Colby Brock Centric Oneshots

Break in

A loud crash resounded throughout the house managing to wake up Colby. He bolted upright within his bed, the fact that the crash had woken him up was surprising considering he was a heavy sleeper. He tried to get rid of the sleep-filled haziness that clouded his vision as his eyes flickered to his alarm clock wildly only to find that it was 12:30 AM. Nobody else was home but him at least that he knew of and Sam was staying the night with Elton so that the two could film a video tomorrow. They'd invited him as well and as much as he'd wanted to go he knew how much editing he needed to work on. Besides the fact that Sam was gone the blond also had never made a noise anywhere near this loud. He couldn't shake the feeling of danger but his curiosity got the better of him as quietly got out of his cozy bed. Carefully he crept towards the door only clad in the blue shorts he wore to bed. His door was cracked open but only enough for him to peek his head out.

It was dark in a way that made it hard for his crystal colored eyes to adjust too but when they did he was able to make out the silhouette of a man near the window downstairs. His breath caught in his throat fearfully as he brought a shaking hand to his mouth. It effectively stifled any noises he made out of dread. The window-breaking must have been what had roused him out of sleep as well as how the man got in.

Silently he backed away from the door feeling his lip quiver from stress as his slender frame shook. He was alone and he'd never been good in stressful situations. It wasn't as if he could just talk the man into leaving either. He'd seen these types of incidents on television and interfering with people like this never ended well. The man hadn't expected anyone to be home by the looks of things and as much as he wanted to interfere he knew it wouldn't end well.

After a moment of being lost in his thoughts, he was brought back to the reality of things when he heard swift footsteps from downstairs. It would only be a matter of time before the man would make it up here and he knew it. He had to find somewhere, anywhere to hide. The overwhelming sensation of anxiety had him biting at his lip as he looked around his room.

He couldn't hide under his bed as tiny as he was he was also fairly tall which would make it incredibly difficult to hide.

His dressers and shelves didn't provide nearly enough cover for him.

And his computer desk and computer chair wouldn't be any help in hiding.

He mentally berated himself for having such a barren room. He'd spent so much time focusing on posters and decorations that he had never thought of anything else. Which meant that the best place to hide was in his closet. As he made his way inside of it he could only hope that the man wouldn't find him.

Quieting down he strained his ears to listen to his surroundings. After confirming that the man was still downstairs and not making any moves on coming his way he fumbled with his phone. Eventually, he came upon Sam's contact and gave a small smile despite the situation.

If anyone could help him it was Sam. He just hoped the blond was still awake. Once he turned his volume down in fear of giving away his position he finally called.

It rang once,

Twice,

Panic rose as it rang three times. Sam wasn't going to answer he was going to have to deal with this alone. At least he thought until he heard the blond's voice.

''Hey Colb's,'' He could hear a faint yawn that the older man had tried to hide. It still caused guilt to well up within him knowing that he had probably woken Sam up.

''S-Sam..'' He whispered.

He was panicking and he knew that Sam could probably tell. Could just picture the pale-skinned blue-eyed wonder as blond brows creased in concern.

''Colby?'' When he failed to reply the blond tried again with more desperation, ''Colby what's wrong?''

He gazed out of the thin gaps of his closet. The moonlight shining through the nearby window in his room and illuminating what features could be seen. He could hear the man's voice from downstairs. Although the conversation carried on as though the man was talking to himself or a phone call. His fingers gripped the closet as he tried to calm himself to answer Sam.

''..Someone's here Sam''

'' What do you mean? Your sure it's not Jake or Corey? ''

''Positive,'' He breathed out '' I looked.. a man broke the window I-I he hasn't seen me yet I don't think. ''

''Are you alone?''

'' Yeah,'' he confirmed getting more nervous as the seconds went by.

''Shit,'' He heard Sam murmur shakily. '' Okay.. Elton's calling the police. And I- I'll be there soon. You'll be okay I promise''

Before he could even object to Sam driving to him the blonde was saying soothing words and saying a string of I love you's to which he returned. It eased him for a while until he heard footsteps coming closer.

'' Is someone here?'' The man called tauntingly.

It was clear that the man had reached his room at this point and that alone frightened him. He pulled the phone away from his ear and took one last look at it as Sam's voice came from it before regretfully ending the call.

As much as he'd wanted Sam on the phone with him he knew he had to be tactical about what he was doing. And staying on the phone would have given away his position.

Ever so carefully he crept further into the closet so his figure wouldn't be seen through the cracks.

The man took a few more threatening steps inside of his room before grinning.

'' I know someone's in here, '' The statement alone had the air around him becoming stail in its wake. '' And lucky for you I have all the time in the world. ''

What felt like a good ten minutes or so passed as the man trashed the bedroom while looking for him. Before eventually halting right in front of his closet. Tears welled up in his eyes as he held his breath in suspense while looking down into his lap.

The door was slowly pried open almost teasingly.

''Well, would you look who I found.''

He grit his teeth slightly as he finally opened his eyes to meet the face of the attacker. Only for them to widen as Corey snuck up behind the man and punched him.

----Time Skip---

He was engulfed in a hug as soon as the blond had dashed into his room. Gentle hands carded through his chestnut brown hair as he nuzzled his head into Sam's shoulder. He felt tears leaking onto his shoulder as the blond spoke.

'' When you hung up... I-I thought I'd lost you. ''

''I'm sorry I scared you I just didn't want him to find me.'' He apologized quietly as Sam looked towards Corey with a raised brow.

'' I thought you said nobody else was here.''

'' Nobody was,'' he chuckled quietly '' Corey showed up just as the guy found me. ''

The blond broke apart from him in favor of thanking Corey. The dark-haired man only grinned before cutting off Sam with the reassurance that he'd do it anytime.

And eventually, sirens rang throughout as the police came. Flashing red and blue lit up the house as the colors peeked through the windows. The man had been handcuffed and was being escorted out.

Once evreything had been sorted out he felt Sam's gaze on him.

''Remind me to never leave you alone again.'' The blond said before placing a kiss atop of brown hair.