~sidemen oneshots~

Rough night

//kshaw//

TW: mentions of anxiety?
Mainly hurt/comfort tbh but lemme know if I need to add any!

Word count: 1196

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It's been a long day.
JJ had just finished up in a recording studio and was making his way home, the 2am streets of London were relatively quiet considering it was a Tuesday.
He was thankful for his Uber drivers silence, the radio hummed gently as he scrolled through his phone noting everything he'd missed for the past few hours.
Something that caught his eye however was the messages from Harry.
He tries not to let himself get too worried too fast.

A couple of months ago after a bad night JJ asked why Harry hadn't just called him to which he learned that Harry felt like a burden for interrupting his sessions. He tried to make a deal with the other, if something happened it didn't matter where JJ was or what he was doing, Harry should call him.

Thinking of that conversation briefly JJ clicks onto the messages.

12:06 am

Harry: hi love, are you around?
Harry: wait nvm just remembered you're in the studio
Harry: I'm going to go to yours if that's alright?
Harry: I'm fine don't worry
Harry: if you see this and you're on you're way home but don't want me here tonight that's fine just lmk and I can leave
Harry: sorry I'll stop texting now

12:43 am

Harry: I left you food in the fridge, please eat if you haven't already <3
Harry: I love you baby

JJ feels his face crack out into a grin as he sees Harry's mind unravel within the messages.
A warm feeling settles in his chest at the knowledge his boyfriend is at home, probably in his bed, scrolling through his phone and waiting for him.
He decides against responding, now coming to the conclusion that he's almost definitely probably asleep. JJ rests his eyes and waits for the car to pull up to his flat.

Unlocking the door to his and Simons flat he doesn't expect to come face to face with what he does.
He kicks off his shoes in the hallway before making his way through to the living room. There he finds an awake Simon combing a hand through a sleeping Harry's hair.
Simon looks up at the sudden noise.
"Jesus you scared me," he whispers.
JJ looks at the two of them confused.
He obviously knew this wasn't anything weird or dodgy, Harry's far too affectionate for JJ to feel jealous over anyone who ever gets to touch him. What was concerning him however was the clear tear tracks on his boyfriends face.
"What happened?" JJ whispers back, voice urgent as he makes his way across the room, dropping any of the bags he was holding to the floor of the entrance softly.
Simon looks down at the boys head resting in his lap.
"Rough night," is what he comes to.
JJ glances up at him questioningly,
"Why didn't he call?" He asks.
Simon raises his one free hand in defence, "I tried, he said not to," he says honestly.
JJ frowns at this.
He replaces Simons hand with his own, running it through the others hair softly yet a little firmer than the other. Harry stirs at this.
"J?" His voice just about breaks JJs heart, hoarse and tired sounding.
"Hi gorgeous," JJs voice is soft, how it only ever gets when talking with the younger.
Simon takes his cue to leave, gently lifting Harry's head from his lap and resting it back on the sofa before making his way to his room.
JJ continues to stroke a hand over Harry's cheek as Harry wakes up slightly.
"Come on love," he says gently and helps the other up to get to his room.

JJ shuts the door after leaving Harry on his bed, the boy in question has begun rubbing at his probably stinging eyes by the looks of it.
"What time is it?" He mumbles, JJ checks his wrist.
"Around 2," he answers the other, bracing himself to ask what happened.
Harry only nods, stretching his back a little before reaching out and making grabby hands to the other. JJ huffs a laugh at this, not being able to help the fond smile spread on his features as he walks over to the other and engulfs him in a hug.
He kisses the top of his head.
"You alright lovely?" JJ asks, the anxiety he was trying to mask creeps into his voice lightly.
Harry nods into his chest, Jj knows instantly that means no.
"Haz?" He pushes as if the boy hadn't given him a reponse yet.
Harry shakes his head this time and JJ pulls him tighter.
Harry's shoulders begin to shake and JJ feels a pain bloom in his chest at the sound of the soft cries of his boyfriend, hating just how quiet the other boy can make himself even when he's so distressed.
"Hey, hey love its alright," he coos rubbing a comforting hand up and down the others back.
When Harry's cries get a bit harsher he rocks them gently back and forth, instructing the other to take a deep breath.
They eventually calm down, much to JJs relief.
"What's happened?" JJ questions keeping his voice light and soothing.
"I saw some comments from the last video and I know you tell me not to look at them- and I never do but- these were so bad and my anxiety was already off on one and-" JJ cuts the anxious ramble off.
"Shh, it's alright my love," his words bring Harry a sense of calm.
"Now, what else?" JJ asks knowing there's more to this.
Harry hesitates.
"My doctor put off re-filling my prescription for three days now so I haven't had my meds in a week, my brain feels all jumbled and weird," his voice is quiet, JJ squeezes tighter.
"Why didn't you call me?" JJ bites the bullet.
It's quiet for a moment as Harry thinks of his answer.
"It wasn't urgent," is what he comes up with.
"Baby you're crying," is JJs response.
Harry shrugs at this, "eh, crying builds character," the phrase is said with a huffed laugh but void of any joy, JJs face turns sour as he thinks of where the saying came from, knowing it wasn't a thought from his Harry.
"Fuck that, if you cry you call alright?" He says straightforwardly, leaving no room for argument.
Harry nods, pressing himself further into JJ.
"Thanks j," Harry's voice is a whisper.
"Of course my love," JJ kisses the others forehead.

"Now, let's go to bed it's late." JJ shifts slightly. They settle down for the night, Harry tucked under JJs arm, both with a warm feeling of contentment settling in their chests.

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a/n

hi
hahahaha i'm so sorry i've been off the grid!! trying to get back into working on requests.
motivation = under the ground level low
anyways how are we all? how was this?
tbh i needed some of this level hurt/comfort so hurt/comfort people come get y'all's juice

have a great day <3