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One thing about Foolish is that he loves streaming. He loves interacting with chat no matter how playfully mean they are and he loves his friends randomly joining calls to play Valorant. Though his favourite is when Tina lures him into playing Speedrunners together
One thing Foolish hasn't learnt is how to keep quiet
Eventually, Punz learns that too.
The first time it happens he's not really listening, thinks it's a discord cut on his end or a glitch. They're not really doing anything together, sat in call with Karl to entertain chat and watching some pointless drawing videos Punz isn't really all too interested in
"That's not the right shade of blue"
Punz snaps his head up from scrolling on twitter "Mm?"
"That's not the right shade of blue look at it!"
It's one of those creepy transitions of childhood icon videos, the ones where they turn Mickey Mouse into some demonic looking thing. This is a sped up clip of Lilo and Stitch- Stitch more specifically, and they've switched his normal iconic royal blue to a dirty mustard yellow
"Well- I think it's supposed to be worn out , used . Y'know?"
Foolish huffs in response "Yeah but- that's just not how it works the colour doesn't randomly disappear after a while, does it?"
"Foolish, bro I don't know?"
It takes a second of no response for Punz to realise he isn't getting one and he looks back down at his phone again, head in his other hand and clicking back on twitter, and then he hears it.
It's small, tiny really and he's not sure if chat even picked it up, a small whine from the others mouth. It kind of sounds like a hurt animal which puts Punz off until he focuses back on where it came from
Maybe he's imagining it. He's probably imagining it because Foolish seems to go back to normal immediately, talking to Karl about if water is wet or not.
The next time it happens Punz isn't as tired as he was before and he knows he's not imagining it, they're alone in a locked discord call keeping each other company and Foolish is playing Minecraft practicing building a new build. He sounds frustrated, keeps complaining that the colours aren't matching correctly like his vision
"Oh fuck"
He didn't mishear that, he knows he didn't mishear that.
". . .You okay man?"
The younger sighs in defeat "Yeah- well kinda? this fucking build isn't planning out like I'd hoped"
Punz scoffs "Any build you do turns out good man, just give it time"
"Yeah but I don't wanna give it time" he drags it out this time, borderline whining and Punz just knows he's got a pout on his lip and those dumb button eyes are more glassy than usual
"Dude just- take a break okay? It's just Minecraft you don't need to throw a tantrum"
Apparently that snaps Foolish out of his grumpy mood and shifts his focus to Punz, he sounds slightly shocked "What- I don't throw tantrums"
"Dude you just whined over a block game"
The brunette laughs at the comment "I didn't whine what the fuck"
"You kinda di-" a sudden blop sound from his headphones forces Punz to stop talking as someone joins the call.
"Austin!" Foolish shouts, and Punz is a little disappointed he doesn't get more time with the other. He mostly tunes out their conversation and silently hums when random questions are thrown at him, slowly growing tired as the conversation goes on
Punz doesn't think he's an idiot but the third time he catches it he's convinced he's going a little insane. He's not even in call with Foolish this time, having finished stream a couple hours ago and raided the younger, he just hasn't tabbed out since
He thinks Foolish is on the QSMP though he can't be sure due to his random titles, a purple crystal is slowly being built on his screen and the other is once again, frustrated
"-You think? Chat I don't know that doesn't feel like it would work. . .okay stop calling me a dumbass I'm doing better than you scumbags"
The Minecraft character on his screen is suddenly falling as Foolish shouts that he can't find his paraglider, he lands with barely 5 out of 20 hearts left above his hot bar
"No- fuck! , can I just- hmmmph"
It's entirely ridiculous how quickly Punz grabs his mouse and tabs out of Foolish's stream, frantic to get away from the noise that's been distracting him for weeks now
The blonde stands from his chair and shuts off his monitor quicker than he thinks he's ever done it before and when Foolish bumps him the next day and asks to come on stream, he declines
It takes 4 days. 4 days of him convincing himself it's fine for him to speak to the other man again, finally joining an (albeit late) group call with himself, Karl and Foolish
"Hey Punz" Foolish says, and for some reason the older has to convince his heart not to skip a beat
"Hey man you good?"
