#smosh!reader

It started as most things at Smosh do, with a bit. A joke, a silly little comment.

And that’s all it would have been, except the fans clipped it. And now you can’t even look at your phone without seeing it. That stupid 15 second clip of your best friend was slowly ruining your life. And to make matters worse, he doesn’t even seem to remember saying it.

To paint a picture, it was a live stream. Spencer was playing some game you couldn’t remember, with Angela and Amanda. Amanda had made a joke about Spencer being her Smosh crush and Angela was quick to reply. Saying and this is a direct quote.

“How is Spencer your Smosh crush when Y/N exists, like Y/N/N, step on me please.”

That part wasn’t really a surprise. You and Angela flirted with each other on camera all the time. Hell, fans shipped the two of you almost as much as they shipped Angela and Amanda. The problem or rather the incident happened immediately after. When Spencer, without missing a beat said:

“Yeah, that’s makes sense. Like she’s my best friend but it’s like so easy to fall in love with her. Ya’ know? Y/n has this sunlight kind of energy that just pulls you in and warms you in a way I’ve never experienced before. Like she’s this amazing person and I’m so lucky to know her.”

He said this, without pause. Without a single ounce of hesitation, he barely even looked up from the game he was playing. And of course, everyone had a field day with the clip. It wasn’t even just fans! Your own co-workers, your friends sent it to you. Spencer’s mother, sent it to you!

In fact the only one would wasn’t talking about it, was Spencer himself. Normally when you had a problem like this, he was the one you went to. But this was different, you couldn’t go to Spencer to talk about Spencer. And it felt wrong to go to anyone else, so you wrote a song.

For three weeks, that clip played over and over in your head. You couldn’t even figure out why it had bothered you so much. You guys said ‘I love you’ all the time. If fact you barely registered it, until right now. Sitting in your living room with Angela, Arasha, and Courtney. Amanda had been invited but opted to have a night in with her family and Olivia was on a date with her boyfriend.

Your song book open in Angela’s lap as the other two read over her shoulder. Normally you wouldn’t just bust out your song book, but you were all about 3.5 glasses of wine in. And you really wanted someone’s opinion on the new song since you couldn’t exactly show Spencer.

“What did you say?” You asked confused causing the three of them to laugh softly.

“I asked who are you in love with.” Arasha repeated and you frowned.

‘In love?’ You weren’t in love. You would know if you were in love, wouldn’t you?

“I’m not in-it’s just a song.” You denied while leaning over to grab your book and set down your wine glass.

“Baby, this is like the sweetest love song I’ve ever heard. If you aren’t in love then you at least love someone a whole hell of a lot.” Courtney pointed out and you looked down at the lyrics for a moment. Studying them as if you were truly seeing them for the first time.

“You obviously don’t have to decide right now, but I’m sure whoever this is about would be the luckiest person ever.” Angela murmured reassuringly, causing you to smile.

The topic had changed but the conversation sat in the front of your thoughts for the rest of the night. Were they right? Had you actually fallen in love and just never realized it? You’d heard of people saying they just woke up one day and knew. But you always assumed there would be signs. Tells that would let you know you’d fallen in love and that they’d fallen too.

But with Spencer? Well the more you thought about it, the more you realized you had always loved him. Been in love with him.

“Hey.” Spencer greeted walking over to you desk bright an early in Monday morning. You smiled, saving the script you were working on before looking up at him.

“Hi Spence. Good weekend?” You asked while grabbing the coffee he held out for you. Three days a week Spencer would stop on his way in to work and buy you a coffee. Even though he never bought anything for himself and rarely drank coffee. In return you kept the mini fridge under your desk shocked with Kickstart.

“Would have been better if my best friend wasn’t radio silent all weekend. We were supposed to go to the movies on Saturday, remember?” He reminded you with a raised brow and you grimaced.

“Oh shoot, I’m so sorry. I just wasn’t feeling to great and I-“

“Are you sick? Did you catch that bug Tommy had last week? Hang on, I have a…” He rambled before going over to his desk across the room. You studied him in confusion as he sat his bag down before rummaging through his drawer.

“Here it is.” He smiled proudly as he held up a forehead thermometer. Quickly walking back to you.

“I’m not sick Spencer. I was just…” You paused trying to think of what to say. You couldn’t exactly tell him you spent the weekend realizing you were in love with him. That’s a lot for 6:45 in a Monday.

“Just?” He pressed, studying you for a moment. The thermometer still hanging loosely from his hand.

“Tired. I was exhausted and I didn’t really feel like going out.” You shrugged, it was a lame excuse. You spent all weekend trying to figure out your feelings and what you would say to him and that’s all you could come up with.

“Oh, well…did you get some sleep at least? You weren’t spending the weekend writing, right?” He asked almost knowingly and your eyes widened.

“Writing?” You repeated almost panicked earning a suspicious look from him.

“The script outline?…The one you’ve been working on for weeks.” He elaborated as if it was obvious

“Oh! Um, no. I wasn’t working on it at all.” You awkwardly muttered, your eyes shifting around the room as you looked for a way out of this conversation. Mentally that worried you. In all the time you’d known Spencer, you never wanted to stop talking to him.

Constantly seeking him out. Giving him your full undivided attention whenever you could. Wanting to spend any second of free time you had, with him. And now within a span of 72 hours, you couldn’t help but want to avoid him. Afraid of what your recent revelations might do to your relationship. To your friendship.

Spencer had been one of the best friends you had ever had and you weren’t ready to lose that. But this, being in love with him…that changed a lot of things.

