Matt shook his head. No, he's not going to sleep. He needs to talk to Ryan. The lanky boy slid out of bed and opened the door to his bedroom, walking out into the hallway.
"Hey... Ryan?" Matt slowly walked into the living room.
"What's up?" Ryan turned away from the tv.
"How are we gonna tell everyone we're together? Like... should we post about it on Twitter? YouTube?"
Ryan thought for a moment. Posting it on the official SuperMega Twitter would just make it seem like a joke. And both of their own personal Twitters seemed like a damn joke too. YouTube was the best option. They could show their faces and give off the energy that they're 100% serious about dating.
"YouTube would be perfect." Ryan smiled softly and sat up, walking towards Matt. "Let me clean myself up real quick, then we can shoot the video."
"That sounds good." Matt replied, watching his lover walk to the bathroom. He assumed they would just film it on the couch, so he sat down there. He fished his phone out of his pocket and went to iMessages.
Matt: I really wish you never made that Tweet about me
Tucker: Dude I'm sorry... I thought it would be funny
Matt: What have people been saying about me?
Matt bounced his leg in fear, he was still too scared to check any of his social medias.
Tucker: Oh you haven't checked? It's nothing bad
Matt: Seriously?
Tucker: People are mostly mad at me for outing you
Tucker: But none the less they support you
Matt smiled at his phone. He knew he could trust his fans... he doesn't understand why he got so worked up.
Matt: It was fucked up that you outed me... but I'm glad everyone is accepting
He put his phone in his pocket once he heard Ryan coming back into the living room.
"That was quick!" He turned to him and smiled. "And you got all the equipment?! You could've asked for help I-"
Ryan set down everyone on the coffee table. "Don't worry, Mr. Brat Watson." He did a goofy laugh.
"Old joke. Not funny." Matt folded his arms, but ended up letting a little chuckle slip from his lips.
"Hey, now you can help me set everything up." Matt shot up from the couch and helped Ryan with setting the camera up. It didn't take long, they were pros at this point, and the two were back to sitting on the couch in no time.
"Ready baby boy?" Ryan asked jokingly.
"Shut the fuck up and start the recording." Matt blushed lightly and laughed.
"I won't start the recording with that attitude." He sounded... different? That definitely wasn't a joking tone.
"R-Ryan... just start the recording, please." He stuttered. He was NOT going to get hard over a stupid joke.
"That's more like it." Ryan leaned forward and pressed the recording button.
Matt squirmed and prayed that this video wouldn't be difficult to make.
