You will be my world (Ray Toro × reader) [REBOOTED]

I drown it out like I always do (c4)

"Good morning, my clover" Mikey whispers, gently shaking the soft body that was curled up on him. "You need to get up my love, its 11 and you have the therapist appointment in two hours."

Velvet rubs her eyes harshly trying her hardest to wake up. "Morning, Mikey fucking Way." She yawns propping herself up slightly. "What how do you know how about the appointment? And when did I get to bed!?" Panic pulses through Velvet's veins, she had promised herself she wouldn't get black-out drunk again. It never ends well for her, but here she is again- at least she woke up by Mikey's side. Where she knew she was safe.

"Hey, hey don't stress, I carried you into bed last night. You were in safe hands I promise. And you told me about the appointment last night an hour or so after the show. You didn't talk about it too much, you just mentioned how washed up you were feeling and how you were dying for this to work for you. And I hope it does too, I hate seeing you feel crappy, I love you Velvet, with all my heart, and your wish is my command. And if you're upset over anything, even minor I want you to tell me okay?"

Velvet's heart shatters into a million pieces, she wants to tell him about how she's feeling about Ray but she knows she shouldn't. It's just a crush. Right? Maybe it's not even a crush, maybe just a strong platonic feeling. She removes a couple of strands of hair from her face that had become stuck to her during the unknown activities of the night.

"Of course I will, now come on, we need to get up and I want to get out of this grotty shirt. I can smell myself and it's not a pleasant smell." She gags, nudging the man beside her so she can slide out too.

"I will give you some privacy, I will see you in a minute." He smiles sweetly before closing the door behind him. Vee dangles off the bunk and grabs a random checkered skirt and black t-shirt from under the bed, then slowly returns to the cramped bed and closes the piss yellow curtain to give herself some privacy if someone else was still in bed.

"Oh good morning Lense! How are you feeling today?" Ray chimes after hearing the curtain re-open after Velvet had some how managed to get changed in the small space. Vee didn't even flinch at Ray popping out of nowhere, she- and the guys had pretty much no sense of personal space after living in a small, shitty bus for so long.

"Rough how about you?"

"I'm good as always, regretting chugging that beer last night though, that was.... definitely an experience." He smacks his mouth together and then pulls a sour face "I can still fucking taste it. oh my god it's so bad."

"Oh god don't even get me started on what I can taste. In fact, what happened last night? I don't remember anything, I remember cracking open a few beers and whiskys and from there, I have no clue." Velvet jumps onto Ray's cramped bunk, preying it's not covered in something gross like sick....or worse. "Try to explain quick though you're due in half an hour."

"Okay, let me think about this for a sec... So you told Mikey about the phone call that you have at one, you and Frankie went off at one-point and was gone for a good half an hour, then you came back got really drunk, you absolutely smashed Mario kart on your Nintendo and beat your high score by loads. You wouldn't really talk to me or Mikey that much after so long, you weren't rude, I just- I dunno to be honest. I'm a bit hazy myself, I know I went to bed at 4 because I feel like shit. I'm sure I heard someone wanking which was terrifying, I honestly didn't know what to do so I just faced my wall and prayed for sleep."

Velvet's stomach suddenly feels acidic, the small word spinning faster and faster, her temperature reaching unknown sky high spikes. She quickly throws herself off the bed and breaks into a sprint, desperate to find the first window going, which, unfortunately, was the lounge where all the guys were sitting drinking their morning coffee together.