It Was Always You

Your Side of the Bed

Prompt (from otpprompts on Tumblr): Imagine your OTP going on a road trip together. They aren't together at the time and when they arrive at the motel for the night, there's only one bed.

I've had this one written for a really long time and I'm sorry I haven't posted in forever.

"You're such a stupid moron." Adam gives Blake a long, hard stare, trying his best not to crack a smile at the country singer peering at him over the back of the passenger seat. Blake turns around and proceeds to raise both middle fingers over his head. Adam quickly slaps them down.

"Put that shit away," he says. 

"Maybe we should have taken our own vehicle." Gwen winks as she turns to Pharrell in the last row of seats. "They can't keep their hands off each other."

"What else is new?" Pharrell says.

"Don't worry, they'll have all the time they need to themselves once we get to the hotel," Carson chimes in.

Adam ignores the running joke and asks, "How are we rooming again?"

"We've got Gwen in her own room, Pharrell and I together, and I thought you two would-"

"Whoa, no way am I sleeping anywhere near that." Adam shoots a glance toward Blake.

"I thought it would just make sense to put you two together," Carson finishes, sounding apologetic.

"No worries Carson," Blake says. "It'll be just like rooming with a girl. In the mornin' he'll have to do his makeup, pick out somethin' to wear to match his eyes..."

Adam rolls his eyes but doesn't say anything, remembering in the back of his mind what Blake's gone through lately. He knows it must be hard for him to crack jokes like that with the divorce still fresh and the wounds still open. He smiles despite it though, secretly proud of the country singer for seeming to handle everything so well.

"Hey, we're not all like that," Gwen adds.

"Says the queen of fashion," Blake shoots back.

Adam leans back and listens to the friendly bickering making its way around the group of coaches, changing topics regularly. As much as he wasn't looking forward to this trip initially, he finds himself enjoying being in their company. Rarely are they all five together without screaming fans or show contestants. They'll be working a lot but maybe they'll get some real bonding time in too.

***

"We're here!"

Carson's cheery voice wakes Adam from a dreamless sleep. When he opens his eyes he's face to face with Blake, who's smiling down at him.

"You watch me while I sleep? That's legit fucked up." He sits upright and rubs his hands over his eyes. Blake is gone before he can say anymore, and he looks out the window to see the others unpacking their luggage from the back.

Adam jumps out the open door of the SUV, squinting as his eyes adjust to the bright sunlight. He mutters a quick thanks when Pharrell hands him the handle of his rolling suitcase.

"Day one and you're already rollin' out late," Blake says as he comes to stand next to Adam.

"Didn't help that I woke up to your stupid face staring at me." Adam pretends to shudder. "That's gonna give me nightmares tonight.

"Looks like you'll have to help him up in the morning Blake," Gwen adds.

"Nah. Think I'll let his ass suffer the consequences." Blake slaps him on the back, and they all begin trudging towards the hotel entrance. Once inside, Carson and Pharrell check them in. A few minutes later they return to the others with three electronic room keys.