My challenge for you~(Chris x chandler) MrBeast Fanfic

Why so much stress?

Chandler's P.O.V

The scream that Sounded like miserable souls of people, such terrifying sound, suffering in agony, Awoke all my senses, from the essential, down to the blinking and Dilation of my pupils, in fear.

"Shit.." I said, as I was starting to feel alarmed.

I start a race between me and the stairs. I go up the stairs, as fast as I could, like if it depended on my life.

I start to pant, as I make my way to his room, in such anxious rush, to know what I had my ears witnessed?

I place my palms on the door, and push it open with all my will.

"...No...Chris..." I said worriedly. My anxiety starts to kick in. As a response, I rush over to Chris, Miserable, laying on the floor, beside the tail of his bed. There are small dark spots on his jeans. His tears marked his sadness, all over his face, the stains of tears on his clear jeans. "No,no....Chris please don't" I say while comforting him with a hug. An honest, worried hug.

"....I'm sorry..."

What? Is it me? It can't be.

"What are y-you apologizing for?"
"Me...I should of not done what I did...and I knew that something was gonna tell me- a sense in me"

" But... my senses were positive about what happened earlier"
"But me... I did not realize"
"Chris... it's okay"
" I...don't know"
" But I know"
" ...Chandler...I love you and everything...but it just doesn't feel right"

"It doesn't have to feel not right to you...you know?"
"Yeah but..."

There is a blank answer in his eyes. No answer. But his eyes make everything in him look good. Even at the worst, like this moment.

He carefully stared at the landscape in my eyes, my clear brown eyes.
He seemed to calm down every second.
He leaned in, and I agreed for a small moment of connection.

He said it didn't feel right, but he did it Anyways.
There is something that at this moment is happening. He feels wrong, but doing what's good for him. I'm good for him. He wants to kiss, but he loves me.

That means one thing.

He leans in, and gently placed a hand on my cheek, brushing the small hairs of my basic beard. He looks back up at me, and his eyes seemed to say a request to kiss my lips.

He snapped out of his thoughts, and looked away for a couple of seconds.

"Chris...this doesn't have to feel guilty for you.."

I say gently placing my two fingers under his chin, rotating his head in my direction, so his eyes meet mine. I lean in, his eyes trained on mine, relaxed.

Our faces are inches apart, wanting to close that gap. Our breathing mixes, and Chris's vibes are changing to
Lovely and relaxed. Chris quickly closes the gap, and smashes his lips against mine.

He places his hand on my face, and I follow his lead. The kiss is soft, and curing all of our stressed and anxieties at the moment.
He kisses me with gently lips, and places his hand on my chest.

What am I, the toy now?

I didn't want him to set dominance within our moment.

The kiss slows down a notch, and Chris decides to break the session. Ending with a small smooching noise.

That could of been overheard by jimmy.

He looks at me with his puppy eyes, and tells me No.
I quickly peck him on the lips, and his face blushes.
"....I..have to leave.."
A simple sentence he said as he set his limits, of me in front of him.
"..why?" I ask.
"I just....see ya later"
He said as he was already at the door of his room.
"Fine..I-"

"Yes, you saw me clearly chandler,"
"What? Why all of the sudden you are so stern and mad?"
"I CANT BE WITH YOU.....That was all that crying,OK?"
He yells at me with a defensive tone of voice.
" Chris...No one told you to not be with me.."

He opened the door, and went downstairs to leave this mess of his.
I followed him, wanting an explanation of why?

He then shut the door with no trace of him for the next 3 days

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"What??"
Said jimmy worriedly, with furrowed eyebrows.
"No no no" Said The Viking sipping a warm hot chocolate.
"Yes....I don't understand why!"
I exclaimed worried. Tears started forming in my eyes. No such thing jimmy was expecting. He was probably like 'why is he worrying so much?'

Jimmy quickly places his cup of coffee on the table, and heads to his room. He went there for like a solid 3 minutes before coming back with slightly messy hair, clearly noticeable afterwards.

I don't get the thing?

We would of been great together. Not a lot has crossed my mind in the last 3 days, since Chris left.
And I think that the constant visit jimmy does in his room is not ordinary.

I have been focused in that for a couple of days, ignoring that he left.

That definitely has something with him. Jimmy is definitely playing the victim role. He is doing something.
But he feels guilty about all the spoof.

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