Requited || Syndisparklez

Requited

- 2014

jordan has never had time for love, never seen the point of it really. his mother had done just fine without a man in her life, and he had done just fine without a woman in his. when his fans bring up his love life he always rolls his eyes and waves away the questions, focusing more on whatever he's streaming at the time. when an old friend named tom invites him onto his server to stream a few episodes, it doesn't even cross his mind that this could change his whole life.

the first time he jumps onto the world tom greets him, cheerful as ever and jordan can hear the smile in his voice. it makes him smile too, and he thinks that day on the server is probably the best he's ever had. the next days are great too, and he finds himself enjoying the series even if tom targets him a little unfairly sometimes, or the people who run the server are frustratingly cryptic. he has fun, and gets to hang out with his friends.

- 2015

he and sonja are on team speak, talking about nothing in particular when sonja brings up tom. "you guys have been getting awful close lately, i think tucker's getting jealous."

jordan laughs, relaxing back into his office chair as he edits. "tell him we can share, enough of him for the both of us," sonja giggles and jordan feels a happy feeling blossom in his chest, he loves making his friends laugh and be happy, it's one of the things he looks forward to every day.

"but seriously, you guys are spending an awful lot of time together. isn't he going to visit you next week?"

jordan nods, and then remembers she can't see him and switches back over to their skype call where her face pops up onto his screen and he can see the curiosity dancing in her eyes. "yeah, well- more like visit tucker, we're all just going out to grab a few drinks next wednesday."

sonja nods and leans back in her own chair, fixing him with an innocent gaze. "so...do you like...have feelings for him?"

jordan feels as if he would have taken a spit take if he had been drinking something, but instead chokes on his own air and has to excuse himself for a moment to calm himself. "why — why would you even-?"

sonja holds her hands up in surrender, shrugging a little. "i don't know, i've just been wondering. i mean, you guys are always texting or playing something together, and you never stop talking about him- i just kind of assumed?" sonja brings her hands to her lap and looks at him apologetically. jordan sighs and places a hand on his face.

"no, it's okay. just surprised me. no, i don't like him. i've never really been big on romance anyway, always seemed like a waste of time to me." sonja nods, and they quietly go back to editing for about an hour before sonja excuses herself and jordan goes to bed, pushing the conversation from his mind.

-

he's drunk, entirely too drunk. the room is spinning and his stomach is rolling in an unpleasant way. the lights seem way too loud and the music is giving him a headache, and he just wants to leave. tom is sitting beside him, just as, if not more, drunk than jordan himself and he laughs as tom makes a funny joke, even if the sound of it makes his head hurt even more. he goes to leave, but tom pulls him back down beside him, wrapping an arm around jordan's waist tightly as he sings a song about whatever drink he had in his other hand. jordan feels hot, and he's sure his face is on fire, though he's not sure if it's from the headache, the fact tom seems to be a human furnace, or he's blushing at the feeling of tom's fingers digging into his waist fiercely. eventually the music and lights start to fade into the background and jordan feels like he's about to pass out from exhaustion and he slumps into tom's side, who only holds him tighter and this time jordan knows the flush in his face is definitely because of tom. no one says anything about it though, and jordan deals with it until they all finally get up to leave, and tom slowly takes his arm away, and jordan suddenly feels quite alone.