"Yeah yeah I'm fine, this scumbag is leaving though" Punz feels his face drop as Karl gasps in feigned shock
"Sapnap is getting here in like forty minutes I have to go- infact I should've left twenty minutes ago"
Foolish sighs of fake disappointment at Karl "Welp- I guess you gotta do what'ya gotta do"
"Yes I do "
Punz feels his heart drop a little bit as the blop sound rings out once more and Karl exits the call, leaving him alone with the brunette
"Just us then. . .?" Foolish says
"Just us man, uh- how you been?"
"Well you'd know if you hadn't been avoiding me"
He stops in his tracks, arms on his armrests in the middle of shifting to get comfortable, he coughs "Uh what do you mean?"
"We talk- we talked everyday and you kinda just disappeared, you good?"
Foolish sounds tired and Punz almost feels bad, like it wasn't Foolish's fault he was in this predicament anyway
"No, no! I'm okay man, I spent some time with Dream and Sapnap since George moving to Florida is still fresh you know?" he coughs a little again "I wasn't avoiding you, promise"
He's lying
"Okay. . .well, It's late I'm gonna try sleep"
"Yeah for sure I'll come on stream tomorrow I promise"
The final blop sound from discord doesn't make his heart drop as much this time
As promised, the next day when Foolish is a couple hours into his stream, Punz joins the discord call with the same amount of enthusiasm as normal just slightly watered down this time
"What'cha playing?"
"Fuck Punz! -you scared me man"
They laugh together and for a second the nagging voice in his head shuts up and things seem normal, until Foolish asks to play Minecraft with him
It's fine, he tells himself. They'll play for an hour or maybe two and It'll be fine
"Yeah man let's do it"
Pretending his mind isn't thinking the filthiest things about his best friend is easier than he thought, Punz realises. They play like normal and joke like they always do, he kills the other to annoy him but eventually they team up together and help to defeat the dragon, apparently it's more difficult than he remembers
" Fuuuuucck "
Punz's breath stops and he comes to halt, which stops his character in game too
"Wait-Punz you good? you kinda stopped there"
His throat feels like it's closing up and covered in spit all at the same time, he coughs and shifts his hips to cover up the tightness in his shorts, it's shameful really
"Yeah no I'm good, I gotta get going after this game though I'm sorry man"
"Oh nah-uh" he clears his throat "that's cool"
Punz knows he doesn't mean it, he can hear the slight disappointment in the youngers tone and based on how his character just died he doesn't seem to care much about completing the game anymore
Coming off Minecraft and leaving the call feels like a breath of fresh air to him no matter how disappointed he made Foolish feel, sure he feels bad for leaving him hanging, but he feels worse about the tent in his shorts over a simple whine from the boy
His bed is comfy and familiar when he slouches down onto it, running his hands over his face and through the scruff on his chin.
The thoughts in his head are scrambled, switching between how forbidden it is to picture his best friend in the scenarios he's picturing him in, and indulging them
His pale hand reaches down to his sweatpants, palming slightly against the bulge and breathing a sigh of relief at how relaxed it makes him feel
Maybe he'll indulge just this once
It's awkward for a week, maybe two- Punz hasn't really been keeping count, he sees fans tweets about missing "Himbros" and he sees Foolish bumping him on discord but he doesn't listen. He can't listen
Eventually it becomes too much when Tina calls him, tells him that if he doesn't get his shit together soon people are gonna talk, and they both know he's sulking over nothing
The worst part is, Punz knows she's right
It takes one more day before he starts to miss Foolish and it takes two days for him to join call again, and it takes three days for Foolish to make those noises
Only this time it's different
"Puuunnzzz stop you can't just- give me back my stuff!"
For the first time since this one sided battle started, Punz snaps back
"God you're such a whiny bitch when you're needy dude"
The reaction is immediate, Foolish scoffs and laughs at the same time and he stays silent. Punz has his stream open in a separate tab and he can see the shock on the brunettes face, his mouth is ajar as he looks over to chat
"Pfft, chat did you hear that?" Foolish laughs "Punz it's not my fault you killed me"
"I wouldn't have to kill you if you didn't stop-" hit "whining like-" hit "a little bitch" hit
"Dude you killed me again you scumbag!"
Punz laughs at him as he stares at the red screen on Foolish's tab. He sees as the other tabs out the game and sighs, rubbing his chin
"Okay I think it's time, time for the ol' dusty trail"
A little early, Punz thinks, but that's fine
"Oh you're goin'?. . .well chat I'll see you when I see you I guess"
"Yep, yeah it's time, say bye Punz"
"Bye chat!"
