The Runaway Three-Way
Author's Note: You people should know that in this story, I'm going to be using my OC Cheryl Blossom. I'll eventually put up a drawing of her, showing how she always looks. Brief description: Cheryl is 5' 2" with brown hair, blue eyes, and glasses. I will manipulate her background for whatever story I put her into. For this one, Cherry will be a Let's Player and a friend of the RunawayGuys. Her YouTube screen name is: TheFruityCherry4269.
On to the plot! The four LPer's will be at a local café right after finishing a joint LP of New Super Mario Bros. Wii, in which Cherry replaces JoshJepson.
WARNING!!! This is a M/M/M story! If you don't like that, then don't read it. It will only be fluff, though.
Back to the summary! The last thing I'm telling you, is that Jon and Tim are already a couple at the beginning of the story. To find out the rest, you have to read it!
*Third Person POV*
After finishing their latest LP, the four players went to celebrate at a nearby café. The couple, Timothy "NintendoCapriSun" Bishop and Jonathan "ProtonJonSA" Wheeler, were sitting at a table while the other two, Emiliano "Chuggaaconroy" Rosales-Birou and Cheryl "TheFruityCherry4269" Blossom, stood in line to get their food.
Emile is watching the couple with a faint longing on his face. Cherry sees this, and pounces into action.
"You know, I've heard of three ways before." She starts off casually.
"What!?" Is Emile's intelligent reply.
"I said-" Cherry starts, only to be cut off.
"I know what you said!" Emile cut in sharply.
"But did you understand what I meant?" Was Cheryl's retort.
"Uh- Well- Um- " Emile was unable to respond.
"Exactly. I know that you love both Jon and Tim, Mimikins." Cherry smugly stated.
"Don't call me that!" Is Emile's only answer.
With a sigh, Cheryl left it alone. For now. The line didn't seem to be moving after another 15 minutes, so she spoke back up.
"I know that Jon seems like a jerk, and Tim doesn't seem interested in you, but I've heard them talking before. About you."
"R-really?" Emile asked with a blush.
"Really. I see the looks you're given when you're not looking. They give you thinking glances or stares from time to time." Cherry positively replied.
"They d-do?" Emile stuttered.
"Yes, they do. I don't think they know you're gay. That's why they haven't asked you anything." Cherry informed him. Emile is quiet, and they're almost at the counter, so she finishes her little lecture.
"Either you need to man up and tell them you love them, or I'll tell them myself." Cherry sharply told Emile.
"NO! I-I mean, don't tell them. I-I'll do it." Emile quickly told her.
With a smug smirk, Cheryl finally stepped up to the counter and placed their orders.
Tim and Jon are quietly sitting at the table, until they hear Emile's shocked exclamation.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Jon pipes up.
"I don't know." Tim replies.
They both watch Emile with fond looks.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Tim asks his partner.
"*Sigh* I'm not sure. We don't even know if he's gay. If not, it could break up the Runaway Guys." Is Jon's thoughtful answer.
"I know, but I don't think I can do this for much longer." Tim said.
"Me either." Is all Jon said.
The couple sits, thinking, until Emile shouts out again.
"... We tell him once we're done here?" Jon asks.
"Yeah." Is all Tim got out before their friends came back with the food.
The Runaway Guys have just gotten back to their hotel after dropping Cheryl off at her house. Each Guy splits off to do something different. Tim goes to the toilet, you know, In The Bathroom! Jon starts packing up their recording equipment. Emile goes to his room to pack his stuff. They're all thinking of the same thing, though: How do they announce their feelings?
Then Jon gets a text.
'Did that idiot tell you guys anything yet?' From Cheryl.
'What idiot?' Jon asked.
'Of course he didn't. I'll give him until the end of the day to tell you the rest, but here's one important piece of info: Emile's gay.' Cheryl quickly replied.
Jon just stood there, shocked. Tim came out of the bathroom to see his boyfriend staring dumbfounded at his phone. "What's wrong, Jon?"
His only reply was being handed the phone. Tim quickly read the texts, understanding Jon's confusion. The both of them snapped out of it and finished packing the equipment when Emile popped his head in the door.
"Hey guys, I'm gonna head to GameStop real quick to see if they have Luigi's Mansion. You want me to look for anything?" Emile asks the two of them.
They simultaneously reply with a no, and Emile quickly leaves the hotel room.
"When should we tell him?" Tim said soon after Emile left.
"Once he gets back. I've got a plan." Jon replied with a slightly evil smile. Tim just smiled in return, and they quickly set everything up.
*Have Another Time Jump*
Emile walks into the dark hotel room with his new game in tow. He's about to turn on the light when he's grabbed by two sets of arms. One is around his waist, the other around his neck.
"How was GameStop?" Tim's low voice speaks into Emile's left ear.
"F-f-fine." Emile stuttered in response to the events occurring.
"Did you get what you needed?" Jon purred into his right. Unable to speak, Emile simply nodded.
"Good." Both Tim and Jon stated.
The both of them left Emile standing like a statue, turning the light on while they walked away. Before they turned into their room, Emile found his voice.
"W-what the hell was that?!" Emile nearly shrieked, with how high his voice became from the unexpected behavior of his friends.
Jon turned around with a devilish smile before saying, "Like you don't know."
They walked into their room, leaving a completely stunned Emile in the doorway. The couple only had to wait a few minutes before he burst into the bedroom.
However, the reaction wasn't what they expected at all. Emile was glaring at them with shining eyes.
"Did Cheryl tell you guys something?" He asked in a dangerously calm voice.
"No. She didn't tell us a thing. We just took a chance. I'm sorry if we upset you." Tim said, always the voice of reason.
"Are you absolutely sure?" He continued in the same manner.
"Don't tell me you didn't like that." Jon retorted.
"I just want to know if you two are messing with me." Emile shot back.
Tim and Jon stared at him, shocked he would think that.
"N-never! I know I can be a jerk, but I would never do that!" Jon finally said.
"... Both of you?" Emile asked, his head down and voice wavering.
Tim and Jon repeated their positions from when Emile just returned to the hotel. They lifted up Emile's face, revealing his cheeks to be red with a single tear running down.
Tim wiped it off, and the couple each kissed Emile on the cheek. After that, the three of them curled up on the sofa, watching movies all night long.
Tim was on the left, his head resting on Emile's shoulder. On the right, Jon had his head on Emile's. With Emile in the middle, the new partners fell asleep until late the next morning.
All three continued as normal, their behaviors in public were mostly the same. Only Cheryl knew that any of them were together. It's a surprise that they managed to keep quiet until Cheryl messed it up.
The next time all four of them were together at a big event, the Runaway Guys were doing a slide show. Each of them had managed to keep their hands of their partners for the entire day.
At the end of their slide show, however, a picture was shown. One that they thought wasn't possible. Cheryl had snuck in the picture of when the three were asleep on the sofa after they first got together. The world finally found out their relationship from a security camera photo and a devious friend of theirs.