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Despite the lies that you're making.
Your love is mine for the taking.
My love is just waiting.
To turn your tears to roses...

I let out a quiet sigh, listening to the Swedish man yell and laugh on the other side of the screen. “Cry? You okay, bro?” he asked, as I spaced out. “Yeah, fine...” I murmured, controlling my character to move. Liar. I let out a deep breath, grinning a bit as Pewdie’s small, red cat thing... Whatever they were... Dropped into a pit of lava. “That lava appeared out of no where!” he protested, laughing a bit. We hadn’t seen each other in awhile... Pewdie said he was busy with Marzia, you know, girlfriends. No, I don’t know. Somewhere in all this Pewdie had said, all these plans he told me about... They seemed odd. But... Why would Pewdie be lying? Was he saying these things to give me the hint that maybe... He doesn’t want to see me? No. No, I won’t believe that. Has he noticed yet that I always get frustrated around Marzia? Or that whenever he about her, or kisses her, I turn away? Probably not... He was the most oblivious man in the world it seemed. Well, that didn’t matter. Perhaps one day, when I’m not so scared of just simple emotions, I’ll get over this and tell him. One day.

Despite the lies that you're making.
Your love is mine for the taking.
My love is just waiting.
To turn your tears to roses...

Yet, I’ve been sitting here, listening to his breathing for a few minutes now. He fell asleep playing, and I couldn’t wake him up. Silly Pewds. I feel like I’m waiting for something. Waiting for him to wake up, and then we’d laugh, and then he’d go to bed, and I’d be left sitting at the computer screen willing the fear away and squirming in my chair to get this pulsing out of my chest, and this feeling in my stomach. Love hurts, it is physically and emotionally painful on so many different levels. And then I would scream... A painful, sorrowful scream that would rip me away limb from limb... And then I would run to the bathroom and... Well, the rest is history. Sometimes, I would just sit and scan... Looking at fan art of us and just laugh, trying to will away the pain. Laughter is a bodily function, not medicine. My thoughts were interrupted by a soft noise. Oh yeah, I was still watching him sleep. “Marzy...” he murmured, the side of his face laying on the desk, his arms as pillows. “Mar-rzia...” he murmured again, hopefully still asleep. I sighed, resting my forehead against the screen lazily. I blinked, about to close my eyes when I saw something gleaming against the computer light, all the way on the other side of the world. Not those bright, blue eyes... But, a small, gleaming tear. “Mar...” he snored quietly. Oh, he was having a nightmare. It pained me horribly to see him with tears like this... But I couldn’t wipe them away. I swallowed hard. What had happened to make Pewds cry about Marzia?

I will be the one that's gonna hold you.
I will be the one that you run to.
My love is a burning, consuming fire...

I did the only thing I could think of doing; I began humming gently, a small smile on my face. “It’s okay, Felix.” I whispered, the name sliding off my tongue like silk. I let out a quiet sigh as he stirred gently in his sleep. But he quickly calmed, and I saw a picture in the background. I hadn’t really been paying attention to surroundings, only the blonde man. Only then did he notice the multiple pictures on a small table. Pictures of Marzia and Pewdie, Marzia, Maya... I frowned. What was he doing with all those? I would’ve woken him up but... He was peacefully sleeping. And honestly, it looked like the best one he’d had in months. I sighed deeply. If he had something to hide, he would be able to talk to me and he knew that. He could always run to me... Even if the world is burning around him.

Description
Despite the lies that you're making.
Your love is mine for the taking.
My love is just waiting.
To turn your tears to roses...

I let out a quiet sigh, listening to the Swedish man yell and laugh on the other side of the screen. “Cry? You okay, bro?” he asked, as I spaced out. “Yeah, fine...” I murmured, controlling my character to move. Liar. I let out a deep breath, grinning a bit as Pewdie’s small, red cat thing... Whatever they were... Dropped into a pit of lava. “That lava appeared out of no where!” he protested, laughing a bit. We hadn’t seen each other in awhile... Pewdie said he was busy with Marzia, you know, girlfriends. No, I don’t know. Somewhere in all this Pewdie had said, all these plans he told me about... They seemed odd. But... Why would Pewdie be lying? Was he saying these things to give me the hint that maybe... He doesn’t want to see me? No. No, I won’t believe that. Has he noticed yet that I always get frustrated around Marzia? Or that whenever he about her, or kisses her, I turn away? Probably not... He was the most oblivious man in the world it seemed. Well, that didn’t matter. Perhaps one day, when I’m not so scared of just simple emotions, I’ll get over this and tell him. One day.

Despite the lies that you're making.
Your love is mine for the taking.
My love is just waiting.
To turn your tears to roses...

Yet, I’ve been sitting here, listening to his breathing for a few minutes now. He fell asleep playing, and I couldn’t wake him up. Silly Pewds. I feel like I’m waiting for something. Waiting for him to wake up, and then we’d laugh, and then he’d go to bed, and I’d be left sitting at the computer screen willing the fear away and squirming in my chair to get this pulsing out of my chest, and this feeling in my stomach. Love hurts, it is physically and emotionally painful on so many different levels. And then I would scream... A painful, sorrowful scream that would rip me away limb from limb... And then I would run to the bathroom and... Well, the rest is history. Sometimes, I would just sit and scan... Looking at fan art of us and just laugh, trying to will away the pain. Laughter is a bodily function, not medicine. My thoughts were interrupted by a soft noise. Oh yeah, I was still watching him sleep. “Marzy...” he murmured, the side of his face laying on the desk, his arms as pillows. “Mar-rzia...” he murmured again, hopefully still asleep. I sighed, resting my forehead against the screen lazily. I blinked, about to close my eyes when I saw something gleaming against the computer light, all the way on the other side of the world. Not those bright, blue eyes... But, a small, gleaming tear. “Mar...” he snored quietly. Oh, he was having a nightmare. It pained me horribly to see him with tears like this... But I couldn’t wipe them away. I swallowed hard. What had happened to make Pewds cry about Marzia?

I will be the one that's gonna hold you.
I will be the one that you run to.
My love is a burning, consuming fire...

I did the only thing I could think of doing; I began humming gently, a small smile on my face. “It’s okay, Felix.” I whispered, the name sliding off my tongue like silk. I let out a quiet sigh as he stirred gently in his sleep. But he quickly calmed, and I saw a picture in the background. I hadn’t really been paying attention to surroundings, only the blonde man. Only then did he notice the multiple pictures on a small table. Pictures of Marzia and Pewdie, Marzia, Maya... I frowned. What was he doing with all those? I would’ve woken him up but... He was peacefully sleeping. And honestly, it looked like the best one he’d had in months. I sighed deeply. If he had something to hide, he would be able to talk to me and he knew that. He could always run to me... Even if the world is burning around him.