Ruel Imagines // paused

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i got this idea from nofeetpichere i hope you like the outcome and thank you sm for helping me <3

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Your POV

"Bubs, tomorrow we have to be ready and waiting in the lobby at 6:30 am, ok?" Ruel told me as I brushed my teeth in the bathroom  of our hotel room. I only hummed and nodded since I couldn't speak with my mouth full of toothpaste.

Suddenly, a feeling of itchiness came up from my throat to my nose and, because it caught me off guard, I sneezed. When I opened my eyes I couldn't stare at myself in the mirror anymore; the only visible image was a white spot of toothpaste mixed with my saliva. Worst part is that the tickling feeling did not alleviate, so I sneezed two more times. I cleaned my mouth with the back of my hand  while I heard Ruel call out my name. "Are you alr..." He couldn't finish his question because, as soon as he walked in the bathroom, he bursted out laughing. I wanted to get done with my mouth's cleaning and the mirror, but I couldn't hold it anymore and I laughed along with Ruel. "Wait, I need to take a picture of this." He pulled out his phone and took the photo while we both continued to laugh.

After my problem in the bathroom, Ruel and I got ready for bed. I sneezed a few more times but thought it was probably allergies and that in the morning I would wake up feeling better.

"I posted the photo I took on my Instagram story and fans are going crazy." He giggled as we laid down in bed trying to fall asleep.

"Oh god, why did you do that?" I giggled. Ruel rarely posts about our relationship in his main account, we try to keep it as privately as possible. We had both agreed that we didn't want to put everything on social media. That's why it surprised me.

"Well, I thought it was very funny and it is just some content to keep them busy. Also, even though you are not facing the camera, you look very pretty." He kissed the top of my head.

"It's my back, Ruel." I chuckled, but he couldn't see that I was actually blushing.

"Shut up, everything about you is beautiful. Now, let's go to sleep because a long bus trip awaits for us tomorrow. I love you." He kissed my head again as I answered him.

Ruel was on tour and we hadn't seen each other for two months and a half when I decided to join him. I was done with school and Ruel had only two weeks left of the tour in the states. His first concert in the country was in New York City, that was when I joined him, and Ruel asked for two free days in the city so we could spend them together. It was my first time in the states and Ruel knew how badly I wanted to travel to New York, so during those two days we explored the city in every way possible. Being close to winter in that city, the weather was very cold. I love winter and cold weather, while Ruel hates it but, jumping from my hometown's summer-almost temperatures to New York's low ones, got me sick.

I woke up the following morning due to Ruel's calling. "Babe, come on, get up, we have half an hour before we need to be downstairs." He was sitting on the edge of my side of the bed. He kissed my forehead as I tried to adapt my eyes to the change of lightning. He got up and walked to the bathroom. I tried to move and stretch my body on the bed but, as I did so, I felt every part of it sore. I brushed it off believing I probably slept in a weird position and therefore I was contractured. I got up and prepared myself for the day. I tried to move quickly to not be late, but my feet felt heavy and I couldn't move them as I wanted to. Also, every movement I did, it bothered me. 

"Are you ready?" I only had enough energy to nod in response to Ruel's question. "Are you alright, y/n?" He asked, walking closer to me and cupping my face with his large hands.