• MCYT OneShots •

• Muted - MegaPvP x Zelk •

So uhh, yeah. I'm a ZelkPvP shipper- if u have a problem with that...... I don't know stop having problem?

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Characters: Zelk, Mega

Genre: Idek I'm too stupid

AU: Minecraft - yeah.

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|~|Mega's POV|~|

I boarded the plane, stepping over the little crack in between the plane and the Jetway that always made me nervous. But really, I was more nervous about where the actual plane was taking me.

It's taking me to Zelk! It's taking me to Zelk...

I sat down in my seat, sliding the small suitcase under the seat in front of me. All I had was that suitcase and my backpack, which contained only a few things to keep me distracted on the flight.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

I'd always wanted to meet Zelk one day in real life. But there were many things that were restricting me from doing so- emotionally and physically. One of those things was money- I'd always had enough to keep myself afloat- but nothing more. I'm lucky I even had my monitors, which were a gift from a cousin of a friend.

What if he's disappointed?

The other thing? My vitiligo. I've been self-conscious about it for most of my life, and that hasn't changed ever since I became an official adult. I was always scared that people would judge me- they wouldn't even bother to look past my shell. They'd just take one glance and never come back. Of course, non of my online friends knew about my vitiligo- I was safe.

Friends. Online friends. He's my friend... right?

I wasn't going to lie, I was probably in love with my best, online friend. Zelk- Zelkam, ZelkTheElk, Zelk. He was Zelk to me- funny, stupid, furry-skinned Zelk. He was different from the rest on InvadedLands. Different from all the other YouTubers. I'd made sure I'd liked every single one of his videos- every single on of his Tweets.

Frick, am I a simp?

Probably, I was probably a simp. I looked out the planes window to see bright, moonlit clouds. The dark sky was speckled with shining stars; the moon was causing the clouds to practically glow.

I blinked hazily, accepting it would be best for myself- and the least nerve-racking experience- if I just slept through the three and a half hour flight. I closed my eyes, putting on my soft, gaming headphones (the only ones I'd ever bought) and focused on the soothing buzz of the airplanes engine.

I blinked again, to see the bright lights of society only a few hundred feet below me. Three and a half hours gone by already? I wasn't complaining. I packed all my stuff into my backpack, eagerly waiting for the plane to land and complete its Taxi into the port.

The plane rumbled as he landed, sending shivers down my spine- I didn't love flying, but it was worth it to see Zelk. The plane taxied to the jetway, and I was basically jumping up and down in my seat impatiently. Once the 'SeatBelts On' sign turned off, sending a beep through the cabin, I sprang up from my seat, grateful to have some of the closest seats to the front (In Economy Class, of course).

I basically skipped through the jetway, earning myself a few stares of curiosity and surprise, but I didn't care. I mean, what was the likelihood I'd see these people ever again?

I walked through the terminal, searching for the exit. I followed sign after sign until I finally found the baggage carousel. I passed by it, and the hoards of people surrounding, slipping through the One-Way gate. Ahead of me was the big, sliding doors to the fresh, air of the USA. I barged outside, expecting a difference.

Huh, the USA doesn't smell that different...

I sat down on a bench, pulling out my crappy, cracked iPhone 7. I knew Zelk's address, since we'd exchanged some information like that. I'd originally wanted to know so I could send him something for his birthday, but now it was becoming more useful.

I went into notes, finding the address and hailing down a taxi from the airport terminals curb. Once I finally caught the attention of a driver, I jumped into the back, by speaker already set up.

'Hello! Can you take me to **** **********?' The Siri voice spoke, loud and clear. The taxi driver nodded, and started up his engine, driving out and away from the airport.

I can't believe I'm doing this. Flying from Canada, all the way to the USA, just to meet your Online Crush? Only crazy people would do that- but then again, it's Zelk we're talking about. As the city sped by, I admired the flashing lights and glowing hues from all the stores. It's almost Midnight here- I wonder if Zelk's even awake...

After what seemed like way too long, the taxi pulled off on the curb next to a small, homey-looking bungalow. I thanked the driver with a a nod, and paid him, leaving generous tip. I was feeling good today. I slammed the door, and watched the taxi pull away.

I turned to look at the house- his house. Suddenly, overwhelming anxiety rumbled in my gut- what if he thought I was weird- where am I going to stay- what if he doesn't answer- he could be sleeping-

I push my nerves down, and stride up the path to his small porch. I knock, my breath slightly visible in the cool, midnight air. There's no sound for a little while- there's not even lights on inside- and my heart begins to sink.

I start to turn around, already worrying about where I'll stay the night, when I hear loud thumping come from inside the house.

Zelk...?

The door clicks, and swings open and I'm suddenly faced by a tired, slightly annoyed looking Zelk. I grin, so wide I swear it might be permanent.

"Who are you?" Zelk asks, a slight whine in his voice- I must've woken him up. I pull down my scarf a bit, to reveal my vitiligo, along with my gains smile. His eyes narrow, then widen and twinkle like a thousand stares just landed in his hands.

"Mega?" He whispers. I nod slightly, and he smiles too.

"Holy fuck- how did you-" He processes that I'm actually here, and to be honest, I'm in disbelief too. I mean, I did just fly for almost four hours from a different country, to visit my Best Friend- and he didn't even know.

"You live in Canada!" He exclaimed, still in shock.

I laughed quietly, then ran forward into Zelk's outstretched arms. He's laughing, ranting, bubbling with excitement and happiness, and I feel my heart explode in my chest. I feel a drop on my head, and I look up.

Rain? I think, surprised. But I see no rain- only Zelk's smiling face, his eyes red and teary. I laugh again, and squeeze him, assuring him I'm here.

"Fuc- I mean Frick." Zelk corrects himself. "You're really here!"

"Yeah." I whispered quietly, and I feel him squeeze me tighter. I never loved hugs, but did it ever feel good coming from him.

"Mega, I fricken love you." Zelk laughs, and I freeze. Did he- did he mean it? Or like, as a friend? Probably as a friend. I squeeze him again for a second, still unsure of what to think of his 5-word sentence.

Zelk pushes me back lightly, and I stare into his eyes, trying to decode the true meaning of what he said, but I didn't have to. Zelk looked at me for a moment, and his cheeks turned bright pink.

And then he leaned forward so fast- I didn't have time to react, or pull away.

He kissed me.

And I didn't stop him.

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//1242 Words\\ <3

Still my favourite MCYT Ship, Hands down.

Also, if you want to request, please send me it! I kinda am running out of ideas! xD

Also, thank you for like, A LOT OF READS! <3

~Sen