Christmas One shots (otp challenge)

Day 16//kellic

Day 16: getting sick from the cold 

Shoutout to @Galaxynerdgirl thanks so much for the support ✌🏽

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I groaned in annoyance, rolling over and burying my face into my pillow. I really, really hated being sick. You couldn't go anywhere or do anything. You just were left to lay around all day in a hole of self pity and surrounded by an absurd amount of tissues.

I crawled out of my bunk and walked into the small kitchen area of the tour bus. I walked over to the coffee pot, pouring myself some of the delicious drink before sitting lazily at the island.

I heard a toilet flushing before Vic came to join my in the little area. He looked concerned the minute he saw me. "You okay? Your coloring looks off."

I nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine, you know I'm pale." It was bad enough that I was sick. I really didn't need Vic to know and feel bad. Of course, the gods were clearly not going to let me have my way. At that very moment I burst into a violent fit of coughing and hacking.

Vic walked over to me, wrapping his arms around me. He rubbed little circles on my back in a soothing way until I stopped coughing. "Common," he said. He grabbed my coffee, sitting it atop the island before scooping me up add carrying me bridal-style to the couch. He plunked me down on it before bringing of blankets and laying one over me. He walked back into the kitchen, coming back with my coffee.

Vic leaned down, kissing my forehead. He frowned. "You're burning up, Kells! Why didn't you just tell me. I shrugged, knowing that he wouldn't tell a hot and overly caring boy that was way out of his league that he was sick.

"Do you want me to put something on the tv? Play some music? Do you need any food?" Vic asked, worry and concern weaves into his words.

"Sing for me?" I asked shyly, feeling heat rise up my neck and to my face. God, why did I ask that? It was such a stupid question.

"Sure."

I smiled. Even if he did think I was an idiot, he still wasn't going to complain.

"What do you want me to sing?" He asked. "Also, can I sit on the couch?"

I nodded, lifting my head up so he could slide on before laying it back down on his lap. Then I answered him. "I don't know. Whatever you feel like."

(A/N I really love this song I just want you to know that).

"Bury me in the bedroom where I,

I can sing you to sleep all night.

Put me next to the open window,

promise me a second time.

'Cause I don't want to leave without you buried by my side.

I'd rather kill the one responsible for falling stars at night,

'cause they fall all around me.

The night can be deadly.

And they'll never take us alive.

To live in love and die.

Last night he recited every reason he's fine

So if we're heading there together at the same time,

you sing while I drive.

Move like a fugitive tonight.

Dance on the ambulance,

'cause I would rather spend my life

vacations in bed with you like drunken summer kites.

And this is only a test,

sober and scaring me to death.

They'll never take us alive.

To live in love and die.

And I don't care if you're sick,

I don't care if you're contagious.

I would kiss you even if you were dead.

Would somebody make me go blind for the rest of my life?

'Cause I'd do anything to hold your hand.

And I don't care if you're sick,

I don't care if you're contagious.

Oh, no.

Would somebody make me go blind for the rest of my life?

'Cause I'd do anything, anything, anything.

They'll never take us alive,

'cause I'll chase away the darkness.

I'll live in love and die.

I joined the party for the recently blind.

So if we're heading there together you can sing all night.

I'm gonna tear out the thread one by one from your skin

'till your bones feel embarrassed by all the attention.

Kiss me while I drive."

I smiled dozing off into sleep. "I hope you feel better kells."

I felt a light kiss press against my lips and smiled. In that moment, everything was right.