(Alex P.O.V)

I brushed my hair and glared at the mirror. Why can't it just stay more or less flat? It looks like I'm wearing a red poodle on my skull!

I don't plan on cutting my hair though, I like it long. Not sure why, but I do.

I'm late. Wait... he's coming to my place, so I don't actually have to do anything except clean the office... or not. You see, my workspace is very neat, but it's neat in the sense that all the random papers are in piles. All over. Oops.

My head shot up as I heard a knock on the door. Too late to clean up now. Off we go!

I went to the door and unlocked it, checking the peephole halfheartedly before opening it.

Laurens! You can't be cute! That's no fair!

Honestly though, John Laurens. Looked great through a screen. Looks better in real life, with his long blond hair and his beautiful blue eyes.

He coughed awkwardly and I sprang into action, welcoming him inside. Oh he's blushing, I've already messed up and it's been less then a minute. I took his coat and shoes and led him to my office, trying to avoid all the other (extremely messy) rooms. I feel like I did a pretty good job at that, because my office is at the end of the hall and I just have to drag him past all the other rooms as fast as I can.

I led him into the office.

"You can sit anywhere you like." I told him, setting up my camera.

"Thanks." He sat down, smiling. Can he keep smiling? I like the way it frames his face.

"My pleasure." I was about to close the door when Ducky decided to walk in. "Hey Duck!"

"Is this your cat?" John asked, eyeing Ducky, who stared back at the man.

"Yeah. Don't take it personally if he doesn't like you, he doesn't appear to like anyone but me." I explained hastily, not wanting my cat's bad manners to reflect onto me.

"It's fine, cats never seem to like me anyways." He shrugged and looked perfectly fine with Ducky giving him a disdainful sniff and padding over to me.

I sat down on my chair and grabbed one for him, turning on the camera.

(Time skip because being a compelling YouTuber sounds hard and I'm not even going to try)

(John P.O.V)

"So, I've got some questions I'm frequently asked, and then a few of my own, sound good?" Alexander offered, opening his notebook.

"Wow you weren't kidding about the notebook thing."

"I was not." He smiled at me, taking out a pen, and my gay decided to stare at his smile. "Ok, here's one I get a lot; what's your sexuality?"

"Oh... uhhh..." I'm not openly gay, it's just that constant undertone is gay in my videos that I hope people notice so I don't have to say it. He's probably straight anyways. Wait, what? Why do I care? I do not care.

"Well I myself am openly bi and very lonely so if anyone wants to date me..." His sentence trailed off and he stared at the camera.

I do not care. I need to not blush. Yay! I barely blushed! Accomplishment!

"I'm gay." I said, softly but clearly.

"Good to know." He leaned down to write in his notebook and some of his curly red hair fell in front of his face. I had to fight the urge to tuck it behind his ear.

"You couldn't do that later Hamilton?" I complained lightheartedly, leaning over his shoulder.

"We can edit it out later." He replied, looking up.

"Fine." I leaned back in my chair and smiled as Alexander went back to talking.

(Time skip because, again, I can't be interesting and not cringy)

"That should do it!" He smiled and stood up, cutting the recording.

"You seriously wrote everything down?" I questioned again, already knowing the answer.

"Yes I did. Every word." He smiled nonchalantly, like he hadn't just taken notes on everything I said for over ten minutes.

"Dedication."

"At it's finest." He finished with a wink that made my face heat up. "Wanna go get a drink or something?"

"Sure."

"Ok, there's this coffee shop I go to almost daily, I know the people there, they're nice. You can meet them." He took my hand and led me down the hall, which made my eyes widen and I blushed, despite it being a completely platonic action.

"Hey Ducky, I'll be out for a bit, you watch the house, ok?" He leaned down and stroked his cat lovingly, which warmed my heart. This man was adorable.

"Ok, let's go." He stood up, smiling, and took my hand again.

This is gonna be a great day, and he's why.