"
"Screw yall fucking with Y/N she is actually goals"
The comments flow in so fast I can't see much else but hearts and Y/N name popping up on the feed- most people are probably guilty for saying crap and didn't think I would say anything.
"Yes Y/N is the best haha. Honestly at the end of the day if you support me you support Y/N- because we are a team and she isn't going anywhere."
Y/N really is everything. She gets comments on her social media all the time and just ignores them for the most part. She is so confident... it's sexy. Mostly she just doesn't care. She knows when we told everyone about our relationship what would come along with it. And it makes me even more grateful- she's willing to put up with all the bullshit for us- for me. I'm definitely not worth it, but I'll keep trying to be. I take a sip of my beer and realize it's already empty. Grabbing my phone, I bring the live feed with me as I go over to the kitchen and grab a cold one out of the fridge- continuing to answer questions and comments along the way. I plop myself down on the stool by the counter and prop my phone up against the box of pasta Y/N has set up on the counter. I continue to answer more and more questions, while really just watching Y/N cook and dance around the kitchen.
"Who is the better driver between Y/N and I? Me no question."
"Um no" Y/N quickly chimes in as she stirs the noodles boiling on the stove
"Um yes"
"Haha um no!" she sweetly laughs "You got 2 tickets alone this month!"
I look up at her and smile wide "Listen the stop signs are only suggestions"
I finish my beer and answered more questions and told more stories. Y/N, although out of view from the camera, answered some fan questions and laughed along as I told my stories. I eventually said goodbye and turned off the stream. I put my phone face down on the counter top as I walk over to Y/N, standing behind her as I wrap my arms around her waist and bury my head in her neck grazing kisses along her skin. She turns around and wraps her hands around my neck gently playing with the collar of my jacket.
"Thank you"
""For what?" She asks, looking at me with questioning eyes
"For staying with me. I know it's not always easy"
"Well it may not be easy" She kisses me softly "but you're always worth it."
