The Boys Preferences, Imagines///Book 2

Fainted - Mully

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Being both Mully's girlfriend and part of his management is really, really rough. Sure, it's fun and really exciting, but having to deal with his chaotic energy while making sure he has a... Decent reputation is hard.

Recently, I've been helping his editors edit, calling the merch lines, attending meetings with all of management, taking care of all his pets, and being his mental support. It's not only physically exhausting, but it's mentally exhausting.

I've not had much sleep or have eaten proper meals lately because of all of this work and have been staying awake and sane on endless amounts of caffeine. And today was a day where I'd tag along with the boys as they recorded some sort of chaos.

I mainly stood with Dose, my eyes trained on the crazy shit in front of me. I had a light headache this morning, but I'd been ignoring it until now.

The pain just grew worse and worse, my vision began to blur at the the same time as the room has started to spin, my head felt light, I felt nauseated. "Will..." I called weakly and quietly, making Dose turn to me just as my legs gave out. Kevin caught me, as he had come over to change the batteries in one of the tools. "Mully!" I heard Kevin yell, even though it seemed so far away. My vision started to cloud and my head pounded along with my heart...

And finally, I lost consciousness...

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I woke up in a King sized bed with a warm, damp washcloth on my forehead. It seemed like forever when I was able to peel my eyes open. As soon as the slightest seep of the florescent light from the ceiling reached my eyes they slammed shut once more. And once they did, I realized how much my head ached. A groan left my lips and as soon as the sound left my body, I felt a large hand cover mine.

Just with how big the hand was and how it became very sweaty as it trembled, I knew it was William. His hands tended to get sweaty when he got nervous or scared. I tilted my head in the direction of where he would probably be sat. "Will?" I murmured, not willing to opening my eyes for another sting from the light.

A soft voice hushed me and a gentle squeeze was sent to my hand. "Will... What happened?" I asked softly, making the bed shift slightly, "You passed out," Mully's voice filled my ears, his tone dripping with nerves as it shook with fear.

Mully wasn't one to be sappy or anything, but when it came to me, he let his asshole persona down and was sweet and timid.

"Are you okay?" He asked softly, his voice making me open my eyes and force them open so I could see his face. He had a concerned look as his eyes were slightly glossed with tears that weren't going to fall. "Just a bit of a headache, but yeah, I'm fine," I whispered, looking into his puppy brown eyes. "When's the last time you've eaten something?" He asked, "Had some bread and crackers this morning, and no, it's not like a eating disorder, babes, it's just... I haven't really had the time to eat full meals lately," I said, moving to lay on my side to face him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" His voice sounded so betrayed...

"You've been busy too, Will. And don't you fuckin dare start to blame yourself because you know it's not your fault. You hear me?" I say firmly, sitting up and taking of the washcloth from my head. Mully only nodded in response, the same concerned and betrayed look in his face remaining.

I sighed before cuddling and curling up into his chest, "I love you, Will... I'll be better at this, okay? I promise I'll be better," I say as he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me close to him. He just nodded and kissed my forehead. "Love you, too," He whispered.

From that day on, we were closer and never skipped a meal together ever again.