Bob X Wade - Journey Into Love

Moving In

"Bob, you seriously don't have to move in" Wade said, rubbing the back of his neck, "I'm fine"

"Okay when was the last time you ate or showered?" Bob asked, just getting 'urm' as a reply, "See? You need me. It'll only be for a month then I'll go back into my house. But for now I think I should live here and spend some time with you"

"Alright alright you can move in" Wade whined softly, "I guess I can see your point. I'm not very good at looking after myself like. . . at all" he mumbled softly.

Bob wrapped his arms around him, pulling Wade into a bear hug. Bob gives the best hugs. Wade rests his head onto his chest, wrapping his arms around his friend. Though the situation seemed bleak, he was happy to have Bob to remind him there is light at the end of the tunnel of doom.

After a few days, Bob's stuff was moved into one of the two guest rooms. Bob decided he'll just go home to record but do that for the least amount of time possible. He had already explained to his fans that a situation came out and his focus for the next month will be on that. Though he didn't explain further, it's Wade's private life after all. If he went around telling everyone- then he'd be a dick.

It did kind of upset Wade that Bob was doing so much for him. After all- he didn't feel worth the effort. But it was sweet, he guesses. . .

Wade lend on the doorframe as Bob put down the last box, "Need any help or you good?"

"I'm pretty good, actually" Bob said, looking over his shoulder, "Actually, get me a knife"

"Now that's a sentence I never want to hear again" Wade chuckled awkwardly, shaking his head. But he did as he was told and got Bob a knife.

"Thanks" he chuckled before pretending to stab him. Wade jokingly flopped onto the floor, "Fuck you"

"Ew no, not gay" Wade laughed. Then sat up, watching Bob like a child as he opened up the box, "So what did you bring, Bob?"

"Well" he started, pulling out a few photos and so on for his bedside table. Then pointed to his suitcase, "And that's just clothes, basically. Isn't much else I'd need to bring. I'll go record at my house, seeing as I don't live too far away and it would take too long to take it all here and I quite like it how it is at mine to be honest"

"Yeah I feel you there. When you have a nice set up, you don't really want to move it all" he said, nodding softly. Then Wade hugged his knees, "So, you're staying here for a month, recording back at yours-"

"Then I'll move back put after the month is over. Unless you still needed me or I felt like I overstaying my welcome" Bob finished. Only getting a hum as a response. "Great talk, that's Wade. I know I can talk to you when I want an insightful comment"

"Fuck you" Wade laughed, shaking his head.

"Eh, why not" Bob said with a wink. Wade looked horrified and uncomfortable, just making Bob laugh.

After a while, Bob stood up and helped Wade up, "So I should probably ask the rules of the house?"

"Oh, yeah so just, don't touch anything under my bed, or any of my boxes" Wade said, "The rest of my stuff is yours. Expect my clothes. . . yeah not after last time"

"Ahaha okay, fair enough" he said, "Those sound like pretty reasonable things" he agreed.

They then both made their way downstairs, going to the couch and turning on the TV.

It didn't take Wade long to fall asleep, sliding down and resting his sleepy head on Bob's shoulder. This made Bob smile down at him, just thinking he looked rather peaceful like this. Probably was the one time he wasn't constantly stressed- when he could run away in his dreams. After a little while longer, Bob also fell asleep. . .

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Wasn't really sure what to write but here you go. Next chapter will hopefully be longer.