Sunflower

Chapter 4

"Pezzy~ Pezzy, wake up." That's the first thing Pezzy heard when his eyes fluttered open to see Droid in front of him. Droid had his hand on the top of Pezzy's head, looking at him with concern pooling in his eyes. Why is he sleeping on the couch? Why is he not sleeping in his bed? Droid wondered. "You good bro?" Droid asked, and Pezzy could feel the hand resting on his hair, and he instantly felt himself get flustered. No one has ever had such a gentle touch with him before like that, so he didn't know how to handle it.

Clearing his throat, he sat up from his position, and he responded with; "Uh, y-yeah, I'm g-good. Why do you ask?"

Before Droid could respond to Pezzy's answer, Grizzy came back with a reply. "Because you're sleeping on the couch, instead of sleeping in your bed, and you're running a fever."

Pezzy furrowed his eyebrows. A fever? ALREADY?! He asked himself. How in the hell is running a fever from only being in Texas for one day? Just one day! Then another part of his head replied with; Maybe it's from the lack of sleep you dumbass!

Ohhhh yeah. That's it.

Pezzy has only been getting a span of three hours of sleep for the last week. He guesses that it finally caught up to him, and kicked him in the ass. Well, that's just great. Just.. great. "Oh." Pezzy mumbled. How in the hell was he supposed to get this video out now? He's gonna let everyone down again. He really needs to get this video out.

"Yeah, no you're not. Leave the video alone for one day. You're gonna make yourself more sick." Droid said and Pezzy looked up at him in confusion. How did he know about that? Pezzy asked himself.

"You're saying your thoughts out loud." Grizzy replied. Pezzy groaned and fell back on the couch. He really is sick. He never says his thoughts out loud. He would be rather caught dead than have his thoughts be out in public. Especially the thoughts he had about what Droid did with waking him up.

"Pezzy, I'm pretty sure your subscribers will understand if the video is one day late, because you're sick." Droid reassured him, with this soft voice.

Pezzy wanted to argue with him, but that would conserve too much of his energy -- energy that he didn't have at this moment, so he just let it go, with a soft groan. "Fine. I'll work on it tomorrow." Pezzy muttered, loud enough for only Droid and the wind to hear.

"Good," Droid smiled. Then cleared his throat. "Now, stay here, get some rest, Grizzy will get you some breakfast when he's done cooking, and after you finish eating, you'll take some medicine, and then you're gonna sleep for the day." Droid continued.

Pezzy was in shock. How was he supposed to respond to this? He has never had someone care for him when he's sick like this... well other than his mother. His friends in Pennsylvania never once checked on him to see if he was alright when he was sick, so to have Droid doing this for him, made something in his heart twinge. Just a little bit. Pezzy thinks Droid is cute whenever he cares. Wait-- wait... what?

Shaking his head, and exhaling a breath out. Pezzy, stop thinking like that! He's your best friend! Pezzy yelled in his head, and he was so glad that this time it was in his goddamn head and not out loud. He would rather crawl into a hole and die than Droid ever finding out about what he just thought about him.

GOD THAT IS SO EMBARRASSING!

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Now three p.m. still laying on the couch, phone in his hand (scrolling through the toxic app on his phone a.k.a Twitter), using the TV as white noise to drown out the silence, since Droid and Grizzy were upstairs in their offices either editing on a video or streaming.. Hell maybe even both, he doesn't know. Puffer was supposed to be coming over with Megan later to hang out with them, maybe go out to get some food, or just play a game with them. But the going out for food was only if Pezzy was feeling better. To which he was. He's been feeling better for the last two hours. And now he's bored.

So goddamn bored.

The silence is really deafening.

Hearing a knock at the front door, Pezzy unwrapped himself out of the blanket burrito Droid had him wrapped up in... apparently had him wrapped up in too tightly, because when he got himself unwrapped he fell face first into the living room floor.

"OW!" Pezzy yelled, before he stood back up. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he walked over to the door, opened it, to see Puffer and Megan just like he expected.

"Damn, Pezzy, you look like shit." that was the first thing Puffer said to him, as soon as Pezzy opened the door. Megan smacked Puffer on the shoulder. "Ow! I was just saying." Puffer responded to Megan's slap, as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Thanks, Puffer, so I've been told." Pezzy replied with sarcasm lacing his voice.

"Oh, you're welcome." Puffer said as he walked past Pezzy into the house.

"You feeling okay, hun?" Megan asked Pezzy in concern, as she stepped inside the house. Pezzy nodded to her question.

"Yeah, I'm feeling a whole lot better than I was this morning." Pezzy replied.

"That's good." Megan smiled, as she walked more into the house, following her boyfriend.

Sighing softly, Pezzy closed the front door, and walked back towards the couch, and sat back down in his spot. Grabbing his phone from the other side of the cushion, he continued to scroll through Twitter, as he heard footsteps coming down the steps. "What's sup fuckers?!" Puffer yelled to both Grizzy and Droid as they came down the steps.

"Hey, Puffer." Droid greeted him back. Droid sat down on the couch next to Pezzy, shoulders inches from touching each other (and Pezzy almost tensed up, keep in mind), while Grizzy sat on the other side of the couch.

"So, have you guys decided if you're going on the trip or not?" Puffer asked, as he and Megan sat down next to Grizzy.

Pezzy looked up from his phone in confusion. Trip? He asked himself. "What trip?" he asked, voice his thoughts out loud.

Puffer looked over at Pezzy. "The trip to Canada." Puffer told him, as it was obvious, and Pezzy still looked over at him in confusion, as he didn't know what the hell Puffer was really talking about. Groaning, putting his hand to his face and he asked. "Did these two idiots not tell you about the trip when you got here?"

Pezzy shook his head. "No."

Puffer looked over at Droid and Grizzy, about to yell at them, before he got the chance to Droid spoke up first. "In our defense! We forgot!"

Puffer groaned in annoyance. Pezzy slightly giggled at his anger. "Have you decided or not?" he asked as he was trying not to get angry at the two morons sitting next to him.

"Yes, we decided to go." Grizzy said.

Droid looked over to Pezzy and asked, "What about you Pezzy, you wanna go?"

Pezzy looked over and about lost his mind, when Droid was staring right at him. Oh god, how can he just stare at me like that? Pezzy asked himself. "Y-yeah. I'll go." Pezzy stuttered, and that made him curse in his head. Pezzy hopes this trip will be fun, as he hasn't been to Canada before. And he'll get to meet Smii7y and Matt too for the first time, so that'll be fun for him.

"Well, that's great. The trip is in three weeks. So you dumbasses, better get prepared." Puffer told them.

Pezzy sighed softly. Maybe, oh just maybe, he'll finally feel like himself when he's in Canada. He had the time of his life last night, he just hopes that feeling will last, while he's in Canada. He needs to be happy. He just needs to.