Sadness Hotline || Ethan Nestor x Reader

thirteen

*Y/n's P.O.V*

It wasn't a busy day at work, so I got my phone out, and scrolled through YouTube.

I looked at the recommended section, and I saw, Ethan? I clicked on the video. It was definitely him. He had almost 800,000 subscribers.

I watched so many of his videos.

Then I finnaly got to go home. I honestly hoped Ethan was still there so I could ask him about it.

When I opened my door, he was there. Asleep on my couch, while Mulan played on my TV.

He looked so peaceful. I quietly snuck past him to get changed out of my uniform.

I got into some comfortable yoga pants, and a long sleeve shirt.

I then began making dinner. Normally, I'd order take out or something, but Ethan is worth not sleeping to make food for. I made spaghetti because it was simple to make.

I gently woke him up. "Hey, I made you some food." He grogily sat up.

"Oh, thank you." He smiled. His voice was more husky than it was normally.

I handed him the spaghetti as he gulped it down. He had large bags under his eyes.

"Did you sleep last night, Ethan?"

"Not much. But it's fine. I hope you didn't mind me sleeping on your couch." He said softly.

"Oh no! It's fine. Honestly come over whenever you want and do whatever. I don't mind." I smiled.

"Also, I love your YouTube channel." I giggled.

An;

Haha a cliffhanger. It's 4 am and I should sleep, but here we are.

Also I should be getting a computer soon, so hopefully my writing will be better when I get it. *hopefully*