“So I was thinking for lunch today we could-“

“Actually!” You said much louder than necessary as you cut him off.

“I was gonna work on my script outline during lunch so I’ll have to skip our Monday routine.” You lied causing his eyes to widen. Every Monday the two of you would pick a random spot of lunch and have a car picnic. You’d been doing it for years, never missing a week.

“Skip? I um…are we okay?” He asked nervously and you immediately nodded. Of course you were okay, better than okay. You just needed time to get over him and then things would go back to normal.

“Yeah, yeah of course. I’m just so behind on work and I’d hate for it to put everything off. Can’t film scripted videos without the script.” You muttered, turning back to your computer so he wouldn’t be able to see your face.

You always hated lying to Spencer, mostly because he could always tell. But also because there was never really a point. You told each other everything big or small. But this…this seemed like it was too big to share.

“Ok…I’ll let you get back to work then.” He muttered in a tone that told you he absolutely didn’t believe you but was too polite to call you out on it.

You didn’t look at him again as he stood there for a moment before sighing and walking away.

“So…” Arasha smirked appearing out of nowhere as she leaned against your desk. You jumped at her sudden appearance and looked up at her.

“What?” You muttered avoiding eye contact as you typed nonsense on the screen.

“That song you showed us…it’s about Spencer, isn’t it?” She asked causing you to freeze immediately.

“What?” You slowly met her eyes to see the thrilled look on her face. In seconds you were on your feet dragging her to an empty conference room. Locking the door behind you.

“Arasha….” You started to say and she gasped

“Oh my god is it actually? I was just making a joke. But you! You like Spencer-“ She started to say before you put a hand over her mouth.

“Arasha you can’t tell anyone, okay. This is so bad! Like sooooooo bad.” You grimaced causing her to frown as she pulled your hand away from her face.

“What’s so bad about having feelings for Spencer? He’s great.”

“Yeah he is, I know he is. He’s my best friend. I just…falling in love with Spencer wasn’t planned I just…I need time to figure out what that means.” Sighing you let your gaze fall from her concerned eyes to the floor. Arasha walked backwards before sitting on top of the table as she studied you. A small smile appearing on her face.

“Falling in love?” She repeated causing your eyes to widen as you hadn’t been able to say it out loud before this moment.

“I-yeah. I guess. Falling or already on the ground.” You shrugged painfully with a heavy sigh.

“You don’t think he feels the same way?” She questioned running her fingers through her hair as if she was in deep thought about something.

“More like scared to think about it. Love and relationships aren’t something I’ve ever been good at. And if I fuck it up or something goes wrong, I’d lose him. I’m not ready for that possibility.” You confessed. For close to a decade you two have been Y/N and Spencer, best friends. You weren’t ready for that to change even if deep down you might secretly want it to.

“Before I become like emotionally invested in this…is this a bit? Because you and Spencer would be perfect for each other and I really need this to be real.” She all but begged and you couldn’t stop the laughter that fell from your lips.

“I wish it was a bit. Then maybe I wouldn’t be so nervous to talk to my best friend.” You groaned miserably causing Arasha to immediately stand and hug you.

“Hey, you might not want to hear this now. But Spencer likes you too and the two of you will figure this out.” She whispered softly with her arms wrapped tightly around you. You let out a deep breath and nodded.

“I really hope you’re right.”

It was finally Friday again and you couldn’t be happier. You’d successfully managed to avoid Spencer through pitch meetings, video shoots, and live stream rehearsals. Was it the best plan? Absolutely not. In fact it was literally tearing you apart inside but you didn’t know what else to do.

Now, sitting on your couch with a cup of tea. You were miserably watching the latest Gentlemen’s Video while waiting for the food you ordered to arrive.

You laughed at some joke Angela made when you heard a knock at the door. You groaned tossing the pile of blankets off of you as you stood up.

“I’m coming!” You yelled when the person knocked once more, this time more frantic. Muttering curses at yourself you pulled your phone out when the knocking didn’t stop.

You furrowed your brow when you noticed it was Spencer. Then you froze in place, hoping that maybe he’d just leave.

You watched through your phone screen as he softly cursed under his breath. Turning to his ring camera as he pulls his keys out.

“Y/n/n…I’m opening your door. Don’t attack me.” He joked waving his key around. The joke referencing a few years back when you forgot Spencer had a key and he came over in the middle of the night for chips. Let’s just say Spencer has never been worried about you being able to protect yourself again.

You were pulled from your thoughts about the memory when the door opened.

“Y/n?” He called out but froze when he made eye contact with you.

“You’re not sleeping.” He said matter of factly as he closed the door behind him.

“You aren’t the food I ordered.” You countered not knowing what else to say. You two shared a tense moment of eye contact. Spencer trying to read you while you prayed he wouldn’t be able to.

“Y/n, we need to talk.” He insisted, running his hands through his hair.

“Now? I mean we had a movie night planned for tomor-“

“Would you have showed up? Y/n, we haven’t talked all week. You didn’t even want to have lunch with me on Monday. Monday!” He stressed the word, his eyes frantically searching your face. Nonverbally putting emphasis on how much those lunches meant to him.

“Spence-“

“It’s like every room I walked into you ran out of it. For a week, so just…tell me what I did. Tell me what I did and I swear to you I will never do it again. Tell me and I will fix it. Because if I did something wrong, something that irritated you, or god forbid…if I did something that…” He paused blinking his eyes harshly to will his tears away.

