{ a/n- based off "Grace Helbig teaches me how to vlog" on Chester's channel }
Third Person POV
"How come you never vlog?" Grace asks, her eyes meeting Chester's for a moment before dropping back to the floor. God he makes her nervous.
"I don't really know how." Chester admits, smiling a cute smile that makes Grace's heart flutter in her chest.
"I'll show you!" Grace suggest, moving to pull stools into the center of the kitchen. Chester goes to help her, placing his hands over hers to help her drag the stool. Grace blushes, the warmth of his body letting her know how close they are to one another.
Grace sets up his camera, muttering a string of swear words mixed with "wait what's" as she focuses the camera. She can usually figure out a camera pretty fast, but she's stumbling over her words and having a hard time doing anything while being here. She likes Chester a lot; that kind of like you only ever feel when you're a kid and being around your "crush" makes you feel giddy, but also nervous.
They film a decent video, most of it them teasing each other. Grace gets off her stool to let Chester try by himself, her "teaching" him having become more of a joke. He sits there, his gaze not falling on the camera but Grace. Her back turned, he admires her perfection.
"This sucks!" Grace exclaims, laughing and stepping back into frame. Chester laughs alongside her. They talk a little more, and then Grade decides to end it. "So how do you sign off? 'Chester knows!'"
"I do, I do that." Chester says, looking at her embarrassedly.
"I know, I fucking watch YouTube you dumb dumb." Grace answers, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.
They turn the camera off and go to sit back down on the couch. They choose a movie to watch, Grace not wanting to leave and Chester surely not wanting her to go. About halfway through, Grace sleepily leans on Chester. He's shocked by her sudden affection, but he doesn't mind. Her warmth feels nice. Chester wraps his arms around Grace, letting himself pretend for a moment that they could be something.
Grace looks up to Chester, they're eyes meeting and locking in an intense gaze. Chester leans down to Grace, his hand resting gently on her cheek before placing a soft, sweet kiss on her lips. Grace kisses him back, the heat of the kiss growing.
"Hey Grace," Chester murmurs. "I like you a lot."
"I like you a lot too, Chester." Grace whispers back, smiling as he kisses her again.
The kiss is everything either of them had ever wanted in a kiss and more. It's slow, soft, and lingering while still being passionate and intense. Chester lies on his back on the couch, Grace's long and slender body draped over him. Even when they are no longer kissing, Grace just lies in his arms, resting her head in his chest. Chester holds her tightly, never wanting to let her go.
"It's late Gracie," Chester says quietly. "and I really don't want you to go."
"I don't want to leave either." Grace admits, biting her lip.
"Then how about you stay over for the night?" Chester suggests, scooping Grace up and carrying her to his bedroom.
