((old one i had in my drafts that i finished rlly quick to start focusing on the drabble requests))
"Y/N!" The voice of your longtime friend, Ethan, carried through your apartment. "I did a bad."
"Ethan, what the hell did you do?" You sighed, sitting at your kitchen table, waiting for him.
"I may have accidentally suggested to the others that you were my girlfriend."
"Yeah, I know." Pulling out your phone, you showed him the texts from Mark, Tyler, and your groupchat with Amy and Kathryn, all asking about you two being together.
Ethan covered his face with his hands, sitting across from you. "I'm so sorry, but did you tell them that we weren't dating?"
"No, I left them all on read, I figured I'd wait for an explanation from you."
"Oh my gosh, thank you thank you thank you!" He exclaimed, and you raised an eyebrow, still waiting for an explanation.
Ethan could tell what you wanted, and told his story. "We were in the office, and all the others were making fun of me for not having gone on a single date since I moved here. I got really defensive, and they asked when was the last time I went on a date. So I told them about when we went to the festival last weekend. I didn't say your name, but they were able to piece it together anyway."
With a sigh, you looked at your friend with an eyebrow raised. "What do you want me to do, then?"
Hesitantly, he said, "Be my girlfriend for a little while?"
"Alright, come here." You waved him over, and he sat in the seat beside you. Holding your hand out, you looked at him expectantly. "Give me your phone."
Ethan did so, and you fingerprint was already in his phone so you unlocked it with ease. After going into the Teamiplier group chat, you stood up and sat on his lap with no hesitation.
"Y/N?"
"Well, we should let them know, hm?"
You opened the camera, and held the phone up for a selfie. Ethan smiled awkwardly, and you set it down to look at him, disappointed. "You want them to believe we're dating, you'll have to do a bit more than that."
Ethan looked lost, and you tapped your cheek with your index finger. He seemed to get it, and you held the phone back up as he kissed your cheek, snapping the picture. You couldn't reject the idea that your cheek tingled a little bit afterwards, but you were too busy sending the picture in the group chat to really think too much about it. After it sent, you realized that you were still on Ethan's lap, and stood back up.
Stretching, you pointed to your kitchen. "Come on, Eth, you at least owe me some dinner now."
As Ethan rustled around in your kitchen, preparing dinner, you flopped onto your couch. Your messages were blowing up again with texts from your friends, and so was Ethan's, you could hear it buzzing still on the kitchen table. Curious, you picked it up and read the group chat, laughing silently at all their intense screaming messages. Most were yelling about how Ethan had sent that picture and didn't come back.
Then, you saw that they created a group chat that included you, Teamiplier, as well as Sean and Signe, and were flooding that chat now. You switched off Ethan's phone, and sat back down on the couch with your own.
You decided to humor them, and joined the conversation.
[you: about time we all had a gc. how are you all?]
[Signe: don't 'how are you' us!!!]
[Amy: why didn't you tell us you and ethan were dating?????]
[Tyler: i saw it coming]
[Kathryn: me too]
[Sean: same]
[Amy: still waiting for an answer, y/n!!!]
[Kathryn: Amy is just mad because she owes me money now]
[you: you guys made bets on ethan and i dating?]
[Tyler: yeah, its been obvious since he first introduced you to us]
Your eyebrows furrowed when Tyler said that. Were they all really expecting you and Ethan to date? Looking towards the kitchen, you listened to the sounds of something sizzling in a pan, and Ethan singing something softly. This brought a smile to your face, but you were brought back down the groupchat.
[Sean: where's Mark?]
[Amy: he's currently rolling around on the floor screaming 'my children!']
[you: tell that boy to stop being so dramatic]
[Mark: hey that's rude, y/n]
[Signe: it's true]
[Tyler: so how long have you been keeping this secret??]
[you: we haven't been dating that long]
[Kathryn: Ethan said you've been dating since high school]
Groaning, you realized that you needed to get your story straight with Ethan if this was going to work. Grabbing his phone, you dashed into the kitchen and thrust it in his hands. "Get on the new group chat right now."
Ethan looked confused as he opened it up, then looked at you sheepishly. "I'll fix this."
You watched as he typed, then the message popped up on your screen.
[Ethan: actually, i've had a crush on her since high school, we only started dating a few months ago]
[Sean: he speaks!]
[Mark: ETHAN MARK NESTOR-DARLING HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME YOU WERE DATING Y/N!!!]
You laughed when you saw Ethan rolling his eyes before replying.
[Ethan: i don't have to tell you everything, mark]
[Tyler: ethan, you waited that long to ask her out?]
When you looked up at your friend, you could see that he was uncomfortable and flustered.
[you: guys stop, you're making him uncomfortable]
[Amy: wait, are you in the same room?]
Suddenly, a burning smell met your nostrils, and Ethan quickly threw his phone down to take the food off the stove.
[you: yeah, and he just burnt our dinner]
[Tyler: we have clearly interrupted a romantic dinner for them]
[Mark: OH MY GOD REALLY????]
