I had just gotten home and noticed that John was stashed away in his room, most likely editing a video or recording one.

I grab a bottle of water from the fridge to take to John since he probably hasn't drank water in a while.

I slowly open his bedroom door and saw that he was sitting on his bed with his back against the head board.

"Hey babe" I said softly walking towards him.

"Hey" he whispered looking over at me. I went for a sweet kiss but all I got was a lazy one.

Knowing something was up I sat at the edge of the bed. I motioned the water bottle towards him but he denied it.

I looked over at his desk and noticed a half empty one so didn't bother him about it.

"What's wrong?" I moved his hair from out of his face. He just sighed, his frown being more noticeable.

I moved myself so that I was almost on top of him and grabbed his hand. "Talk to me" I said quietly, placing a soft kiss on his jaw.

He pulled me on top of him and played with the hem of my shirt for a little before speaking, "My channel has been growing so quickly recently. I'm not complaining but it's so overwhelming, I can't keep up. I feel like all I'm giving them is old washed up content that they've already seen. And I don't know what new content to give to them to keep them satisfied. It's just gotten to the point where I just..." He took a deep breath. "I don't know what to do anymore" he whispered.

I saw the tears build up in his eyes and knew instantly that I never wanted to see them again. At least not from sadness.

"Oh baby, don't cry" I whispered as a tear fell down his cheek. I placed a kiss on his forehead and wrapped my arms around his neck. He placed his head in the crook of my neck, holding me tight. He tried his best to hold his sobs in while I ran my fingers through his hair.

Every now and then I would give him a soft kiss on the cheek and whisper sweet nothings into his ear.

He pulled away from me once his tears slowed down and wiped his face with his hands.

"John, your content is not washed up. In fact what you put out is exactly what your fans love about you. You have your main games that keep the fans coming back then you have your different games that spice up your channel that gives them something different." I tried explaining.

"Those different videos don't even do so good." He mumbled.

"It's cause some people don't like change. But that doesn't mean that everyone hated the video. For some it might have even been their favorite one." Using my thumb, I wiped a tear from his cheek. "And you're stressing about what the fans want but what do you want?"

He shook his head, "It doesn't matter-"

I interrupted him knowing exactly what he was going to say, "Of course it does, John. What all your fans want is to see you being happy and confident about what you put out. If they see that your putting out content you don't like they're going to get mad at you."

He looked down and started playing with the hem of my shirt again.

"Do what you love, John" I whispered.

He looked up at me, tears still stained on his rosy cheeks. He reached over for his phone, unlocking it.

A light blue shined onto his face. Twitter. I smiled a little as I made some kind of an impact on him. He started typing up a tweet.

One long minute later he finished. He placed his phone down then placed his hands on my waist. His thumbs rubbing small circles.

"Can we take a nap? I could really use one" He whispered. I nodded then we both laid down.

He placed his head in the crook of my neck holding me by my waist as I had my arms around his neck with my face in his hair.

"I love you" we both said at the same time, causing us both to laugh. I smiled bigger at his laugh.

That heart warming laugh.