8-BitLove: Bazamalam x 8-BitRyan

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Notes: 

1) Ryan's P.O.V until otherwise noted.

2) They might get together quicker than I originally planned bc I can't think of much to write until they get together.

Enjoy!

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I was editing the Subreddit video-- and enjoying every minute of it-- when the recent event started to play out in my head like a broken record.

"U-uh... yeah... I like Rhys.."  Baz had said, scratching the back of his neck. It took me by surprise, seeing as I didn't know Baz was gay until about 15 minutes ago. I hadn't known what else to say before something began to slip on it's own.

"Oh... That's cool. I mean, I'm not going to criticize you or anything because-"

I had caught myself mid-sentence, realizing what I was about to say. I shook my head to try to clear the thought, pushing it to the back of my mind to detain it from coming back. But about 5 minutes later, it showed up again. My vision grew a bit slurred as I spaced out, lost in thought of the event yet again.

"-Because I'm gay too....and I've actually liked you for a while..." 

I said quietly to no one in particular. How I longed to say it; to tell Baz how I truly feel about him. But he evidently likes Rhys... and I guess I'm okay with that. All I want is for Bazzy Boy to be happy, seeing as he's not an easy person to come right out and say how he feels about something... or someone.

But even though Baz said he liked Rhys, why would Will be in such a hurry to hang up? If he didn't know anything, why wouldn't he stay on? Because if he didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't know to leave that fast... as soon as I walked in. Maybe Will does know something... and maybe Baz isn't telling me everything...

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I finished editing the video and was waiting for it to upload when I heard a voice across the hall. I knew no one else was in the house and that the voice had to be Baz's. Opening the door, I listened down the hall and sure enough, it was Baz. He was reading a story for his CreepyPasta channel, Creep Sauce. From the sound of the story, Baz was really into it. I ventured from the 8-BitGaming office and stood outside Baz's door, listening more to the story. It sounded like it was about some kind of hospital encounter and a woman that never needed the answer 'yes'. He was really getting into the characters, exaggerating his voice in some parts while others were more serene, having a lighter tone to them. 

Hearing Baz's voice made my heart skip several beats and I couldn't help but blush whenever he made me laugh or his hand brushed mine by accident as I longed to hold it, the Illuminati tattoo shading over by my hand. I wish we could go out in public and be accepted as a bit different from the rest: two men in a relationship isn't a bad thing. it's their choice. I wish I could hug him without it being the awkward 'bro hug' and only lasting 2 seconds; to really feel myself holding him or the other way around-- I don't care. I just want HIM.... but I'm too shy to say it. I'm afraid he'll reject me, saying things have grown too awkward and he doesn't want to hang around me anymore.

"Stop worrying, Ryan."  Will had told me over the phone one time as I was nervous about how the next day's events would play out. It was the time Baz was moving back in with me, seeing as it would be easier to record for 8-BitGaming and he said he'd enjoyed living with me. Will was the only one who knew about my crush on Baz and he checked in every once in a while to see if I had broken the ice.

I heard Baz's chair rolling from the desk and I rushed downstairs, making it sound like I'd heard something.

"Mack?" I aimlessly called out to my cat, who appeared from behind the TV.

"Everything alright, Ryan?" I heard the ginger's intoxicating voice behind me as a blush forced itself onto my face. I picked Mack up, turning to face Baz. 

"Y-yeah." I said, trying to make my stutter seem to come from shifting the cat's weight in my arms. "Everything's fine. I thought I heard something fall, that's all."

"Ah." He said, nodding his head and flopping on the couch. He flicked through multiple channels before blankly settling on Disney XD as the ever famous DanTDM was playing Katamari Damacy: Reroll. I sat beside him, still holding Mack. Bailey jumped up beside Baz and pushed the ginger over, sending him crashing into me.

"Hey mate. Long time no see." I joked, trying to avoid the thick blush that threatened to appear once again. But it wasn't me who had the red face-- It was Baz, the whole strip under his eyes and across the bridge of his nose burning an unsubtle crimson. Mack wiggled free from my grip and jumped onto the coffee table as Bailey abandoned the couch as well. The freedom from the extra weight forced us to slide a bit and holy sh*t, this happened way too fast....

I was laying with my head on the arm of the couch, one arm hanging from the edge. My other arm, however, was in a more surprising spot. In my attempt to help Baz catch himself from being pushed over, my other hand was currently resting on his shoulder. Baz has a face of awkward embarrassment, as he was holding himself above me, trying to not fall as he was gradually slipping from the slick softness of the fabric; his left hand perched on the back of the couch as his right was braced at my shoulder.

"I uh..." I started, clearing my throat. "...Did not see this coming..."

"Y-yeah.." Baz stuttered. "Neither did I."

We both sat there for a minute, still trying to process what just happened. I honestly think we got lost in the moment, neither of us realizing that we were staring at each other until Mack jumped onto the back of the couch, padding over Baz's hand. It began to slip faster due to the extra weight... and soon fell. I dodged it as it fell uncontrollably toward me, landing beside my other shoulder.

*Baz's P.O.V*

'How the h*ll did this happen?'  I asked myself as my left hand slipped from the back of the couch. I tried to grab it back, but had no avail in doing so. The next thing I knew, both of my hands were braced at Ryan's shoulders. His face dusted a dark crimson as mine burned like h*ll, obviously showing a prominent red that was beyond my ability to control.

I knew what was coming... and I was finally willing to say it. Better in a situation like this than to bring it up out of nowhere...right?

"Ryan..."

"Y-yeah?" His voice made me feel weak and it gave me hundreds of butterflies in my chest.

"Remember what I said earlier? About liking Rhys?" The chestnut nodded and I hesitantly continued. "I don't like him like that..."

"You don't?" Ryan sounded surprised, his eyes showing confusion and a bit of ...relief...? "Why?"

"Because..." I started. 'You have to say it now, dumb*ss.'  A voice in my head told me as I guided my tongue over my braces, trying to think of the right way to say it. "Because I... like you... like that."

"Wait what?" His voice sounded completely taken aback. "Y-you do?"

"Y-yeah... for a while now..." I felt my face heat up and my chest tighten. What would he say? Would he kick me out...?

"To be honest, I've felt the same since the week before you moved back in."

I froze, unable to believe what I just heard.

"Y-you do?" I copied his reaction, not knowing it at the moment. 

The chestnut nodded again, relaxing his shoulders a bit from being tense for so long. 

"Would you...-" I started, cutting myself off to try to say it in a way that wasn't awkward. Before I could finish, Ryan had slid his hand higher up on my shoulder.

"Yes Baz." He blushed, placing his free hand on my waist. I felt my chest tighten and a blush crept onto my face again. His grip on me relaxed even more, causing me to relax as well. This had all happened so fast... ended up better than I could've imagined....