Woody POV:
I walked away from Will into the bathroom. The first thing I saw was... not great. Dan had his shirt off and was backed against the wall. Kyle was soaked in water with arms reached out towards Dan.
"Uhh...what's going on?" I ask.
"Dan's not...cooperating."
I sighed. "Okay, move. Can you get his pajamas? I'll get him in."
Once Kyle left, I turned towards the ice cube, metaphorically of course.
"Okay Dan, we're gonna get you all warmed up, okay? Can you take off your pants please?"
Confusion crossed his face. "I guess..."
One almost face plant and a small argument later I finally got him I'm the bath with just his boxers.
Kyle came back with the clothes and helped me dress him. That was a lot easier then undressing him, I think he came to his senses and realized we were helping him.
I went into our "kitchen" which really was just a fridge and a microwave on a counter with a sink. I got the anxiety pills the doctor gave him earlier. Luckily Dan took his dose before he ran off so we were right on schedule for the next one. I also grabbed a water bottle and made a sandwich realizing he probably hadn't ate since this morning.
We were going to grab food after the interview.
Will left a while ago, when I heard the hotel door open and close. I don't know where he went, but it's almost now 9:00 p.m. and I know we're all exhausted.
I walked back into the room and found Dan curled up in a ball shivering, while Kyle was packing on blankets on top of him.
"Here Dan." I passed him the sandwich, which he eagerly took, and set the water bottle on the side table.
Once he was done, I passed him his medicine, which he reluctantly took, and pointed at the water. "You have to drink all of that." He gave me a half glare, but did so anyways.
Will finally decided to show up, which led me to confront him. "Where'd you go?"
He shrugged. "I went to the store and got a heating pad then Dick stopped me on my way back. He just gave me an update on how the fans are taking the canceled show and also told me that if Dan's feeling better, we are gonna play tomorrow."
I sigh. "Okay, thanks Will."
There was a pause. "How is he?" We both looked at the front man who was having a quiet conversation with Kyle. Every once and a while Kyle would do a weird gesture or say something which would make Dan laugh.
"He's better." I cracked a smile.
"But there's something definitely wrong." Will finished.
I couldn't deny it. "Yeah..." My smirk disappearing. "Yeah there is."
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We all wanted to sleep in the same room as Dan last night. Just incase he tried to leave again, but mostly because we were all kind of shaken up yesterday when he went missing. Will and I shared a bed while Kyle and Dan shared the other.
Because of this we all woke up the same time. No it wasn't coincidental, it was because Kyle fell out of bed making a huge bang as he hit the floor.
"...oww."
We all tried to hide our giggles, even Dan, but we all failed extremely. Kyle popped his head up and gave us a glare.
"How dare you guys laugh at me! I could have died! Do you not see? It's a miracle I'm can still walk!" This only made us laugh harder. "And you!" He pointed to Dan. "Where were you in my time of need? On the bed laughing at my pain! I bet you were the one who kicked me off in the first place!"
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This Pressure Is Overwhelming
FanfictionPressure seems to be eating Dan up. From touring to a new album, he's not sure if he could take it anymore. /slight romance\ (Contains Bastille & friends)