Till leaned back in his chair, sighing heavily as he paused his game. He grabbed his water bottle (which Ivan bought for him and forced him to start drinking) and took a sip from it, letting the cool liquid slide down his throat smoothly. He opened his eyes again, smiling at the camera.
"God... Through the fire and flames hasn't gotten any easier, huh?"
Till chuckles as he grabs his Guitar Hero guitar again, syncing it up with his Wii as he selected the replay button. He had been streaming for around three hours now, so his mind was focused on the game and nothing else.
Usually, Ivan would be home by now (and by that he meant Ivan would break into his apartment), but he had a photoshoot that went later than usual. Because of this, Till's mind had focused solely on his stream for the majority of the day, so Ivan's absence wasn't on the forefront of his mind.
"Okay okay, I'm getting back to the game. Can't have shit anymore, huh?"
Till said teasingly, sitting up in his chair and holding the guitar close to his chest.
Ivan sighs, mentally taxed after the grueling back-to-back photoshoots he just finished. He'll talk to his manager tomorrow to try and space out his schedule more, but right now he just wants to go home.
He's unable to speak, too drained to even try to force words out of his throat. He's probably too drained to drive, but he needs to get to somewhere safe and that means he has to drive himself.
Ah. Till. I need to get to Till's.
He puts the car in reverse and backs out, sighing deeply to himself. He definitely 100% doesn't break any traffic laws on the way to Till's apartment.
Once he's arrived, he makes his way inside with the spare key Till gave to him after too many break-ins from Ivan. He beelines to Till's room, but finds that he's not in there. He saw Till's car out front, which means he's home.
Instead of going in there, he walks over to Till's closet and pulls out one of his hoodies. Till may be smaller than him, but it's really not by much. Ivan just has a bit more muscle and roughly three inches on him in height. He grabs a pair of sweatpants too and changes into both, dropping his clothing from the day haphazardly onto the floor without a second thought.
He makes his way to Till's studio across the hall and slowly cracks open the door. He knows there's a possibility Till could be streaming, so he stays quiet. He doesn't mind being on screen and Till's fans know that him and Till have worked together in the acting scene before, and that it's how they became friends.
Ivan knows his senior wouldn't be too mad at him, but also, he doesn't really think about it because he doesn't care in the moment. He sees Till playing a relatively difficult song on Guitar Hero and chooses to walk up behind his gaming chair. He plops his chin on the top of the chair, careful not to jostle it.
He sees himself in the facecam and the chat going at a mile a minute because of his appearance. His face is just barely in frame, so chat knows it's Ivan.
He smiles softly, the most he's able to do in his current mental state, and throws up a weak peace sign that the chat can see. He waits patiently for Till to finish his song.
