Randy Oneshots (requests open)

Thunderstorm

Prompt: there's a major thunderstorm right outside the RoadTrip home. Andy's absolutely terrified of Thunderstorms. Rye notices this, trying his best to comfort him.

Warnings: phobias, fluff, cuteness.

Cast: Andy, Rye, the boys.

Third Person POV:

it's about 2 o'clock in the morning and Andy's just finished watching all of the videos on YouTube. he's lying in his bed all snuggled up, about to go to sleep when he hears a huge crash of thunder, making him almost jump out of his skin.

'shit, why tonight? And just as i was about to finally go to sleep as well...' Andy thinks to himself, pulling his covers over his head in an attempt to shield himself from the loud crashes of sound from outside.

All of a sudden, a louder and longer-lasting strike of thunder erupts, causing Andy to whimper silently underneath the duvet he was clutching tightly.

'How the fuck are the boys still asleep through all of this?!' Andy questions in disbelief. 'I need Rye. I need Rye right now.' Andy concludes.

Andy then slowly pulls the covers off of his small body as he shivers and trembles with fear.

'wait, what if he thinks i'm just pathetic for having a stupid fear like this? what if he thinks i'm just being silly and tells me to leave? what if-' Andy's thoughts get cut of by a huge flash of light illuminating the room long with an enormous clap of thunder following.

Andy silently screams as he sits up in bed, wrapping the covers back around himself as he rocks slightly back and forth.

"Mikey? A-are you awake?" asks Andy receiving a groan in response. "i-i'm scared." Andy whispers as anther flash of light fills the Mindy room.

"ughh, just go back to sleep Andy, and leave me alone." Mikey answers harshly, obviously cranky that Andy had just woken him up, before he goes back to sleep again.

A tear slowly escapes from Andy's eyes. 'wow, not even Mikey cares about me.' Andy whimpers. 'Maybe i should just try to sleep it off.'

Andy lays back down, still cocooned within his duvet as he attempts to close his eyes, taking a deep, shaky breath. after a few minutes, the thunder hadn't come for a small while, the only sound being the harsh patters of the rain on the window in front of him.

An abrupt, simultanious bolt of thunder and lightening makes Andy jolt up in his bed.

'Right, that's it, fuck it. i need Rye right now' Andy settles on this thought as he jumps out of the bed, hugging himself as he speeds across the kitchen, through the hall and towards the Rarvey room.

Harvey was away again, meaning that it was just Rye. Andy stands in front of the closed door for a second, debating whether or not to disturb Rye. 'fuck it. i need him right now.' Andy quietly opens the door to Rye and Harvey's room.

He peers in seeing Rye asleep in the dark room, his duvet only covering the lower half of his body, showing off his bare torso. Andy really doesn't want to disturb Rye, he looks so peaceful.

just in that moment, a roaring thunder-clap happens again making Andy audibly squeal in fear as he jumps, wrapping this arms around himself. He sees Rye moving, probably waking up at Andy's unexpected noise.

"Andy? is that you? Are you okay?" Rye asks, now sitting up in his bed as he rubs his eyes before squinting at Andy's figure in the doorway. Another thunderous sound erupts in the silence, making Andy run up to Rye, after closing the door quickly.

Andy jumps into Rye's bed with him and hugs him so hard, as if his whole life depended on it. Rye gently runs his fingers through Andy's messy-bed hair as Andy sobs slightly in his shoulder.

"Shhh, it's okay Fovvs. Now, please tell me what's wrong." Rye says softly, still not noticing that Andy was afraid of the storm happening outside.

Andy slowly begins to speak still not letting go of Rye.

"i-i'm s-scared, Rye." Andy stammers, and finally, Rye clocks on. 'he's afraid of thunderstorms' Rye thinks in realisation.

"Awww, baby. it's okay. the thunder can't hurt you." Rye coos, pulling Andy closer to him, gently situating him so that they can both be comfortable.

Andy's legs are on either side of Rye's waist, straddling him while one of Rye's hands rest on Andy's waist, the other on Andy's ass (like the picture below) which seems to help Andy get distracted from the thunderstorm as he looks up at Rye, face flushed.

"Rye, what are you doing?"the smaller boy asks.

"i'm comforting you." Rye replies with an innocent smirk as Andy blushes even more but doesn't move Rye's hand, he just lays back down, his head nestled in the nape of Rye's neck, getting comfortable.

"i'm sleepy."  Andy murmurs in Rye's neck cutely, making Rye chuckle slightly.

"alright, Fovvs. let's go to sleep." say Rye, laying a small kiss upon Andy's head and he hears Andy reply with a small 'mmkay' as he nuzzles into Rye, his hands on Rye's bare chest.

"night night, Fovvlar." Rye whispers once he hears the soft snores coming from Andy's slightly parted lips, closing his eyes, now sure that Andy is asleep and no longer afraid as he lays in between Rye's arms.

the soft feeling of Andy's regulated breaths on his exposed neck calms him. And knowing that Andy's okay ceases his worry as he slowly begins to fall asleep peacefully once again...