[you: i'm about to kick mark out of this groupchat]
[Tyler: please do]
[Sean: if you don't, i will]
[Kathryn: Tyler is trying to wrestle his phone away from him]
[Amy: he won]
Ethan was desperately trying to salvage some of the food, but it was all ruined. His head was hanging as he turned to you with a look of defeat. "I'm sorry, Y/N."
"It's okay, we can order in." You smiled, grabbing one of the delivery menus you had in your kitchen drawers. You only ever really ate home-cooked meals when Ethan was over at your apartment, he liked to try to cook for you.
"No, I meant about this whole situation, the others are going to keep bothering you now."
"I think it's really funny, actually. Now come on, look at what you want to order. This is what I want," you pointed out your favorite dish. "If you could place the order, that would be great."
Ethan nodded, reading over the menu. You turned your attention back to the groupchat, it had gone wild in the two minutes you weren't looking.
[Amy: where'd y/n go?]
[Kathryn: ethan disappeared as well]
[Tyler: they're probably enjoying their dinner together]
[Sean: i bet they're making out]
[Mark: THEYRE PROBABLY HAVING SEX OH MY GOD!!]
[Sean: Tyler, i thought you took his phone away from him]
[Tyler: he was whining too much so i gave it back]
[you: we weren't making out or having sex, you perverts.]
[Amy: then what were you doing?]
[you: we were deciding what we wanted to order for dinner after he ruined the food he was making]
Ethan had hung up his phone, and turned to you with a soft smile.
[you: he finished ordering, gotta go guys]
[Mark: NOW I BET THEYRE GONNA HAVE SEX BEFORE THE DELIVERY GUY GETS THERE!!]
[Sean: Mark shut up]
Shaking your head, you turned the ringer and vibration off on your phone. "Mark is, a bit much sometimes."
"Yeah. Oh, the restaurant said it would be around thirty minutes before the food arrived."
"That should give us plenty of time."
"For what?"
"Us to get our dating story straight."
After that night, you finally made a common narrative for your "relationship" with Ethan. And the groupchat calmed down a bit. Until a few months into this endeavor you decided to visit them at the office. You knew that today they were preparing for a livestream, and that Ethan liked your homemade lemonade.
Leaving the parking lot, you climned up the set of stairs, and caught a glimpse of them over the railing. Turning the corner with a bright smile across your face, you said, "Hey everybody!"
"Ooooh, Ethan's girlfriend is visiting him at work." Mark teased Ethan, mockingly nuzzling his nose into his friend's cheek.
Ethan pushed him off lightly, and approached you with a small smile, enveloping you in a hug. "Hey, princess."
"Hey, babe. I brought you lemonade." You held out a bottle to him, and he took it thankfully.
"Y/N, what about us?" Mark whined, and you shook your head, reaching into your purse.
"Don't worry, I brought some for everybody."
After you had passed out a bottle to everyone, Ethan motioned for you to follow him. You walked downstairs with him, and he led you around a corner, probably so the others couldn't see you two.
"Was this okay, me visiting you?" You asked hesitantly, he didn't seem very pleased.
"No, it was wonderful, Y/N. You're wonderful." Ethan assured you, but he still seemed to be in distress about something.
"Then what's wrong, babe?" Brushing a few sttands of blue hair from his face, you looked at him with concern.
"They want to see us kiss."
"We already sent a picture-"
"Of me kissing your cheek. They're teasing me about moving too slow with you."
"Just because we don't show PDA and make out every two seconds doesn't mean we're moving slow!" You just about growled, clenching your fists.
Ethan seemed surprised at your reaction. "Well, Y/N, I think that maybe now we could-"
You then grabbed his hand, pulling out from behind the corner. "Y/N, what are you doing?" He said, confused at your actions, you were now directly in the line of sight of the others that were leaning over the railing to watch intently.
Before Ethan could say anything else, you had grabbed his collar and slammed his lips down onto yours. Initially, there was an intense passion in it as you were determined to prove those boys wrong. But it faded when you truly realized what you were doing, you were kissing your best friend, Ethan Nestor. And he was kissing back, hands cupping your cheeks gently. The kiss turned more soft, and you felt yourself melting away. Ethan's lips were even softer than they looked, and he moved his mouth against yours so tenderly that you never wanted the sweet kiss to end.
But it had to, you needed air.
"What were you saying, Ethan?" You asked him, still in the same position.
"I-I was going to suggest that we do our breakup now." He admitted, and you let go of him, taking a shameful step back.
"Oh."
"But now, I don't want to. I want this to be real, Y/N. I've wanted it since high school."
You looked up at him in disbelief. "You were telling the truth in the groupchat, about liking me since high school?"
"Yes."
"Babe." You said softly, taking a step towards him.
"Princess." Ethan murmured, initiating this kiss this time, and the passion was on both sides now, with fireworks were erupting in your brain.