toy || randy

twenty - five.

"what do you mean he's gone?!" jack screamed at rye when he arrived to their building. rye ran his fingers through his hair, silently freaking out. " i- i don't know okay! i just woke up and went to check on him to his room and he wasn't fucking there and i... jack, what if he got kidnapped as well?" jack just sighed, it felt unfair how rye was acting after he lost andy. he didn't act this scared when he lost brook. it was just... so much different.

"or maybe he just ran away cause you treated him like shit," jack said, shrugging. "we need to find him," rye insisted, thinking about anything that could help his little blonde boy. he couldn't call him his out loud, but in his thoughts he could, so he did. his adorable little boy, who he hurt so much that he maybe decided to run away. "why should we? he's not important," jack said, not being serious at all, he knew andy was important to rye and that was a good reason to start searching for him.

"cause i fucking said so."

rye's day was filled with worries and overthinking every word he ever said to andy. he knew he wasn't very nice to him, it wasn't like he was trying to hurt him, but he just made him feel things that he's never felt before and didn't even want to feel. so he started pushing him away. cause hate is so much easier than love.

just now that he didn't have andy by his side he realised how hopeless he felt, how worried he actually was and how he couldn't focus on basically anything. he kept zooming out when jack was talking to him, his thoughts were still with andy. "rye, you need to listen to me for god's sake! we are never going to save them if you won't stop acting like a baby," jack rolled his eyes at rye, who sighed and looked at him. "you're hella confusing me right now," jack said in a quiet voice, sitting down next to him. rye just shrugged, outlining a tattoo of a rose on his hand.

"you really care about andy, don't you?" jack asked, earning a nod from rye followed by a sigh. "i- i just don't know what i'm doing, i've never showed any type of affection to him and now he hates me and is probably dying in someone's cellar,"

"mike's cellar," jack said, reminding him. "don't even remind me of that asshole," rye said with apparent stress in his voice. him and michael didn't have a good history and he surely didn't want to remember any of it. "do you even care what happens to brooklyn?" jack asked. "of course i do. i just can't love him the way he wants me to and i hate it, cause we've known each other for such a long time, and i don't want to hurt him, but i just... i just can't."

"is it because of andy? do you love him?" jack asked with concern in his voice. rye stood up and rolled his eyes. "i'm going home. i'll come here again tomorrow, be there,"

and there we go again.

a/n: #3 in both randy and roadtriptv. guys omg ily all sm