𝚏𝚊𝚔𝚎. | Kryoz

14 - 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆

I was about an hour away from being back at Smitty's, or our house. I was excited to see him again, and he was too. I missed being in the same house as him. It was fun. 

I was just about there, listening to random songs that weren't even on my playlist because of how long I had been driving for. I smiled when I got a phone call from the one and only, Johnny Boi. 

"Sup bitch." I chuckled slightly. 

"Hi, Ray!" He responds happily. "How is your drive?"

"Well, I don't have much longer, and I am tired as fuck. So, not very good, but I am excited to be back home." I smile at the thought. "How's it going for you?"

"Um, I can't sleep so I am calling people to try and get me to sleep." He said shyly. 

"How the fuck am I supposed to help you sleep?" I question. 

"I don't know, your voice is calming." He dragged out his words. I laughed. 

"Fine, but uh, what do you want me to talk about?" 

"Anything." He chuckled. 

"I can talk about fucking history bro. I mean, I have Henry the Eighth on fucking lockdown." I smiled. 

"If it can put me to sleep and you can talk about him and shit, go ahead." He sighed. 

— ~ — ~ —

I did just that, talking about Henry and the history of his wives. I was parked in the driveway to the house now, still talking about random history facts with a sleepy John. I saw Smitty come outside after a while of me sitting there, and by that point John was almost asleep. 

Smitty had grabbed my shit from the back as I still talked to him, now sleeping. 

"Goodnight, Johnny." I muttered and smiled before hanging up the call. I exited the car, heading in the door where Smitty was waiting again. 

"Finally, damn!" He laughed as I entered. 

"It's not my fault I was told to get someone to sleep!" I said back to him. We smiled and hugged each other, us both not seeing each other in forever. 

"I fucking missed you." He muttered. 

"I missed you too." I smiled and we separated. "I'm tired as fuck, so I am gonna go to bed. I will see you in the morning. Love you!" I said and grabbed my things, walking to my room. 

"Love you too, Ray!" He said back. I smiled, almost at my room. Did I have anything to do in there? No. It would be really easy to fall asleep, having no distractions. Well, or I thought no distractions. 

My phone rung in my pocket again, I pulled it out and looked at it. I smiled and shook my head slightly when I saw John's contact again. 

"Yes?" I laughed slightly. 

"I woke up again." He muttered, his voice low. 

"Jesus, is learning about Henry and his wives not boring enough?" I asked and he laughed. 

"No, I just woke up because I needed to piss, and then I couldn't fall back asleep." 

"Really John?" I asked, sounding like a didn't believe him. 

"Yeah!" He defended himself. "Why do you not believe me?" He groaned, causing me to laugh.

"I do! What do you want me to do now though?" 

"I don't fucking know. Are you inside now?" He asked and I smiled. 

"Yeah, why?"

"Where are you?"

"My room. I was gonna go to bed." I smile. 

"If we're dating, we gotta do coupley shit," he started. "Do you wanna like, sleep on call or something?"

"Sure?" I was hesitant, but okay with it.

"Yay! I get a sleeping buddy!" He was cheering. I laughed at him. 

"Well, you have to be quiet in order to sleep." I dragged out my words, laying down in my bed. He laughed slightly. 

"Fine. But we have to talk about random stupid shit though, otherwise I won't sleep. I don't know about you though." He was quiet. I smiled. 

"Alright. What stupid shit do you want to talk about?"

"Food and why we think it was made." He said and I burst out laughing immediately.

"Why the fuck do you want to talk about that?" I tried to contain my laughter.

"Because it's stupid!" He defended himself. I sighed, agreeing to what he wanted and talking about why food was made with him.  

— ~ — ~ —

The next morning, I woke up still on call with John. He was still sleeping by the time I got up, so I muted myself on call so I wouldn't be the one to wake him up.

"Ray, you up yet?" Jaren asked on the other side of my door.

"Yeah, hold on. I have to put pants on!" I shouted back and he laughed.

"Alright, but hurry up." He was still chuckling slightly when I finally made my way to leaving my room. He smiled when he saw me.

"Hi!" He waved, taking my arm and bringing me out to the kitchen.

"What do you want?" I asked him, eyeing him.

He didn't say anything, but he pulled out his phone and showed me a picture that he probably took this morning.

"Look at you two sleeping on call with one another!" He geeked.

"Oh my God, fuck off!" I said before laughing.

"What the fuck?" John asked from my phone.

"Damn I thought I was muted. Guess I wasn't. Sorry, John." I mutter.

"You're still on call with him?" He asked and my cheeks flushed. "I have blackmail! Lets fucking go!" He smiled.

"Fucking fuck off Jaren!" I smiled.

"I still have no fucking idea what you bitches are talking about." Johns words sounding like a groan.

"Smitty has photos of us sleeping on call together." I state flatly and Smitty starts laughing again. I sigh and roll my eyes, walking away and going to my room again.

— ~ — ~ —

"Sorry for waking you up again." I whisper.

"It's fine, I was partially up anyways." He says and I smile.

"Okay, you can go back to bed if you want. I don't think imma do anything fun." I laugh lightly.

"Nah, I think imma stay up. I wanna hang out with you still." From what I could tell, he was still in his bed. I smiled again.