“If I did something that hurt you. I’m sorry, I am so so sorry. Please, please tell me what I did wrong.” He begged slowly stepping towards you, like he wanted to hold you but didn’t know if he was allowed.

“Oh Spence…” You whispered reaching out to him. Within seconds he had you in his arms with his head tucked against your shoulder. His soft curls tickling your cheek as he gripped the back of your shirt.

“I’m really sorry Y/n.” He murmured against your neck and you moved to pull away. But he only held you tighter. As if he was afraid you’d tell him to leave, afraid you’d tell him you never wanted to see him again.

The thought of that alone had you spiraling.

“Are you in love with me?” You asked, the words falling out of your mouth like vomit. You froze in place as he pulled back to look at you. As if the visual of your face could possibly help him comprehend the question.

“What?” He asked with wide eyes and you grimaced

“That’s not really how I wanted that to come out it’s just…you said it was easy.” You attempted to explain but words seemed to fail you in a way that you’d never experienced before. You’re literally a writer for a living and words were suddenly a made up concept. His arms now dropping to his sides, as he just continued to stare at you.

Turning back towards your living room, you walked in and began to pace as he stood in the doorway.

“I-uh, a few weeks ago. I’m sure you don’t even remember it. Honestly it’s probably ridiculous that it even matters so much to me but I just can’t get the clip out of my head. Hell, I wouldn’t be able to forget about it if I tried. It’s literally everywhere.” You sighed running your hands down your face with a frustrated groan.

“What clip? Wait, why wouldn’t it matter? What are you talking about?” Spencer urged, standing from where he’d been leaning against the wall to approach you.

“It’s a stupid-“

“Stop saying that. it’s not stupid. If you care about it, and it matters to you then it’s not stupid.” He muttered cutting you off. You smiled as he grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers with yours.

“Fine, it’s a clip. It’s like 15 seconds and I- maybe I should just show it to you?” You suggested and he immediately nodded so you pulled out your phone and opened TikTok. You went to your favorites, finding the video you seemed to watch constantly. A video that had been sent to you by Arasha.

You then handed him your phone, waiting nervously as he watched it.

The video started slow. The intro was of you two laughing together during a TNTL shoot. The audio first being Only by RY X

It was several clips, and screen recordings of you two. Some of them had been bits but most were times that you two had been in your own world.

Spencer holding your hand during a game of werewolf.

You gently wiping something off his face during an eat it or tweet it video.

Spencer staring at you as you laughed during Damien’s bit city jokes.

Clips of Spencer looking at you after he made a joke as if he was checking to see if you thought it was funny

Then the audio changed to what he had said during the livestream:

‘She’s my best friend but it’s like so easy to fall in love with her. Ya’ know? Y/n has this sunlight kind of energy that just pulls you in and warms you in a way I’ve never experienced before. Like she’s this amazing person and I’m so lucky to know her.”

The clips this time had been mostly the same.

Spencer holding you when you cried during an emotional reedit stories video

A Clip of you two during the summer games. You stood on the field watching everyone run, Spencer stood behind you with his arms around your waist and his chin resting on top of your head.

A clip of you cleaning his glasses during a Gentlemen’s games shoot

The audio went back to the song as a few more clips and screenshots of him admiring you were shown. The video ended and started over as Spencer slowly looked up at you.

“I um…I didn’t mean to say that. Not that I don’t feel it or uh-. It’s not that you aren’t great. You are, you’re amazing. I just, I didn’t mean to say it.” He rambled nervously. The TikTok still playing in his hand. A swell of disappointment filled you. You had a feeling he didn’t mean it but part of you still hoped that maybe he did actually love you too.

“You didn’t mean to say it?” You repeated, reaching to grab your phone. You almost smiled as your fingers brushed against his and he sighed.

“Look, I’m sorry okay? If I could take it back I would. I wasn’t thinking, you know how I get. Sometimes my mouth moves faster than my brain. Which shouldn’t be an excuse! But if I made you uncomfortable, I’m sorry. Even if you weren’t uncomfortable I’m still sorry. I shouldn’t have basically confessed my love for you on the internet without talking to you first.” He stressed, eyes once again searching your face.

“So you do love me?” You smiled.

“I-love-How could I not? You are without a doubt the most amazing person I have ever met. I’m insane about you. I love you in the way that poets would spend centuries writing about. I have never been sure about anything in my life. Constantly second guessing, coasting, relying. But you? You are the only thing I have ever been sure of. The sound of your name puts me at ease. I tell a joke and the only reaction I care about is yours. The sound of your laughter is the best part of my day every time I hear it. I don’t know how it happened or when. And I know this is going to ruin everything and I know how much you hate change and I am so sorry. If I could stop, if I could go back to the day I realized I love you and stop myself from doing it. For your happiness, for your comfort…I’d do it, without question. You mean absolutely everything to me. This past week has been torture, intense agonizing torture. I barely saw you for five days and it felt like my arm was cut from my body. Or like I was walking around headless or some crazy shit like that. It felt like I was walking around with this huge important piece of me just gone. Seeing you run from every room I walked into and not knowing why? Realizing how addicted I had become to you, to your smile. I don’t know when I felt in love with you. But I know that I did. I know that I am in love with you. What I don’t know…is how you feel about it.” He finished breathing heavy as he stared at you with teary eyes.

“I-wow. I um, gosh. Okay.” You stuttered, trying to come up with a response to probably the most beautiful love confession you’d ever heard.

“You don’t have to feel the same way.” He quickly spoke

“Do you remember a few years ago when we went to New York for that Comic Con?” You asked suddenly he smiled immediately and nodded although you could see the confusion in his eyes.

