One shots

3 Am Breakdowns~ Zimbits

It was 3:09 when he heard the sound of what seemed to be glass shattering filling the air. Out of fear and panic the brown haired boy brushed the sleep from his eyes and rushed to his feet and into the kitchen.

The sight was anything but what he expected. Sitting on the counter island was Bittle, hands fisted in his eyes, body shaking. He could hear the soft sobs escaping his lips overtop of the music playing gently in the background, obviously kept at a quiet volume as to not disturb him.

'But I know we've made it this far, kid.'

Migraine.

He knew what thoughts those lyrics helped erase. Something's wrong.

Now filled with worry all remains of sleep left him as Jack rushed towards Bittle, stopping for a moment to avoid the broken shards of what once must've been a mug on the floor before approaching him.

"Hey, Bitty, love, can I hold you?" The smol boy nodded and Jack quickly stood between his boyfriends legs, pulling him close and cradling Bittys' head on his shoulder. Bittles' hands gripped at Jacks shirt, his hands wrapped around Bittles' waist, holding him tightly as he traced soft soothing circles onto his back.

"I-I'm sorry Jack. I d-didn't mean to wake you." Jack pressed a gentle kiss to his boyfriends forehead.

"It's alright love, I don't mind. Want to explain what happened?" The small boy sucked in a few sharp breaths, body still trembling.

"I was feeling bad so I wanted to make some hot chocolate. I-I ended up d-dropping the mug, a-aand that set me off. Why do you even b-bother with me Jack? I'm n-not worth it." Jacks' heart shrunk at his slightly muffled words.

Jack pulled back a bit, allowing Bittle raise his gaze to his. His heart shattered at the pained look on his boyfriends face, the tears streaking his cheeks, the way his eyes were red and puffy from crying, his bright blue eyes just filled with sorrow. The brown haired boy simply put a hand to his cheek, connecting their lips in a sweet loving kiss before responding.

"Bitty. Love. It's alright. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm in love with you. You're worth so much darling, how can you not see that?" Jack wrapped his arms back around the smaller male, holding him tightly as he continued whispering sweet nothings into his ear, a soothing mantra. Bittle clutched onto him, Jacls hand never slowed on Bittles back as he buried his face back into his boyfriends shoulder.

After a while Bittle finally was able to catch his breath. His shoulders had stopped trembling, eyes had dried. He pulled away from Jack who wiped the remaining tears off his cheeks, smiling genuinely at him before leaning down for another quick kiss.

"Okay, I'm going to clean this up then we can go cuddle in bed, okay?" The smol male opened his mouth to argue but was cut off as the tol boy placed another kiss onto his lips. "No arguing, love, just relax."

Bittle watched as his boyfriend walked to the pantry, retrieved the broom and dustpan and began cleaning up the mess. It wasn't long before he was finished, making his way over to Bittle, and somehow managing to pick him up and carry him into the bedroom.

Jack placed Bittle gently down onto the bed before returning to his side. Once they were both under the blankets Jack reached over and pulled Bittle into his chest, wrapping his arms around him yet again. Bittle immediately cuddled up to the dark haired boy, immersing himself in the warmth and safety.

"I'm in love with you too Jack. Thank you honey." Bittle whispered, cheeks ablaze. Jack smiled to himself as a fresh blush covered his cheeks as he kissed his boyfriends forehead once again.

"Anytime, love, anytime." They both fell asleep like that, completely wrapped around each other, delving into the warmth and safety they found in each other. All while in the background Bittles' phone still sang, but a different tune now,

'Little girl you're in the middle of the ride, everything everything will be just fine. Everything, everything will be alright, alright.'