He deafens himself to let Foolish do his outro and play the little tune Quackity made him, listens to him thank the donos and all of his mods and watches him countdown on his fingers from 5 to 1, drifts his eyes away from the screen and back to his own as he sees Foolish raid Sapnap
Once the song is over and it's mostly silence, he speaks up "Okay well, thanks for letting me on stream man it w-"
"What was that"
". . .What was what?"
He knows exactly what.
"Punz you know they're gonna take you calling me needy and run with it, right?"
Punz scoffs "I'm not wrong, you've been so-" he can't quite find the word
" Submissive "
The blonde can feel his heart skip a beat, as dramatic as it sounds . The conversation can stay the way it is and be platonic, or they can switch and it can go into uncharted territory, a boundary they've never crossed before.
There's more tension in the air than they've had before, more than when they jokingly flirt for the entertainment of fans and more than Vegas.
He's not sure if Foolish feels it too, maybe he's still imagining things, but he can sense the switch in tone
"Punz. . ."
His breath hitches and he shifts his body a little in his chair
"Yeah?" he whispers back, barely audible at this point
"Are you-" he coughs "are you uh, are you hard?"
And the boundary breaks
"Oh uh-" fuck it "Foolish fuck- yeah, yeah I'm hard" you could probably cut the tension with a knife at this point, it's sharp and fierce and it's something new between them, though Punz suspects it's always been there "Uhh okay this is- this is fine this is-"
"I can go man"
Foolish seems alert by the tone of Punz's voice "No!-no don't I just. . ." he's silent for a moment and Punz holds his breath
"What can I do to help"
"T-to help?- Foolish cmon I'll just go"
"Stay, dude we're friends right? cant I help a friend out?"
"You normally help your friends cum or is it just me, Foolish?"
The silence that remains after tells Punz everything he needs to know
"Well- well no but if they asked t-then"
"You'd help Karl out? or Sapnap? or Dream ?"
"No! no just, I'm trying to be nice"
Punz thinks about it, thinks about how maybe just maybe this could change their friendship. They could stop being friends afterwards, it could make eye contact awkward and handshakes feel forbidden- or maybe just maybe it could bring something new, maybe they could sneak off behind closed doors together. Calloused fingers could touch against bare skin and brunette could meet blonde
Maybe
"Okay"
"Wh- okay ?"
"I said okay Foolish"
Once again it's silent and Punz thinks he probably should've shutup
"You're still hard?" Punz sighs in response "Yes Foolish, I'm hard, my dick is hard is that what you want?"
"Shutup just um- touch yourself"
" Real romantic "
"Just-just do it" the brunette breathes heavy on the other end through Punz's headphones "Trust me"
His hand slowly drifts from his armrest to the drawstring on his sweatpants and he suddenly realises he isn't sure which layer to touch
"Uh, under-underneath my sweats orrr?"
"On top for now I think"
"You think ?"
"Shutup"
Hesitant fingertips touch against the bulge in his sweatpants, his fingernails that he should've probably cut by now drag against his clothed length and he lets out a little sigh at the touch
Apparently Foolish likes that
" Fuck "
"What-what did you wanna stop?"
"No! no you just. . .you sound good"
Punz hums at Foolish's comment but continues rubbing himself through the fabric, tilting his head back against the top of his chair until his hat falls off down the back of it. He's too indulged in the small pleasure to even notice the clothing fall
He grips the base of his cock and moves it a bit, letting himself savour the feeling
"You uh, you sound like you're having fun"
"You're not very good at this Foolish"
"I'm trying! this is weird you know?"
Punz sighs "It's weird if you make it weird, just- touch yourself too or something"
"Okay but-"
"No buts, just do"
The older hears movement from his headphones which are starting to hurt his head by now , and it takes a moment or two before he hears a slight content sigh from the other side
"Good right ?"
"Mhm"
"You're doing good, just uh, keep going" Punz breathes "Can I go under the sweats now?"
"Huh? oh- yeah go ahead"
"Mkay"
The touch of his hand on his cock even through his boxers is better than he imagined, being pent up over someone for weeks on end and feeling too guilty to do anything apart from that one time really frustrates you, apparently. It probably doesn't help that that person is your best friend and it's at this point Punz thanks his good karma
He wraps a hand around himself through the fabric and he can feel where the prominent vein from the underside of his cock runs to the top near his tip, it's exhilarating
"Mmph, fuck "
"Fuck you sound good"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah Foolish, keep going for me"
"Mhm"
Punz can't see the other man but he can certainly imagine it, he can imagine the thrown back look on his face as he touches himself and he can imagine the hoodie half on his torso and half off, he can picture the blush layered on his cheeks and can practically smell the sweat slowly building on him
It's addictive
"Please can I-"
"Did you just say please?"