“Yeah, the trip had been a disaster. Half of us didn’t make it because of delayed flights and snow storms. Then the convention got canceled last minute.” He explained which was true. Damien had a booth and everyone agreed to go to New York for the weekend to support him. A few of you made it to New York before the storms would supposed to hit only to be met with an issue at the hotel. Instead of the five rooms you’d reserved they only had two. It had been a terrible, stressful weekend for the most part.

“Before the snow started, you went with me to Central Park because I had once mentioned that I’d always wanted to go. We walked around until our fingers were frozen. You didn’t have to do that, you hate the cold but you still went with me anyway.” You explained softly laughing fondly at the memory. Spencer had obviously been cold from the moment you left your hotel but chose to walk with you anyway. He’d even wrapped his scarf around you and bought you a hot chocolate.

“I wasn’t gonna let you go by yourself. You had literally never been to New York before.” He protested just as he had then.

“Our weekly Saturday movie nights started because I hadn’t seen Twilight.” You changed the subject to laughed and he jokingly groaned while shaking his head.

“Don’t remind me! I don’t understand how you could have never seen those movies.” He grimaced but you just sighed tossing your phone in the couch before reaching forward to grab his hands.

“Spencer.” You started to say but paused to think of the right words to say.

“I do.” He joked before his eyes widened as if he didn’t mean to say that out loud. You both fell into a fit of laughter as you smiled.

“The first thing I want-no need to say is I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that I made you feel awful all week for something that isn’t your fault. I should have talked to you, told you I was going through something. But I didn’t because I knew you would want to help me. You didn’t do anything wrong and the true is, somewhere between seeing that clip from the live stream and writing a song last Friday…I realized I was in love with you too. It was a change, one that I wasn’t expecting. One I didn’t know how to handle. So instead of handling it, I tried to run from it. But that just made me miss you. I was so scared of messing things up that I pushed you away and I missed you. Spence, you are my favorite person in the entire world. It literally took writing a song for me to realize how much I loved you and then I spent a week trying to come to terms with that fact. Because that’s what it is, a fact. Like how the sky is blue, grass is green, trees have leaves in the spring, and I’m in love with Spencer Agnew. And yes I hate change, change is the most terrifying thing in the world to me. But I don’t think this is a change. At least not a new one. To me, I think I have always loved you, always wanted you. And now I think I’m just suddenly saying it out loud.” You shrugged as if this was all the easiest thing in the world to do. As if you hadn’t confessed to being in love with a man for nearly a decade. And perhaps it was that easy, maybe he was right. It really is so easy.

“You love me to?” He smiled excitedly. You trailed your hands from where they were connected to his. Running them up his arms before allowing them to rest on his shoulders. Your thumbs tracing gentle shapes along his neck as he put his hand on your hips.

“Yes, I really do.” You nodded

“And you wrote a song?” He questioned in shock while slowly leaning towards you. Or maybe you were leaning towards him? Who’s to say.

“I did. It’s super poetic and everything.” You murmured almost jokingly. Your lips mere inches apart.

“Can I hear it?” He smiled softly, his eyes completely focused on your lips.

“I think we can make that happen.” You whispered against his lips. Finally closing the gap as you closed your eyes.

Kissing Spencer didn’t feel the way people often describe a first kiss. You didn’t feel like fireworks or butterflies. You didn’t feel that rush of adrenaline people always talk about. It didn’t feel like magic or like your nerve endings were on fire. It didn’t feel the way people described in movies.

No, it felt…calm. It felt like warmth. Like peaceful sunshine and soft rays of light. It felt like your souls were reaching out as two halves who had finally become whole once more. It no longer felt like change, but evolution. The world around you had fade creating a space where no one existed but the two of you.

Pulling away once air became a necessity rather than a quiet luxury. Your eyes slowly opened to meet his and you smiled.

“This is like the best day of my life.” He whispered earning a soft laugh from you in response.

You studied him for a long time, eyes trailing over every centimeter of his face. Then you leaned your head against his shoulder. The two of you now standing in the middle of your living room, just holding each other.

“Hey Spencer?” You whispered after a moment of peaceful silence.

“Hm?” He mumbled softly, resting his chin against the top of your head. You could feel his thumbs tracing soothing circles against your back.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend now?” You asked as you tilted your head back to look at him.

“I-yeah! Absolutely I do, more than anything in the world.” He agreed with the most serious expression you’d ever seen from him.

“Good. I’d like it if you were.” You whispered as you both smiled wildly at each other.

A knock at your door burst the bubble you had been in and you frowned.

“Oh right, I ordered food!” You laughed pulling away from Spencer to head to the door.

Grabbing the food, you made your way back to the living room where you found Spencer lounging on your couch.

“So…do I get to hear this song now?” He asked looking up from his phone with a smirk.

“Yes, but only if I get to pick the movie we watch after.” You bargained and he threw his head back in laughter. As if you didn’t always pick the movies.

“Fine, but only because you’re cute and I love you.” He agreed

“I love you too.”

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“Hi everyone!” You smiled glancing up at where your phone was on the tripod in front of you. You were currently playing a random melody on the new acoustic guitar Angela got for you for you birthday.

You didn’t need a new guitar but she saw it and immediately thought of you. You were so grateful for it. The burgundy nylon sting guitar made any song you played song like a fairytale, you barely put it down from the moment she gave it to you.

User178: Can you play a song?

User259: Ooo can you sing for us?

