Oneshots

Overheated (P)

So, recently I overheated and threw up, and it was awful, I never want to experience that again, but I decided that I'd use it. So this story will have little elements that I experienced. Including the extreme temperature thing. I get really hot and cold really easily. Turn pain into a story :)

Grayson never thought he'd be here right now. Clay decided an SMP-wide meetup was a good idea, and here they all were, sitting in the living room of an Air B&B. Everyone was there besides Clay and everyone was conversing, besides Grayson.

Why was he there? The others were so much closer than him. Like, the Sleepy Bois, the Feral Bois, the Bench Trio, he decided he didn't belong there. But when he heard the doorbell faintly, and no one else moved, he decided to go get the door.

He slowly walked and kept thinking about everyone. Clay had planned the whole thing. He had invited everyone. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone. He invited every single person who's ever logged in, although some people were busy.

Clay of course invited George and Sapnap, as well as Sam, Ponk, Bad, Tommy, Toby, Fundy, Luke, Zak, Wilbur, Schlatt, Eret, Jack, Niki, Alex, Karl, Techno, Ant, and Grayson himself. Callahan, Alyssa, HBomb, Ninja, and everyone else was all too busy to come.

Grayson sighed as he got to the door. He quietly opened the door only to be on the floor the next second.
"Hi, Gray," Clay muttered. Grayson sighed.
"Hi, Clay." The two stood up and they stood there for a minute staring at each other.

Grayson cleared his throat.
"Clay, why am I here? The rest of you are so much closer than I am." Clay frowned.
"Gray, you're my brother I'm not just not gonna invite you to hang out with us..?" Grayson sighed.
"Sorry." Clay's frown deepened. He stepped forward and hugged his brother.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. I'm just glad you actually came. Now, where are the others?"

Grayson walked Clay to the living room where everyone was and everybody cheered. Once everyone said hello Clay sat on one of the couches and patted the couch between his legs looking at Grayson.

Grayson frowned. None of the SMP knew they were siblings, or even very close, so he was skeptical but followed his brother's instructions anyway. He knew how persistent his brother really was.

He sat down on the floor between his legs and felt Clay start to play with his hair. Gray sighed gratefully and leaned back. He didn't realize how tired he really was. He sighed again and his eyes closed.

Clay's POV

I watched happily as he fell asleep. He doesn't tell me, but I know he's been losing sleep. We sat there for a while longer talking when I started getting hot, but I was in a t-shirt and pants, Grayson was in a sweatshirt and joggers.

Oh no. Grayson shot awake and started panting heavily. I panicked.
"Gray! Gray, listen to me, listen to me, you're ok, ok, deep breaths bud, you're just gonna make yourself lightheaded." He wouldn't listen, his breaths just sped up and became more irregular.

I panicked more. I looked up and everyone's concerned faces and sighed.
"Someone turn the air down a lot please and someone else get a bucket and water please." I looked back down to Grayson who was still panting.