Sodapack Oneshots

Burn

Quick disclaimer: swearing

Liam was sprawled onto Bryce's bed, his eyes closed. He wasn't asleep, but he felt like he was starting to drift off. A few months ago, Liam had started writing small stories, often sharing them with his partner. Even if he was just beginning, Bryce complemented on how good they were, although there was some things he could still improve on. Eventually, Liam continued writing, getting better and better at it. He still remembered what Bryce said when he read the current chapter of his work so far. "Liam, one of these days, you could seriously become a famous author!" He smiled at the thought, wondering if that could ever possibly happen. But right now, he was feeling pretty tired from writing his next chapter, so he went into bed to take a nap.

As he felt like he was about to slip into a deep sleep, his eyes bolted open when he heard a loud yelp from the other room. "AAAUGHH! FUCK!", he heard. Liam sat up, he knew that had to be Bryce, who else would it be? He got out of bed, quickly running to the kitchen. "Bryce?", he called, stopping. He could smell something cooking, but he saw Bryce facing away from him, his back down a bit, and he was cursing as he clenched one of his hands with his arm.

Concerned, Liam immediately went over, now standing next to Bryce. "Hey, are you okay?", he asked, looking down at Bryce's hand. He gasped, now understanding what must've happened. There was a bright red spot on his hand, and Liam instinctively brought his over, putting it into his hands, gently rubbing the spot with his thumb. "Auugh...Liam...", Bryce groaned, looking up at him, his face scrunching up a bit. He took them off his for a second. "I'm sorry, did that hurt?", Liam asked worriedly. Bryce nodded slightly, letting out another groan. Liam looked over at the oven, seeing a pan that was slightly off the heating element. "Sorry if I woke you up...I was going to cook you something...then I accidently burned my hand..", Bryce explained. Liam shook his head, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't be sorry...", he said.

"Well, put that under some cold water...", Liam said, taking his hand over to the sink. Turning it on, he placed Bryce's hand under the tap. "I'll be right back..", he said, leaving for a minute to go to the bathroom. Liam rummaged through one of the cabinets, finding a roll of bandages. He went back over to Bryce, who turned his head, lifting his hand up from the water.

Liam gently held Bryce's hand in both of his, giving the spot a quick peck, before wrapping the bandage around it. Bryce smiled a little at this.

"There...", he said, finishing. "Thanks, man...", Bryce said, and Liam nodded. "How about we just sit down, we can worry about cooking later..", Liam suggested, taking Bryce's other hand and leading him to the couch. They both sat down, and Liam took his partner's bandaged hand, giving it small kisses, resting his head on Bryce's shoulder. The other smiled, closing his eyes as he rested his head against Liam's. 'Liam, what did I do to deserve you, seriously...', he thought to himself, feeling the gentle strokes against his hand.

For the rest of the night, it was just them resting on the couch together. And when it was finally time for them to eat, Liam made sure he'd cook the dinner this time.

Sorry if this one seemed a bit too short. And sorry for the large mention of hands, lmao