He asked me to sit on his lap and commentate with him. We would do this often, a lot of times he would make me be silent, because he didn't want his fans to get tired of only having videos of us together. His viewers and his friends already knew we were dating, but not to the extreme where were really at. But that didn't stop Straub from endlessly making fun of us being inseparable, as he didn't know about Zach's problem. None of his friends did.
I changed into leggings and a jumper because it was freezing in the house, being as it was December, and December in Canada is not the most pleasant place to be.
This was after we ended recording, he told me that he didn't need to put out any more videos tonight, so we could have a lazy day.
We cuddled on the bed and watched Netflix until we got hungry and decided to order some pizza. Then it happened again.
We were in the middle of a romantic movie, where the couple broke up because the main character didn't love her boyfriend anymore. And as I should've known, it set him off.
He started biting his lip every time they started to argue, or she had inside thoughts about wanting to leave, and pulled me closer.
Finally, when she left him, I could see tears coming out of the corner of his eye.
I took the remote from next to him and held his hand. He quickly wiped his tears and turned to me.
"C'mere." I said as I pulled him close and placed the blanket over the top of us. His large arms embraced my fragile body. My interior might seem strong, but my exterior said otherwise. I was about 3/4 his size, only barley 5'4". He would always make fun of me for my size, but I knew that he liked that I was shorter than him, because he was, as he put, "The man of the relationship".
I put my legs overtop his and snuggled close to him. "I love you." I mumbled into his chest.
"I love you too." he said back, kissing my head.
We cuddled and sat there for a couple of hours, just relaxing in each other's company. Occasionally he would check twitter, while continuing to protectively look over me.
I savored these moments, when we felt safe and secure. When I didn't have to protect him. We we could be normal.
Now don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade this lifestyle for anything. I loved Zach with all my heart, but I knew he liked it when he felt like he had to protect me. He didn't love how I always looked over him, and he felt like the roles should've been reversed.
"Babe?" He asked suddenly.
"Hm?" I looked up at him.
"Why do you love me?"
I started to get irritated, there was more than usual asking of the question today, and I hated when he asked the question to me, it just reminded me how insecure he really was.
"Zach, I've told you." I looked at him, agitated.
"But- I just... Please? It just makes me feel better to be reminded." he pleaded and placed his hand on my knee.
My eyes softened and replied, "Fine. I love you because... for one, you make me laugh, you make thousands of others laugh too, your viewers? And... I love how you can be completely serious one minute, and make weird alien noises the next." I paused to think. "oh, and I love when you do random things for me when I expect it least, like breakfast today, which was amazing by the way," I kissed him on the nose. "And I love how you help me when I'm stressed, you know... By doing those things."
We smirked and he pulled nearer to me. He got closer and put his hand on my cheek. Our lips met and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I sucked on his bottom lip and bit down slightly which caused him to moan quietly. I felt him smile into the kiss and slip his tongue into my mouth as I did the same. They fought for dominance, his was winning, but when I tugged on his hair he moaned again and I used the chance to fight back.
The kiss became more and more passionate but we decided to stop before it would've gotten too far.
We spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling and taking naps while in each other's arms until he had to edit and upload his videos.
"I love you." he said as he placed light feathery kisses all over my face.
They tickled but I managed to get an answer out, "I love you too baby. So, so much."
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Hayran KurguAtelophobia - the fear of not being good enough or imperfect