"No Need To Worry"
Well here it is! My first attempt at a monthly challenge. I hope you guys like it :)
Title: "No Need To Worry"
Rating: PG-13 for a little bit of cussing
Summary: Anthony's always worried about going out in public with Ian..
Disclaimer: NOPE, I still don't own the Smosh boys. I don't know if this happened or not.
Previous chapters: None, this is a one-shot.
"Anthony, come on! The water's great!"
I smile at Ian as he swims around in the blue ocean that matches his eyes. "No thanks, I'm good."
I don't really want to be at the beach. I always used to love going here but ever since Ian and I started dating, it's been hard to go out in public. It's not like I'm ashamed of him; it's actually the opposite. He's my everything. I just wish I could kiss him and hold his hand like "normal" couples do. But we both agreed -- We can't go public with it. There's just too much of a risk for Smosh. Society doesn't like change, especially with internet celebrities like us.
It was bad enough having to tell Kalel that I fell in love with my best friend four months ago. I run my fingers over the scar on my forehead left from -- oh what was it?-- that hair straightener she threw at me. I can only imagine how millions of fans might react to the shocking news...
It's too much to deal with. Although it pains me to do so, I have to keep my relationship with Ian hidden. I can tell it bothers him more than me; he's always been so open and honest about his feelings. He's never been one to keep secrets. Unlike me..
"Anthony you're not being any fun."
Ian's sullen voice interrupts my train of thought. I glance up from the sand I didn't even realize I was staring at. He's standing over my beach chair, his arms crossed.
I sigh. "Sorry, Ian. I just really don't wanna be here."
He pouts. "You promised you would come today and have fun.. You know how much I've been wanting to go swimming."
He's right. He's been asking me for weeks. I know we need a break from work but it's put me on edge, being out in front of everyone like this. I don't want to slip up and do something I might regret. Someone could recognize us.. It would spread like wildfire, everyone talking about how "The Smosh boys are gay now!" and blah blah blah.. It could ruin our career.
I adjust the sunglasses on my face and glance around at the people nearby. Of course they're not paying any attention to us. As far as they know, we're just two random guys hanging out at the beach. It's our day off. I should enjoy it. Ian is still staring at me, expecting an answer.
I pull him down onto my lap and wrap my arms around him tightly. "I know, babe. I'm just worrying to much."
A wide grin spreads across his face. "No need to worry. We're fine."
He leans forward and kisses me gently, momentarily putting my fears of getting caught to rest. When he breaks the kiss, I can't help but smile back at him. "Wanna go swimming now?"
"Hell yes!"
Ian grabs my hand and pulls me towards the ocean. We wade into the clear water, away from the other swimmers. I watch happily as he splashes around, acting more like a child than a 24 year old man. I like seeing him like this. So light and care-free. It seems like nothing in the world could ever bother him. Of course it almost always rubs off on me; he has a talent for that. No matter how down I'm feeling, he can always find a way to make me smile. It's one of the things I love about him.
I chuckle to myself and float on my back. Let him have his fun. I just like being here with him. I close my eyes and listen to the joyful peals of laughter coming from him. He's so easily amused.
"Gah!"
My eyes shoot open as a wave of cool water hits me straight in the face. I thrash around wildly, struggling to stay above the surface as I regain my balance. I wipe the saltwater from my eyes and glare at Ian.
"What the fuck, man?!"
He's floating a few feet away from me, grinning from ear to ear. "What?" he asks innocently.
"Oh you're gonna get it."
"Bring it, douche pickle!"
We're soon engaged in an aquatic war, swimming in circles around each other and trying to aim at the other's face. After several minutes of non-stop splashing and laughter, I hold my hands up in surrender. "Truce!"
Ian smirks. "What, giving up so easy?"
I swim up to him and pull him close to me. "Nah. I just wanted to kiss you without being blasted in the face with water."
"Oh really?"
"Mmhm." I press my lips to his, my arms snaking around his feminine waist. His fingers tangle themselves in my hair as the gentle kiss becomes more passionate. After a moment, he pulls back to stare at me, his blue eyes sparkling.
"I love you."
I stroke his cheek with my thumb. "I love you too."
I've already forgotten my worries from earlier.