User31: Tell Shayne I said hi!

User406: Where’s Angela?

Co_mill: ugh you are sooo talented baby!

User4:Courtney and Olivia are here!!!!!

“Can you play a song?” You mumbled reading the rapidly appearing comments. Your eyes scanned the screen and you smiled at Courtney’s comment as you tried to think of a song.

“Ooo I know!” You announced with a smile as you slowly began to play the chords.

You smiled slightly with a content sigh as you remembered the day you learned the song. It had been stuck in your girlfriend’s head and she kept humming it. At home, at work, in the car, at the store. Angela sang it everywhere so naturally…the sons got stuck in your head too.

They say the only way to get a song out of your head is to preform it for yourself so, you learned to play it on the guitar. It surprisingly only took you an hour to memorize so of course you’d play it for a live.

“When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful

Every hour we spent together

Lives within my heart” You sang softly. So focused on the song that your eyes fell closed. The song reminded you of your girlfriend. Not in like a cliche way or anything, just hearing it made you think of her. You two have been together for nearly three years and public for one.

User92:Noooo this song always makes me cry!

User88: Does she seem sad to anyone else?

User45:You look so tired!

User003: Is this how we find out that her and Angela broke up?!

User63:Chanse is here!!!

“And when she was sad

I was there to dry her tears

And when she was happy, so was I

When she loved me”

User024: No I’m actually gonna cry she seems so sad!!

User5: They haven’t been in a video together in a month. What if they actually did break up?!

User73: Tell Damien I Love Him!!!

User13:Have You Seen Stranger Things?

User2829: Hi I love you!

“Through the summer and the fall

We had each other, that was all

Just she and I together

Like it was meant to be” You continued to sing, completely unaware of the chaos it was causing. Unbeknownst to you, the fans quickly began digging, latching onto the idea of a secret break up. They were now hungry for an ‘proof’ they could find.

User23: They haven’t posted each other in a while. Angela didn’t even make a post for her birthday

User90: You guys are gonna feel really stupid when they say they didn’t break up

User18: She doesn’t even look sad, she looks like she has a cold or something. You guys are being dramatic

User33: Does this mean Y/N is single again?!

User9: Y/n can you say Hi to Emily from London

User71: All the cast members disappeared from the live so quick! You guys are probably making them uncomfortable

“And when she was lonely

I was there to comfort her

And I knew that she loved me”

User981: This song basically sums up there relationship! What if Angela actually did break up with her?!

User22: if they broke up then I don’t believe in love anymore🥺

User33: This is a prank! It was probably Arasha’s idea or something. I don’t believe they actually broke up.

User11: Has anyone considered that maybe she’s tired and just likes the song? I’m sure her and Angela are fine!🫣

User96728: Y/N!!! Please notice me!!!

“So the years went by

I stayed the same

But she began to drift away

I was left alone

Still, I waited for the day

When she'd say, "I will always love you"” You breifly smiled opening your eyes slightly to look down at the chords you were playing.

User22: There’s already sad break up edits all over TikTok!

User19381: Guys! Guys! Guys! What if they are just taking a break or something? 🙃

User102729: I will literally quit existing if I find out they broke up

User1926: Hey babes, y’all’s parasocial tendencies are showing! 🫣

User74629: I will literally sell my first born child just to breathe the same air as her! 😫

“Lonely and forgotten

Never thought she'd look my way

And she smiled at me and held me

Just like she used to do

Like she loved me

When she loved me”

User19372: She is never gonna go live again if you guys don’t chill

User09127: Dayum what if she just likes Toy Story! My inter tiktok feed is break up edits to this song now

User2683: OH MY GOD! TELL IAN I LOVE HIM!!

“When somebody loved me

Everything was beautiful

Every hour we spent together

Lives within my heart

When she loved me” As you hummed the last few notes your eyes shot open and you looked up to see a text from Angela.

Baby, I forgot my key to your place. Can you let me in?

“Oh, sorry guys. We’re gonna have to end a little early. I love you, drink lots of water and eat something nutritious.” You signed off distractedly, unknowingly adding fuel to the unnecessary fire as you ended the live.

It had been a pretty busy two weeks. Flu season hit everyone hard meaning videos were behind schedule. Sets were done, scripts half written, people switching and filling in wherever they could.

For people whose entire job relied on the internet, you’d barely been on your phone in days. So of course when you walked into the office alone for the third day in a row, you were cornered immediately.

“Woah! Hi, hello.” You muttered barely managing not to drop the two coffee cups you held. You looked around at the concerned faces of the three people that pulled you into an empty office on a Wednesday.

Tommy, Arasha, and Courtney stood studying you as if they were waiting for something.

“Um… did you guys need something?” You asked confused

“We just wanted to check in. See how you were doing?” Tommy started while the other two nodded

“I’m okay, I mean the flu hit everybody pretty hard. I’m pretty thankful it’s missed me, fingers crossed it stays that way.” You shrugged

“Well, we just wanted you to know. If you ever need anything…you can talk to us.” Courtney offered while gently resting their hand on their shoulders. You nodded your head still a bit confused but smiled anyway.

“Thanks. I should uh…I have to fill in on Reddit stories for Damien so I better go.”

“Yeah! Yeah, you go. We don’t wanna keep you.” Arasha smiled before holding the door open for you. You scanned the trio one last time before walking out with a nod.

On your way to the Reddit set you stopped at Games where Angela was. She’d been called in early everyday this week so you made sure to stop and get her, her favorite coffee. Today was absolutely no different.

