drummer boy | r.h.

* nine *

// ALRIGHT. I have a general idea of where Im gonna take this story now. Added a little bit of drama to this chapter just to keep things interesting until shit starts getting real. This chapter is also gonna be pretty short. But chapter 10 will be long like the rest of them and shit will get interesting again I promise!! //

"Y/n/n. Hey, wake up loser" The sound of Ben's voice, soft and raspy as if he had just woken up, snapped you out of your dreams, causing you to groan. You slowly opened your eyes as Ben gently shook you, calling out to you again. "What Ben?" You paused, looking at Ben with confusion. 

Why were you with Ben? Why were you sleeping in jeans? Why did your entire body hurt?

"Ben?" You sat up, your head immediately starting to throb and the room beginning to spin. "Ah fuck!" You cried out, holding your head in agony as you closed your eyes. "Hey, hey, hey! Lay back down" Ben gently pushed you back down, making sure your head hit a pillow. "You don't remember a thing from last night do you?" You shook your head, looking around as you opened your eyes again and squinted at the bright lights. You were on Ben's couch in the basement, Rodrick passed out under a blanket next to you. Finn was on the floor, out like a light as he held onto one of Ben's sweatshirts. Ben had cleaned up most of the mess, but there were still a few red solo cups and cigarette butts littering the area. "We had a party.." You mumbled and Ben chuckled, helping you sit up. "You got drunk as all hell. We all did. How ya feeling?" You groaned, leaning against him with a dramatic huff. "You want some Asprin?" You nodded and laid back down, Ben standing up as you scooted closer to Rodrick. "Wake that loser up, I'm gonna make some breakfast and get all three of you Asprin" Ben kneeled down next to Finn, giving him a small nudge. "Pst. Hey, Finn. Finn wake up."

You rolled over so you and Rodrick were facing each other as he slept and you began to admire him, his hair a mess, and mouth hung open slightly as tiny little snores escaped him. You reached up and gently began to run your fingers through his dark brown hair, blinking harshly in an attempt to calm your head down. "Rodricckkkk" You pressed a few kisses to his forehead, twirling a strand of his hair in your fingers as he began to stir. "Mom fuck off.." He mumbled, rolling onto his back. You let out a giggle, pecking his cheek. "I'm not your mom loser. Wake up" He opened his eyes and turned his head towards you, squinting at the light. "Holy shit my head..." He rolled back onto his side so he was facing you, pulling you into his arms and burying his face in your hair. "I feel horrible.." He complained, holding you tight. "I know me too. Come on get up. Ben's making breakfast"  You sat up, pulling him with you and laughing as he let out a dramatic groan. "Nooo! Cuddle with me" With a playful roll of your eyes, you watched as he slowly let himself collapse onto you, his head resting on your shoulder as his eyes fluttered closed again. "Babbyyy.." He whined. Ben came back downstairs, three water bottles and a pill bottle in hand. "Here guys. I've got Aspirin and water" Rodrick shot up like a weed, reaching for the pills. "Me first me first. I think I'm gonna puke" Ben handed out the waters, all three of you downing the maximum dose of aspirin you could take. Finn was sitting on the floor in a ball, back against the couch as he buried himself in Ben's sweatshirt which was about 3 sizes too big on the small boy. "I'm gonna make you guys some breakfast. You guys can chill here until your hangovers are gone" And with that, Ben headed back upstairs, going into 'mom friend' mode as he ignored his own hangover to take care of you, Rodrick, and Finn. Finn was right behind him, slowly shuffling after him as he blinked harshly, the bright light making his head pound. "Ben..wait for me.."

Rodrick looked at you, finally starting to wake up as he smiled. "Last night was fun" You chuckled, holding the bridge of your nose and wincing in pain at the headache. "Was it? I don't remember a thing.." Rodrick wrapped his arm around you and gently pulled you into him so your head fell onto his shoulder. "That's what happens when you get blackout drunk" He chuckled, rubbing circles into the small of your back with his pointer finger. "How ya feeling beautiful?" You groaned, rubbing your eyes in exhaustion. Your head was throbbing, your temples burning like someone had stabbed you and was digging the knife around. Your head constantly felt like it was being squeezed and was gonna burst at any moment, the room still spinning slightly. The bright fluorescent lights of Ben's basement didn't make them any better.  "Like I got hit by a fucking train.." Rodrick smiled, slowly standing up. "Good! That means your body's kicking the alcohol out. After drinking as much as you did last night, if you didn't feel like death right now that'd be a problem" He held his hand out to you, running his other hand through his hair. "Now come on, let's go get you some food. You need it" As you stood up you grabbed onto Rodrick's biceps to keep yourself upright. "Everything is spinning like a fucking merry-go-round.." He pressed a kiss to your nose, holding your waist tightly to keep you up. "Your head will chill out in a minute babe don't worry. Come here" He wrapped his arms around you, gently picking you up. "Mmmn.." You let out another groan of pain and let your head fall onto his shoulder as you wrapped your legs around his waist. "Sshh, just rest princess. I got you" You buried your face in your boyfriend's neck, breathing in the sweet scent of his cologne as you let your eyes shut again.