DanPlan x Reader || On Hold

Hosuh pt.1

So, I decided to continue this as an au (since it already was), Stephen himself said he is fine still being in DanPlan fanfiction. Of course, as his persona, but not himself since he doesn't want to be associated with the channel. I dunno how to explain it, but on stream he said it was fine, so I don't feel like a terrible person. Okay let's continue.

∆~y/n's pov~∆

I wake up in my purple bedsheets with the sun illuminating the room.
I get out of bed and drag myself to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and do the rest of my hygiene

Hosuh gave me everyone's number, with their approval of course.
Well, everyone except Jay, I don't know why, but he takes a disliking towards me-

Me (to all): morning!

I turn off my phone and go downstairs. I see Hosuh on the couch asleep, and a plate of, now cold, breakfast sitting on the table.

I walk over to him and wonder if I should wake him. He fell asleep sitting up, so maybe he was waiting for something?
Eh, why not?

I lightly shake him awake.
"Hosuhhhh get uuuuuuupppp!"
I say in a childish manner.

He slowly opens his eyes, they squint when adjusting to the light.
"Y/n? You're finally awake ha...ha"
He says with his eyes closing again.

How the fuck does he-
*Insert keyboard smash*

I lightly slap him. Not hard, but more like annoyingly tapping his face...with my palm.
He opens his eyes again, but this time they grow wide.

"AAAAAAAAH"
He yells and jumps back.

"What the actual heck? You scared me y/n!"
He says as he rubs his eyes.

"You weren't getting up, so I was going down the list of solutions."
I say as I back away, leaving space for him to stand up if needed.

"Oh yeah? Huh, what's at the end?"
He asks

"You don't wanna know."
I stare at him dead serious, until I let out a small laugh because I couldn't hold it in.
He joins me as he stands up and walks to the kitchen.

"Well, I cooked something for you!"
He says looking at the, now cold, food.
He frowns.

"Oh, sorry, I guess I could heat it up again..."
He picks up the plate and places it inside the microwave.

The buzzing can be heard in the background as we stand in silence.
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"So, have you eaten breakfast?"
I ask.

"Oh yeah, I ate it a couple hours ago."
He responds back , obviously not thinking of his words.

It's 7am.
A couple of hours ago would be like 5am.

Maybe I'm over thinking it, but what if I'm not?

"Hey what time did you get up?"
I casually ask, trying to cover up the fact I'm interrogating him.

He freezes, but relaxes again.
"O-oh...yeah. I got up at five... thirty?"
He says.

Does he think I'm dumb? He hasn't ever been good at lying, it's actually kinda cute.