Walking in the studio you found her easily, before you could even call out to her she looked up as if she could sense you. Smiling she rushed over to you grabbing her coffee from your hand.

“Oh, you are the best.” She exclaimed pulling you into a one armed hug and kissing your cheek.

“Because I bring you coffee everyday?” You asked jokingly

“Nah, just you existing already makes you the best. This is just a nice bonus.” She said before placing a quick kiss on your lips. She closed her eyes gently resting her forehead against yours for a moment then sighed when Alex called her name.

“Go, I’ll see you at lunch.” You laughed poking her hip. She groaned but dragged herself away, you watched her go for a moment before leaving the games studio to head over to Smosh Pitt.

After a few hours of filming Reddit stories with Shayne and Chanse, then a couple more hours of working on scripts with Amanda, followed by a meeting with Ian…it was finally time for your lunch break.

Unfortunately for you, the filming for the new Bit City video was running over. So you probably wouldn’t see Angela on your break for more than a few minutes.

Sighing you sat down in the kitchen resting your head on the table in front of you. You didn’t even have the energy to react when you felt a presence next to you.

“You want some tea?” Spencer offered softly and you grumbled in response hoping it at least almost sounded like the words ‘yes please.’

Spencer laughed softly before getting up to grab your favorite mug. It was quiet in the kitchen with everyone still rushing around the building so you were able to hear every sound Spencer made.

“I uh…I wanted to check in with you. Make sure everything was okay.” Spencer awkwardly stared causing you to life your head in confusion.

“Do I not seem okay? Why does everyone keep saying that to me?” You asked out loud but before Spencer could answer Olivia rushed into the room, looking around before her eyes landed on you.

“Hey, there you are. Did you still wanna come with me to pick up the new try not to laugh props?”

“Yeah, totally.” You agreed, dragging yourself to your feet. You paused to look at Spencer, watching as he poured your tea into a to-go cup.

“We’ll talk later.” He smiled reassuringly while handing you the cup.

“Thank you.” You replied with a nod before following Olivia out of the room.

Two and a half days later it was Friday and you were happier than ever to finally go home for the day. With the lack of sleep and being cornered by just about everyone in the office you were exhausted.

Angela was filming a Smosh Mouth video with Shayne, Amanda and Damien and on a different day you might of stayed to watch it. But today, you were so tired you could barely stand. So after sending her a quick text to let her know you were gone for the day, you went out to the parking lot.

“Y/n, hey! I know you’re about to leave but I’ve been meaning to check in. I know this wee has been really crazy so….” Ian explained as he stood at his car that was parked right next to yours.

“I’m alright, just tired.” You smiled standing next to your driver side door and then you paused for a moment before turning to look at him.

“Hey Ian, you wouldn’t happen to know why everyone has been…checking in a little more than usual? Would you?” You asked hesitantly and he frowned. Looking at you as if he knew a secret you weren’t apart of.

“Did you guys not want to talk about it yet? It’s totally cool if you don’t, but as your boss I do have to tell you that I hope you will be able to keep it professional in the work place. You and Angela are both incredibly talented and I’d hate for things to get messy.” Ian sighed as if he really didn’t want to be big boss Ian right now. You frowned as you’d already had this conversation with him and HR almost four years ago.

“I’m so confused. Ian we already talked about this, like forever ago. Am I missing something?” You muttered and he froze with wide eyes

“Oh my god did you guys not break up?!” He gasped hopefully

“No!” You denied immediately before your eyes widened

“Wait is Angela gonna break up with me? Did she say something to you? How did everyone know before me? What-“

“Wait wait wait, I don’t think she’s going to break up with you. And she definitely didn’t say anything to me. I just overheard some people talking about a break up being a possibility. Something about TikTok I think? Listen if you guys didn’t break up, then I’m happy for you. But if it happens…I’m here for you.” Ian explained before his phone started ringing and he sighed. He then looked at you apologetically before taking the call.

You frowned getting in your car and driving home. The only thing on your mind was ‘what TikTok?’

At home you changed out of your work clothes, grabbing a water from the fridge. Your mind still reeling with nerves. All your friends thought you and your girlfriend had broken up or were going to break up and you had no idea why.

With a sigh you sat down on the couch, pulling out your phone.

“I guess I have to find this TikTok…” You muttered to yourself while opening the app. You smiled when the first thing you saw was an edit of you and your girlfriend.

Clips of the two of you laughing and joking together to the song Her by JVKE & Annika Wells.

You watched the edit a few times before scrolling the next video was an edit of the two of you. It was background moments, small snippets of the two of you just existing together. Angela leaning her head on your shoulder during a karaoke stream. You two sharing a blanket on Reddit stories while she held your hand. You pulling her glasses case out of your pocket and sliding her glasses on for her when she claimed she couldn’t see anything during a Mario video. Her absentmindedly curling one of your braids around her finger during a cast vs. crew TNTL. You guys exchanging found looks during an Eat It or Yeet It video. The Edit was set to the song Glue by Beabadoobee. You almost teared up at how beautifully made it was, watching it two more times before scrolling away.

The next video had been some dance trend that you scrolled away from almost immediately before deciding to just search your name. The first video that came up was captioned:

If they actually broke up then love is dead ☠️

You frowned seeing it was clips from the most recent Smosh videos. Videos you and Angela didn’t appear in together. The edit made it seem like you were both depressed. Carefully picking clips when you both looked deep in thought or tired. Even including a clip when you got distracted by something off camera and missed a joke so everyone was laughing but you. All the clips set to the song You’re still the one. Overall the edit was so incredibly sad but not enough to make you think this was what your friends had been concerned about.

