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Joerick - Sólo Yo

A/N: Takes place during filming for the infamous video of Sólo Yo :))

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"Joel, are you ready, man? You're going soon," the video director calls.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm ready," Joel calls back. But no. He's not ready. He's not ready at all.

"Dude." Joel feels a touch on his shoulder, and he jumps, startled. "Are you okay? You seem kind of...jumpy." The green-eyed boy sits down beside him, and he feels a wave of reassurance wash over him, the way he always feels when Erick is around.

"I'm fine," Joel says.

"Don't lie to me," Erick says, looking at him sternly. "I know when you're lying, you can't fool me."

Joel twiddles his fingers, shifting uncomfortably in his chair. "I guess I'm a little nervous, but it's no big deal."

"You sure? Because you're always a pro at music video shoots, I've never seen you like this before. You look like you're about to shit yourself."

"Shut up," Joel says with a small laugh, whacking him gently on the arm.

"What are you so nervous about?" Erick looks Joel deeply in the eyes, even though he already knows the answer. It's like he just wants to hear Joel say it out loud.

Erick's eyes have always been Joel's weakness, for as long as he can remember. From the moment they met on La Banda, he's been captivated by them. He feels goosebumps rise on his arms just from the intensity of Erick's gaze.

Joel sighs. "Okay. It's the kiss."

"Knew it!" Erick says, making Joel blush. Noticing this, Erick adds, "Hey, don't feel bad. I would be nervous too if I were about to have my first kiss in front of like thirty people."

"Yeah, that's definitely making me feel better," Joel says shakily.

Erick gets up from his chair and squats down in front of Joel, taking his hands in his own. Joel gasps. That's the second time Erick has touched him in just a couple of minutes. They aren't very touchy friends, like Chris and Zabdiel, or Chris and...well, basically everyone. It startles him to feel Erick's hands on his own...but it's exactly what he wants.

More and more, recently, Joel has been craving closeness with someone. He's just turned 19, and he hasn't even dated anyone, for God's sake. Every morning he wakes up alone in bed, craving someone's arms around him. Every day, he wishes he could walk around holding someone's hand. Every night he wishes he had someone to say "sweet dreams" to and hug goodnight. But with this life, always busy, always on the road, it just isn't realistic. No one could ever be with him all the time, except his bandmates.

"Joel," Erick says seriously. "Tell me how I can help you." He rubs his thumb back and forth on the back of Joel's hand.

All of the emotions that Joel has been trying to suppress suddenly come bubbling to the surface. Because the truth is, it's Erick. It's Erick that he wants all these things with. It's Erick he wants close to him, 24 hours a day. But how is he supposed to say that when there's no way Erick likes him like that?

This is the first time he's felt this way about someone, and he doesn't want to mess it up, so Joel has resolved to keep quiet, not speak a word about it until the feelings just fade away.

He isn't gay. How could he be gay? But Erick...he's just so special.

"Joel? Joel. Are you in there?" Erick waves his hand in front of Joel's face, and immediately Joel misses its warmth on his palm. Thankfully, he puts it back right away when Joel blinks himself out of his thoughts.