一緒 (together) - ethan nestor x reader

two ☆ - phone number

you spent the day wandering around, attending panels, buying merchandise, and hanging with friends. throughout all of it, though, you just couldn't forget about mark and ethan. they were so caring to you. ethan and mark were crying with you. and what the hell was on the note? it sat residing in your pocket, still folded up. what was so secret it had to be opened in private?

at the end of the day, just before 4 pm, you attended a panel with mark, ethan, jacksepticeye (sean), and a few other people. you sat in the 3rd row back. looking excitedly up at mark, you caught his eye contact. he smiled and nudged ethan with his elbow, and ethan whipped around. mark whispered something to ethan and pointed slightly at you. ethan scanned the surrounding area beside you before he too made eye contact. ethans face lit up, and he gave a gentle wave. you waved back. he mouthed something, but you couldn't tell what.

for the rest of the panel, ethan regularly sought you out to give you small winks and smiles. he was teasing, the bastard; but it was fun. you felt intimate, in an exclusive club. when the panel was over, you felt almost sad. hopefully, you'd see him again.

walking to the doors to get out of vidcon, you noticed ethans bag again. not a single other note was taken out of the pocket.

when you got back to the hotel room that night, after a game of monopoly, pizza and drinking, you went to the bathroom for some quiet recharge time. you finally pulled the note out of your pocket an unfolded it. two phone numbers were written in round handwriting, one labeled "mine (eefs)" and one labeled "mark's!!" with a little smile beside it. you recognized the area code from calling the pizza place that night; it was an la area code. these really were their numbers.

you flipped the note over for any additional info. it said, "you made a big impact on us. please feel free to text whenever. -ethan and mark". in a sharper, squared writing.

your cheeks got rosy again and you teared up. "the bastards! they gave me their fucking phone number!" you whisper yelled. you couldn't believe it.

you put their numbers into your phone. ethan's named "eef!! <3" and mark's named "mark :-))". it all felt surreal.

you went to bed with a lot on your mind that night.