The next few edits had been much of the same. Clips of you and your girlfriend in videos together vs. clips of you apart. Each had similar captions about an assumed break up. Set to songs like:

•Mystery of Love by Sufjan Stevens

•Promise by Laufey

•Pushing It Down and Praying by Lizzy McAlpine

•The Ones I Love by Olivia Rodrigo

Then you saw it, it started out as a screen recording of your last livestream. The audio was you singing When Somebody loved Me.

The edit focused on the clips from your live zooming in on the comments you didn’t even see. Questions about a break up, mentions of you both looking super sad.

Then it was clips of your last Smosh video together. It was a moose master video when you both sat on opposite ends of the table. Angela was staring at you in most of the clips but you had been so focused on the game in front of you that you weren’t returning her gaze.

Then next few clips was of a Reddit story that had come out after two weeks ago. You were a guest alongside Trevor and the Reddit story had been about a girl who was still in love with her ex and regretted the break up. You of course giving the advice that if it was a mutual break up and you remained friends then it’s totally possible that your story isn’t over, it’s only shifted. You can still love someone but it’s okay to only want to be their friend.

The following clips were just a montage of happy clips of you and Angela with a greyscale filter.

Honestly, if you didn’t know that you and Angela were incredibly happy together you might actually believe you broke up. That’s how good these edits were.

You spent nearly two hours scrolling down the edit rabbit hole, so focused you barely registered Angela knocking on your front door.

“Y/n?” She called hesitantly as she used her key to open the door, coming in and kicking her shoes off.

“I’m in the living room!” You called out as you locked your phone and sat it down, getting up to greet her. She met you halfway and immediately hugged you with a frown on her face.

“Everything okay, Angel?” You asked softly while running your fingers through her hair. She immediately tightened her hold on you while letting out a long sigh.

“Did you know everyone including our friends think we broke up?” She mumbled sadly

“Yeah, Ian told me before I left. Then I uh, spent the greater part of the last two hours scrolling through edits.” You mumbled almost amused at the situation. Angela leaned her head back to study your face looking almost hesitant.

“But we…we’re okay right? You’re still…happy?” She asked causing your eyes to widen as you moved your hands to hold her face. You could relate just needed a bit of reassurance considering this came at a time when you have both been so busy you’ve barely seen each other. You completely understood where she was coming from and you’d happily reassure her everyday if you needed to.

“Of course we’re alright baby. It’s just fans taking crumbs and running with them. I’m happy-no I’m overjoyed to be in this relationship with you. You make me the happiest I have ever been and I have never felt more loved than when I’m with you. Honey, you’re it for me, I’m not going anywhere.” You smiled while staring directly into her teary eyes.

“I love you so much.” She happily exhaled as you wrapped your arms around her shoulders hugging her tightly.

“I love you more. Now, I’m starving so what are we eating for dinner tonight?” You asked leading her to the kitchen.

You two spent the weekend cuddled in each other’s arms, happy that the rumors were nothing more than internet confusion.

You’d clear the air with your friends on Monday but for now, the weekend was just for the two of you. And you wouldn’t have it any other way

Sitting in the parking lot early Monday morning you and Angela hit post on your instagrams at the same time. You laughed before looking over at her.

“Ready for the day?” You asked sipping your coffee and she smiled grabbing your hand.

“With you by my side. I’m ready for anything.”

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User2829: She really called yall insane without saying it!

User20171: I told you! @User394

➡️User394: Oh thank goodness my moms are still in love! I’m not a child of divorce!

User6383: My skin is clear, the crops are flourishing, the sky is sooo blue! 😫

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User2748: I knew they didn’t break up!

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User7838: No because I actually cried when I thought my favorite smosh couple was over

Getting out of the car you and Angela walked towards the office hand in hand.

“Oh thank heavens!” Chanse exclaimed from where he was getting out of his car when he noticed you two.

“I just really like Toy Story, okay?” You laughed as the three of you entered the building

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You have literally never been more excited in your life. You were in the final stretch and two weeks from now you’d be marrying the love of your life.

Everything was scheduled from the photographer, to the venue, to the florist. You just left your final dress fitting and you thought it would be nice to bring Ian some lunch before going to run a few errands.

Walking into the office you smiled when you saw Shayne walking past the front desk holding a stack of Amazon boxes.

“Hey Shayne, need a hand?” You asked when you saw the he could barely see over the top of the stack. He shifted to the side smiling at you.

“That be great thanks.” He agreed and you immediately grabbed the top two boxes while shifting the take-out bag so you didn’t drop anything.

“Where to?”

“Uh, games I think?” He replied with a furrowed brow. He then turned and lead the way.

“So, final stretch, how are we feeling?” He asked to make conversation and your smile immediately widened.

“Couldn’t be happier. I keep waiting to like be nervous or something but, I’m marrying the love of my life and it just feels…”

“Magical?” Shayne offered with a knowing look and you nodded immediately

“Yeah. Magical.” You repeated fondly while walking into the games studio. Shayne sat his boxes down before grabbing yours.

“Thanks for your help, Ian should be in his office.” Shayne explained. You gave him a polite nod before walking off.

Saying hi and exchanging pleasantries with anyone you passed you made your way to Ian’s office. Armed with his favorite lunch, you were excited to tell him about your dress fitting and that the venue had called this morning. Ian wanted a very specific color scheme and they were finally able to track down the chairs that matched it.

