Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Theories

I was tired. I’ll admit that. Life had been a lot lately, and people couldn't stop getting sick for some reason. It could be really taxing to be around the ill and injured all day.

At least I know I have Aris when the day’s over. And sometimes when it isn't.

Already having dried, I slipped on my first available clothes before finding him at dinner. With a halfhearted sigh, I sat beside him, resting my head on his shoulder as he handed me my meal.

“Rough day?”

“Yeah. Rough day,”I sighed.

“I take it you're going to bed after this?”

“Yeah. I need it,”I nodded, pulling my head up but placing my hand in his.

“I’ll be with you shortly after. I just have to finish up something for Vince.”

“You can stay up later if you want,”I assured him.

“It's fine. I’d rather be with you.”

“Even if I’m just asleep?”

“Yes. Even if you're just sleeping.”

“Ugh, I swear you two make me sick.”

“Huh?”I asked, looking over at Minho.

“I would feel better if you guys would just make out in public at this point. Anything but all the cute lovey dovey stuff.”

“Just to clarify, you’d prefer we make out in front of you instead of just holding hands? That's what you're saying?”I pointed out.

“At this point, yeah. It’d be easier to eat with that than what you two are doing.”

“I mean I’d be willing to test that theory. What about you, Aris? Would you?”I suggested, looking over at him.

“I certainly have no problem with that,”He shrugged.

“No complaints either?”

“Nope. Not one.”

“I’m gonna go find Thomas before I barf up my meal,”He told us, standing up to go find him. Letting out a small laugh, I shook my head a little at the way literally anything we did would make him physically ill. On the bright side, he walked away because of it. As long as I don't have to deal with him, I don't care.

“You still up to test that theory?”He whispered in my ear.

“When we're alone, sure. We can test that theory,”I promised.

“Yay.”

“Yeah. Yay,”I echoed, slipping my hand out his to eat.