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No One’s POV:
Tommy and Purpled were backstage after their vidcon panel. The two blondes chatted about they’re experiences, friends, channels, and really anything that was brought up.
They laughed and had a fun time hanging out together. This was also a new experience, seeing as this was the first time they have seen eachother in person.
However, there was the slightest bit of awkwardness in a way. Almost a romantic tension if you will.
You see, Purpled and Tommy have had a crush on eachother for awhile. Although on camera you don’t see much of their duo, behind the scenes they were indeed very good friends; even before the Dream Smp started.
Wilbur and Phil would often hear over the phone, (Or sometimes in person) Tommy going on and on about how great purpled was. How hot or handsome he was, His excellent PvP or bedwars skills, his athletic nature, his soothing voice, his great personality and humor, and literally just how everything about him was absolutely perfect.
It was clear and obvious he had a HUGE crush on him. (Though he would be too embarrassed to admit it-)
Grayson on the other hand, had a similar situation. Just- Less major.
Every now and then, he would compliment Tommy to Walli, Hannah, Boomer, maybe even on stream. But only when it was convenient.
He would say how pretty Tommy was, his skills, his humor, and other small things.
If you couldn’t tell already, He was the more mature one. And actually wasnt… obsessed with the younger.
Atleast one of them has their shit together.
Tommy’s POV:
The more me and Purp talked, the more I could feel the butterflies in my stomach.
Now, it’s totally NOT like I, Tommyinnit, the most pog person in the universe, had a crush on purp. No, of course not!
….. Ok maybe it was.
But how could I not? Have you seen him? Like holy shit is he hot. And he is super talented too!
I could start to feel my legs slowly getting wobbly. I have been standing here with purp for like an hour, and my oh my is it tiring. My legs want a break!
“You ok Tommy? We could go over to those couches over there if your legs are tired.” He pointed to a red couch in the corner of the room.
Holy shit, isn’t Gray a lifesaver?
“What? The big man Tommyinnit never gets tire-“ I stumbled a bit but caught myself.
“Uh huh. Sure,” He said grinning. I could feel my cheeks slowly start heating up. Life really isn’t doing me justice right now.
“Ok maybe I am tired but can you carry me please-“ ok so maybe I wasn’t planning on saying that last part. Holy shit is this embarrassing.
He blinked standing still before sighing.
“Sure” he replied smirking slightly.
My cheeks flushed at the thought of him carrying me.
Stupid stupid brain. It’s not like he’s actually gonna do i- HOLY SHIT HES ACTUALLY FUCKING DOING IT AHHHHH
Grayson moved towards me, before swiftly using his arms to securely support my back and thighs, carrying me bridal style.
Everything happened so quick. The second I actually processed what just happened I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck, hiding my face.
And Jesus fucking Christ was this quite the experience. I honestly can’t tell if I’m severely embarrassed or if this is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Both, but more the second one.
As he effortlessly moved towards the couch, I was a blushing mess. Like my fucking face was literally like glowing red. My crush- I MEAN FRIEND, Is carrying me! Holy shit!
I held onto Purpled’s neck as if I would fall and fucking die if I didn’t. (Even though I knew I wouldn’t)
“AHH PURP PUT ME DOWNNN THIS IS EMBARRASSINGG!!!” I whined in his neck. I could feel his grin growing on his face.
This goddamn fucking hot bastard..
“ Oh so you think I’m hot huh? I know I am, but thanks.” He said smirking.
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Don’t fucking tell me I said that out loud -