Turning the corner, you paused when you could hear Ian’s voice coming from the kitchen.

“It’s not like I don’t want to get married. Of course I do, it’s just…what if I fuck it up?” He sighed

“Ian, the nerves are understandable, I get it but-“ Anthony tried to explain but Ian cut him off and you suddenly felt like this was a conversation you were never meant to hear.

“It’s not nerves. Not really anyway. It’s her, I never deserved her. She is this great and amazing person and I’m just me. She deserves so much…definitely more than I can offer.” Ian rambled. You wanted to move, to go to his office and pretend you didn’t hear any of this. To run away and stay in the happy bubble you’d been in just minutes ago. The bubble you thought you were both in together.

“So you…you don’t want to marry her?” Anthony asked and there was a pause. A pause that unstuck your feet from the floor as Ian sighed.

“I want you to have all the things she deserves.” Ian mumbled and tears filled your eyes as you dropped the bag of food on the floor. Both men immediately turning to look at you. Anthony gasped as Ian stood straight up from where he’d been leaning against the counter.

“Y-you don’t wanna marry me anymore?” You whispered sadly

“Y/n… you weren’t supposed to hear that. I-“

“Answer the question, Ian.” You begged. He glanced at Anthony before walking towards you, reaching to grab your hand but you stepped back.

“Can we talk in my office? Please?” He desperately asked you looked from him to Anthony who was pretending to be anywhere else. After a moment you nodded and started walking down the hall. Ian following so closely behind you that you could feel his body heat against your back.

Once the door to his office was shut, you stood in the middle of the room squeezing your eyes shut. You didn’t want to cry, not yet. Not until you were sure this was even something you needed to cry about.

“Y/n.” Ian whispered standing directly in front of you. He gently held your face as you fiddled with the engagement ring on your finger. A nervous habit you picked up in the last year after he proposed.

“It-it’s okay if you don’t want to get married. You don’t have to marry me Ian.” You started while slowly opening your eyes to meet his sorrow filled blue ones.

“That’s not-“ Ian tried to explain but you kept talking. Wanting to figure out what went wrong so fast. You pushed his hands away from your face as you talked.

“I’m not gonna make you marry me, Ian. You want the ring back? Fine. I just-did I do something wrong? Is it me? Do you not…love me any-“

“Of course I love you!” Ian gasped cutting you off before he groaned running his hands through his hair before he turned and started pacing.

“I love everything about you, every nervous tick, every part of you that you hate, every part of you that you love, I love you on the days you feel like the world is falling apart, I love you on the days that feel like sunshine, I love you on days that feel like they’ll never end. Every habit, every quirk, every notion of your existence, I love you.” Ian rambled as if he was angry with himself for making you believe there was any reason to doubt it. And you knew he was but you also knew that he wouldn’t have said those things to Anthony of all people if there wasn’t a chance that he meant them.

“But you don’t want to marry me?” You asked causing him to stop pacing and look at you once more.

“Of course I do! Of course I want to marry you, I have wanted to marry you from the moment that I met you. I just…” He groaned tangling his fingers in his hair as he struggled to find the right words.

“Don’t you think you deserve more than…me? More than anything I could give you?” He attempted to explain and you frowned

“Deserve? Ian, what are you even talking about?” You questioned as he just stared at you. Waiting for you to agree. Waiting for you to tell him he’s right to feel how he feels right now.

“You deserve the world Y/n, you deserve all the things it has to offer in all the best ways. You deserve to be happier than anyone or anything thing and I just, I worry that maybe I can’t do that. I don’t know how to give you the world.” He sighed and suddenly you understood. He wanted to marry you, he wanted to marry you just as much as you wanted to marry him. But Ian was nothing if not a chronic worrier.

“Ian, baby I don’t want the world. I don’t want more. I just want you and us forever.” You smiled walking over to pull his hands from where they had constantly been running through his hair.

“But-“

“Ian, you said I deserve happiness. I have never been happier than when I’m with you. No one has ever made me laugh the way you do. No one sees me the way you do. No one cares for me the way you do. There is no one in this universe I could ever love the way I love you. On the good days, the better days, the disaster days where I just want to hid in bed until the sun goes down. Ian I want to do all of that with you, for the rest of my life and if I’m lucky. I wanna do it in the next one too and every one after it. It is not about deserving, it’s about love and I have loved you forever.” You declared, leaving no room for argument. Then you hugged him, tightly wrapping your arms around his middle and resting your head against his chest. You heard him sniffle and you tilted your head to look at him, without pulling away from the hug.

“When you put it that way, it makes all my points sound stupid.” He half joked while wrapping his arms around you.

You smiled tucking your head back against his chest. His chin found its way on the crown of your head as he buried his face in your hair. Your curls tickled his cheeks in a familiar and incredibly comforting way.

“They weren’t stupid points. It’s okay to have a fear but maybe talk to me about it next time instead of letting it fester?” You suggested with a soft chuckle. He let out an amused hum as if he was contemplating your words.

“I’m gonna talk to you for the rest of my life.” He agreed in a slightly joking manner that had you both laughing.

Standing in the middle of his office, hugging each other like you were the only people in the world. Ian was the love of your life and you were his. In every universe, every timeline, every existence. This, him, the two of you together, that’s the happiness that you deserved. That and every bit of chaos that came with it.

“I can’t wait.” You hummed contently snuggling deeper in his embrace. He pressed a kiss on your forehead but said nothing else.

His fears slowly dissolved as he thought about seeing you in your dress. Or rather seeing you every day for the rest of his life.