Roadtrip Oneshots (BxB)

Randy• I'm fine

requested by: lyric__m

-X-

"You're sick"

Rye groaned softly, covering his face. He didn't want to meet his boyfriends worried eyes.

"No,I'm perfectly fine" Rye croaked, covering his mouth as he coughed slightly. Andy sat up in their shared bed and stared down at him.

"Shut up. You're sick and you know it"

Rye rolled his eyes, wincing as it made his pounding headache slightly worse.

"Fine, maybe I am a little sick, but we've got way too much to do today"

Andy sighed, running his hand through Rye's hair, noting that his forehead was slightly warm.

"Babe, those things can wait if you're not feeling well. Your health is more important" Andy told him quietly. Rye shook his head.

"I'm fine honest. Besides, this is the only day we can film with Chris. He's going to Sweden with Harv in a couple days. Anyways, we don't have that much left to do," Rye paused slightly "Listen, if I feel worse I'll tell you and we can come straight home and I'll let you fuss over me as much as you want"

He watched as the sides of Andy's lips quivered up into a smile. He knew that his boyfriend wasn't 100% happy with the idea, but he also knew it was the best he was going to get.

"Fine. But you promise you'll tell me if you're feeling worse?"

"Yes, Andy, I promise"

-X-

An hour into filming, Rye was starting to feel nauseous. He tried to ignore it, swallowing it down. He couldn't quit now. They had a few more shots to do and then they would be finished.

But it was hard to concentrate when his stomach was twisting and flipping inside him, the constant feeling of wanting to throw up everything he had eaten in the past two days. His head was pounding more than it was this morning, getting small dizzy spells every now and then.

He had decided to sit down, against a wall. He wasn't needed at the moment as Mikey was just doing his final bits. He didn't want to have to move until absolutely necessary. He allowed his eyes to shut for a brief moment, enjoying the peace

"Rye?" Andy's soft voice broke him out of his trance. He forced a smile on his face as opened his eyes and he looked up at his  boyfriend. Andy had the same concern itched on his face that he did when Rye first woke up.

"Yeah babe?" Rye asked quietly. Andy sighed and sat down beside him. He pulled Rye into his chest, running his hands through his hair. Rye hummed, smiling at the comforting feeling.

"Rye...You really need to go home...We can finish this another time. Please babe." Andy sounded so desperate, and it broke Rye's heart.

"No," He mummered "No And, I can't. We only have a final group scene left. Afterwards. I promise. Home and cuddles".

Andy bit the inside of his cheek. Before he could open his mouth to protest, Jack was shouting them over for the last bit. He felt Rye get up and leave him. Knowing he couldn't do anything more, Andy jumped up and joined his boyfriend.

"Ok guys. Rolling in 3..2..1" Chris pointed the camera at them, the music started and Rye started mouthing the lyrics. He promptly stopped, his vision going blurry. The ringing in his ears was getting worse, to the point he couldn't even hear the music anymore.

He gasped, feeling his knees give way underneath him, black spots dancing in his vision. He heard someone call his name, but they were so far away. His head was heavy and he felt himself falling. But he didn't hit the ground, a pair of arm caught him.

He could hear shouting. His body being moved around. He couldn't really make sense of anything. He was exhausted. He felt himself slipping away...

Then, he heard someone sobbing? Why were they crying? He was fine..right? His eye's opened and he realised he was back in his own room. How had he gotten here?  And why? They were filming with Chris. They weren't finished yet.

The room was daark, Rye could barely making out his own hand. He felt someone shift beside

"An-Andy" Rye muttered, reaching out blindly. A hand wrapped around his own, squeezing it slightly.

"I'm here baby. I'm here. God Rye I told you not to push yourself. I told you to go fucking home" He could hear the annoyance and anger in Andy's voice.

"M' sorry. M' sorry" He said. He felt Andy brush his cheek

"Oh no. It's ok babe. We'll talk about this later. Right now, you need sleep." The anger had drained from his voice, worry and concern taking its place. Rye hummed in agreement, cuddling up to his boyfriends side. Andy wrapped his arm around Rye, softly singing Rye to sleep.

-X-

ugh shitty ending iM soRrY
but i hope this is kinda what u had in mind!
:)