"Punz please just-" Punz sighs breathily "Do what you'd like, I cant control you"
"What if I want that?"
"Do you uh- want me to tell you what to do?"
"Yes- yes I think so, please"
Foolish saying please should not turn him on this much, Punz thinks
"Okay just- grab your cock for me and slowly jerk yourself up and down" Punz waits before he adds on "Under your boxers"
He can practically see the shame on Foolish's face as he responds "I was already under my boxers"
"Cheater"
"Shutup"
It should feel wrong, Punz thinks, but in this moment all he can think about are Foolish's slight whimpers from the other line and his own heavy breathing. The noises blend so perfectly it's ridiculous. He finally shoves his hand underneath his boxers far too rapidly and meets his cock
Almost subconsciously he drags his fingertips across his tip and catches the pre leaking from his slit, not having realised how messy he'd actually become. His hand moves as if it's it's own person and drags the substance from his tip all the way down to his balls, rubbing it around and feeling the slight prickle of recently shaved hair
His hand finally wraps itself around his cock and starts moving up and down, slowly but somehow at the perfect pace
Foolish's noises in his ear aren't helping him, the man can't seem to stay quiet although you'd think Punz would've learnt that by now. He's borderline whimpering in his ear, whining and whispering little murmurs
"Fuck Punz ah- hmm "
"You're so loud"
"Can't help it"
Punz laughs in response "I'm not tellin' you to stop baby"
" Fuck, Punz please"
The blonde lets out a guttural moan at how desperate Foolish sounds, "Keep going"
It's like they're moving in sync, He can hear Foolish shifting about in his chair trying to find a position comfortable enough and he can hear himself subconsciously moving to do the same, bringing one leg up and bending it so his foot is on the end of the chair, cock only just out of his boxers as he continues touching
He can feel himself slowly getting wetter, the pre leaking from him giving him an easy lubricant
"Punz- dude fuck "
"Do not call me dude when we're jerking off together, gross "
"Shutupshutupshutup"
"Sorry baby"
Foolish is obviously becoming more desperate, if he focused enough and listened more intently Punz could probably hear the slapping of his hand meeting the base of his cock, he uses the idea to imagine what Foolish looks like, how desperate he is all for him just sat in his chair alone
"Close- fuck"
"Damn already? bit weak baby"
"You're calling me baby and- ah, we're jerking off on call together dude"
"Mmm, just a little longer"
The brunette sighs in an annoyed way but Punz doesn't care, he wants the other to become desperate. He wants to get him to the point of exhaustion, to the point where his arm hurts because he's been going for so long but Punz hasn't said he can cum yet so he hasn't
Even the thought is enough to stir the pot in the blondes stomach, he throws his head back for what feels like the millionth time and moans, less guttural this time and more desperate
"Hmmph oh, you sound good"
"Fuck- yeah?
"Mhm Punz please"
"Little longer"
"You're so fucking annoying"
He ignores him, too busy chasing after his own pleasure to be disrupted by Foolish's annoyance. His mind is haywire, imagining his best friend in so many dirty scenarios, each one of them ending up with him covered in his own cum, or maybe Punz's
Picturing your best friend covered in your cum is enough to prompt you to the edge apparently
"Fuckfuckfuck okay yeah- ah I'm gonna cum, Foolish m' gonna cum"
"Mm please just- fuck please"
"Okayokay. . . cum "
"Oh fuck"
Punz can't see the other man but the noises he lets out are all he needs to make up his own scenario, the now louder moans of his name from the others mouth forcing him over his own eventual edge
He cums fast, eyes screwed shut and head thrown back as he lets his brain do most of the work to push himself. The liquid lands on his T-shirt and towards the bottom of it, and one spurt lands a little on his chin
Gross
He wipes his chin and then realises that heavy breaths and pants are all he can really hear from his now numbingly painful headphones, and the older is dreading what comes next and worrying if they're going to be okay moving on
It's better than what he thought though
"Fuck man, gross- some landed on my hat !"
"Your fucking hat ?"
They laugh, and Punz thinks that maybe they'll be okay