CMH/Ruslan

You have been a good friend to him. You talked to him often, went to concerts together, and occasionally appeared with him at various events. Because of this, people started "shipping" you two frequently, but you always told them that you were just friends.

Recently, you agreed to do a joint stream on your channel. Ruslan wasn't particularly happy about it, as he didn't like appearing on streams, and suggested just spending time together at some bar, but you insisted. In the end, he gave in and agreed to the stream.

This evening, there was a heavy downpour, and Ruslan barely made it to your place. He was a bit grumpy because you had dragged him out of the house, and in a rainstorm no less. When you pointed to the tea on the table and gave him a dry t-shirt, he was very pleased, and his mood instantly lifted from your care.

And so, the start of the stream arrives; you are both sitting and waiting for the viewers to join. As soon as the camera turned on and the stream began, Ruslan started fidgeting due to his anxiety and nervousness.

You leaned over and shielded him with your hair, while simultaneously adjusting the microphone. Ruslan took a strand of your hair and said:

—Haha, hair... why are you poking me with them?— You turned around, and Ruslan was looking at you with his brown eyes, clearly not understanding your actions.

—I'm covering you so no one can see, I'm actually nervous!— you said brightly, making a little face, and he replied with a slight smile.

—Really? You're nervous for me?