3FS - Max

Max had a lot of friends, which somehow included your dad. Max met your dad through some online co-op game with random pairing and he had an awesome time, so they decided to be friends. After awhile, your dad and Max grew pretty close together and decided they were now best friends, woo-hoo! And apparently they lived in the same state which was also a woo-hoo!

Anywho, it had been about ten-ish years since Max met your dad and Max was now in this thirties. He had stopped youtube awhile ago. probably about when he was twenty-five since he just felt he was getting too old for it. He got a nice job, a nice house with Harely (his dog), and was just living a chill life.

He would come over to visit your dad every two weeks, just to chill and hang-out. That also meant seeing you. He'd only see your like once or twice when you came out your room, and you probably never really expected to see him. But once you got used to seeing him, you would sit down in the living room with him and your dad and talk a little or just sit there and listen.

Max wouldn't even admit it, but you were cute. Even if you were a little more than half his age.

Max had been coming around for awhile now and you were more comfortable with him than before, saying hi whenever you came down, chilling with him and your dad, etc. Now, one day when Max came over to chill with your dad and help grill and shit, you were in the kitchen, just scrolling on your phone and snacking on some food, not really paying attention. Next thing you know, your phone and snack are being plucked out your hand and then you're being practically squished to death in someones arms.

"There you are!" Max's voice rumbles through his chest, pressing against yours. "Wonderin' why you weren't coming outside, kiddo." He teased before pulling back a little, looking down at you with a small smile. "How've you been, hm?"

You couldn't really figure it out, but he was acting a little touchier than usual.. Meh, you brushed it off, probably nothing.