"Peace out K............SQUAD!"

Cameron dropped his smile immediately after those words, leaning against his chair with a tired sigh.

"Pretending to be happy really does take a lot outta ya huh." He mumbled to himself. Cameron woke up, shutting off his camera and exiting his little studio that was really just a spare bedroom in his small appartment.

The 23 year old walked straight into the kitchen as 6 cats trailed behind him excitedly. It was lunch time and they needed to be fed.

Cam stroked all of them lovingly before pouring a fair amount of cat food in each of the 6 bowls lined up against the kitchen counter.

And maybe he put a little extra for Pinball but don't tell the others.

Humming to himself, Cameron opened the fridge, silently hoping there was still some leftovers from the previous night. Vegan leftovers of course.

"Fuck I shouldn't have had that midnight snack." He cursed, not wasting any time as he grabbed his car keys, biding goodbye to his furry companions (who barely gave him a second look since they were munching on their delicious pellets) and left his apartment.

While locking the door, Cameron heard a jingle of keys.

Turning to his left, the blonde haired male almost jumped in surprise. Next to him, walking out of an apartment door was a boy.

This guy seemed around his age with curly black hair, tan skin and hazel eyes.

Cam's breath caught in his throat as he fumbled with his keys, trying to pull it out the keyhole and into his pocket. Hearing the noise, the boy looked in his direction and smiled.

"Hi."

Oh god his voice was like honey.

Cameron shook away the unpleasant thoughts before greeting the other, trying his absolute best not to stutter.

"H-Hey, I haven't seen you around here b-before."

Stupid fucking anxiety always ruins everything.

The mysterious male continued to smile. "I just moved in yesterday, I was just about to head to the store to stock up on some groceries." He replied. "Oh I'm heading there t-too." Cameron said.

"Really? Oh cool I'll just tag along with you then if you don't mind." The stranger shrugged. "I-I don't mind." Came the shy response.

The two boys walked down the stairs together since the elevator was always out of order.

"I didn't catch your name." The blonde coughed. "Oh yeah I'm Matthew but everyone calls me Matt."

"Nice to meet you Matt, I'm Cameron but just call me Cam." He gathered enough courage to smile at the new boy. "Wait, Cameron? Cameron Phillip?" Matt asked as they both stopped walking at the bottom of the building stairs.

"Um...yes?"

"No way! My sister is obsessed with your videos! She calls you the king of kpop." Matthew laughs. Cameron couldn't help but let out a laugh aswell.

"The K Squad are really something." Cam mutters with a chuckle as they start walking outside. "K Squad? Is that what your fanbase is called?" The latter questions.

"I wouldn't say fan base...."

"Oh stop being modest, Ellie always talks about how everyone watches you. I mean, even BTS recognized you right?"

Cameron blushed. "Jungkook recognized me....the rest just liked my rapping." He explained. "See! The biggest boy band in the world now knows who you are! You should be hyped!" Matt claps.

It's funny how both of them seemed to have a conversation like they've known eachother for a long time.

"Walmart is a few blocks down but I always take my car cause I'm lazy as fuck. Want a ride?" Cameron offers with a smile as he unlocks his car. "Sure, I'd love a ride." Matthew winks, hopping in the passenger seat.

Cameron blinks, trying to process the double meaning to that comment. He turns red, biting lip before jumping in the car.

-Time skip cause I'm also lazy as fuck-

It's been 3 months since Matthew and Cameron have become friends. Everyday one of them was at the others appartment.

Cam even introduced him to the K Squad and that's how the new ship "Catthew" started. The boys knew very well about the ship comments but neither were brave to start up a conversation about it.

Until one day.

"Hey Cam, you still up?" Matthew whispered, trying not the disturb the sleeping boy in his arms. A soft hum was his response.

The two often cuddled ever since Matt found out about the blonde's love for touches and affection. He didn't mind cuddling with a boy, he was bisexual and not to mention that this was a cute boy. Who wouldn't wanna be affectionate?

"Matt?!"

"Sorry did you say something?" Matthew asked sheepishly, snapping out of his daydream. (Jhope: Daydream daydream ohhhhh)

"What's wrong?" Cameron asked, sensing the tense air as he sat up with the other boy on the bed. Marceline suddenly sprung onto the bed and curled up on Matt's lap, something she never really did with her owner.

Cam scoffed at his cats favouritism while the black haired male just laughed and stroked the kitty.

"Nothing's wrong....per se, I was just wondering..."

"Spit it out." Cam sighed, already thinking the worst. Was he being to clingy? Did he annoy his friend with his constant need for affection? Or was he just to hideous to look at?

A finger was placed under his chin and he found his head being turned to the left. He was now staring directly into Matthew's hazel eyes.

"I swear if you're thinking bad shit about yourself again, I won't hesitate to beat the crap outta you." He warned as gently as possible since his crush was a soft boi pretending to be a tough gangster.

Yes you heard right, crush.

Both sides had feelings for eachother but OF COURSE no one wanted to speak up first.

"But the things I tell myself are true." Cam almost whined. Matt took a deep breath, moving the cat to the side before tackling the blonde.

Cameron squealed as his friend tickled him.

"Fucking stop!" He screamed through his laughter as the latter kept tickling his sides. "Told you I would beat the crap outta you." Matt chuckled. When they both finally calmed down, only then they realized their position.

Matthew was straddling Cameron's waist and the two's faces were barely inches apart.

"You look much cuter when you smile and I promise as long as I'm here, you'll never stop being happy."

Their lips connected in a passionate kiss. You could almost hear the sighs of content because they had resisted this urge for far to long.

They pulled away, resting their forheads against eachother with lovesick grins.

"Took you long enough."

"Wait till the fans hear that Catthew sailed."

"Shut up and kiss me."