Roadtrip Oneshots-Requests open

Rack-I love you more

For the sake of this chapter, Rack have a room together, Jarvey have a room together and Mindy have a room together. For your visualization, the room that Rye and Jack sleep in is the Rarvey room.

Jack's POV

Rye coughs loudly from the bed beside me, trying to stifle it but failing horribly.

"Rye?" I say quietly, turning over to look at him. He's hidden under the covers, laying down. He sneezes and I stand up, walking to his bed.

"Rye, do you feel okay?" I ask gently, sitting on the edge of the mattress. He pulls his head out from under the covers. His hair is messed up and there's dark circles under his eyes. His lips look dry and his nose is runny. I smile sympathetically, hand him a tissue and lay down next to him, entwining my legs with his and holding him in my arms.

"Go away Jack. I don't want you sick too," he sniffles and turns around. Despite what he says, he buries his face in my chest. I play with his hair until he falls asleep again, then I carefully unwrap myself from him and go to the kitchen. It's already almost ten, so I eat some breakfast, then take a shower and get dressed, a little nicer than usual.

When Andy gets up, I remember that the others stayed somewhere else. I tell him to be quiet because Rye's ill. I make him breakfast and get some medicine for him. I take it to our room, setting it on the table between our beds. Then, I ask Andy if I can borrow his guitar. He nods, sleepily eating his breakfast. I take it into my room.

I set it on my bed and sit on the edge of Rye's. I wake him up gently, by running my fingers through his hair.

"Wake up, love. You'll feel better if you eat something." He groans quietly. I smile sympathetically. "I'll help you, sweetheart. Just-here." I help him to sit up. He leans against the wall, eyes closed. I hold the food up to his lips and he eats it slowly. When he's done, I give him the medicine and he takes it, and he lays back down with my help. I kiss his forehead, then go back to my bed.

I pick up the guitar and pull it into my lap, playing the first chords of the song slower than the original song.

I wake up
Still drunk from the night before
I sit up in bed with my still-banging head
And search for my clothes on your bedroom floor

I keep the song slow, my voice quiet enough for him to fall asleep if he wants to, but his eyes stay open and watching me. His eyes are a little watery and his lips and pulled up on one side. He bites his lip.

You play dot to dot
With my freckles and beauty spots
And I'll
Tell you to stop
But you say I wouldn't be me without them

The door opens slowly and Andy's face pokes in. He sees me playing and goes back out, smiling softly at me.

I want to feel your lips and your fingertips
Drawing hearts all over
My arms
Safe where you belong
So just for tonight let me hold you tight my darling
Whilst I've got you-u-u-u
You-u-u
You
I've got you-u-u

I finish the song and Rye closes his eyes.

"I love you so much, Jack Duff."

"I love you more, Rye Beaumont."

Don't know what that was, but I hope you enjoyed it! Leave a comment or DM me if you have an idea or a preference you want me to do. Love you beautifuls ❤️