Benja | A BajanCanadian X Reader

Truth

Two Days Later

You rummaged through a pile of papers that sat on the one corner of your desk, searching for that single portrait sketch of an oh-so-familiar gang of goof balls.

"AHA!" you snatched the crinkled piece of paper from the pile, setting it in another, tiny stack beside you. Your collection of YouTuber portraits. That last one just happened to be SkyDoesMC. Adam wasn't the easiest to draw, only because of his unruly curls. You pulled out another one, this one of Deadlox. He was so adorable. You filed through the rest of the papers, making sure you didn't miss any. Sure enough, one more rested at the bottom of the pile, and it shocked you.

The drawing was BajanCanadian and JeromeASF. Something seemed odd, however. Mitch looked exactly like Mitch from school. The portrait stared at you with a cute little smirk, as if to hint at the answer. You stared at it, unable to look away from those eyes.

"Y/N!" you threw the entire pile of papers into the air with your arms flailing, startled.

Your room mate walked in with a plate of pizza rolls, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." he set them down, starting to clean up the mess.

"I-It's fine, Thomas... I didn't expect that..." you stuttered, hugging your knees.

He placed a hand on your shoulder, "No. It's not." he handed you the neat pile, standing back up and going back for his pizza rolls. "Besides, you need to eat. So get your butt out in the kitchen and eat dinner. I made pizza rolls." he held up the plate, going into his room.

You did as told, knowing if you sat down to draw, you'd never eat and end up complaining. In the kitchen on the counter top, lay a cookie tray of fresh, warm pizza rolls. You snatched up a plate and scooped some onto it, walking back to your room.

A message popped up in a cute little chat box on your computer screen. The name read BajanCanadian. Hold up! How'd he get your e-mail? And why was someone as famous as him talking to you??

"Hello." it read.

You typed out a quick, "Hi"

It showed him typing. "Please tell me you've figured it out, already. It's killing me." he replied.

Figured out what, exactly? "Figured out what?"

"Who I am."

Wait, what? This stumped you completely, questions rampaging through your brain. Until- everything clicked into place. Mitch was BajanCanadian. BajanCanadian was Mitch.

"Hold up... Mitch!? As in Mitch from school?"

It took him a second, "Yeah. You didn't figure that out yet? lol."

You mentally facepalmed, "No. I figured you were a normal guy. Not some famous YouTuber."

You could almost see him shrugging, "I couldn't say it out loud. There are so many fan girls that I don't want the attention of."

"Understood."

"So, past that, how's life?"

"Pizza rolls and old drawings."

"Sounds cool, you oughtta show me some time."

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't." you teased him, popping a pizza roll into your mouth.

He kept messaging you back and forth, for minutes it seemed. But as soon as you glanced at the time, you freaked. It was two in the morning.

"Hey, dude. I've got to head to bed. See you later."

"Alright. I'll miss you, y/n." he replied.

You rolled your eyes and shut down your computer, jumping into bed and covering up. Tomorrow is another day.