Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart ~ Randy

11: Gunshots

Rye's P.O.V

I woke up the next morning, memories of last night putting a smile on my face. I looked down to where Andy's head was resting on my chest as he slept so peacefully, hands curled up on my stomach. I continued to just watch him sleep (not in a creepy way) until his eyes fluttered open, exposing his ocean blue eyes. He smiled up at me, softly pecking my lips.

"Good morning, my love," I whispered.

"Good morning, handsome," he whispered back.

"You liked last night?"

He blushed. "Um, it may have been my first time but yes, I loved it so much."

"Wait, it was your first time?"

He nodded, not saying anything.

"Oh, mi amor." I rolled us over so I hovered above him, just staring down. Andy pulled me down into a kiss, moaning quietly.

"Are the others back yet?" He mumbled.

"I don't know, babe. I'm going to sleep for a bit longer. Join me?"

Andy shook his head, pecking me quickly. "I'm going to take a shower, then I'll start breakfast." He rolled off, heading into the bathroom.

"Your ass is so cute," I called after him. He looked back and blushed even harder than before, rolling his eyes.

I turned back to sleep, content with where we were now.

Andy's P.O.V

I dried myself off and walked back into Rye's room, suddenly realising I hadn't even got any clothes with me. I couldn't risk anyone seeing me naked, so headed towards the wardrobe, picking out something small enough for me. I grabbed a shirt and slipped it on, finding a pair of socks. Surely he wouldn't mind, would he?

I looked over at the bed, smiling at how young Rye looked whilst sleeping.

Nobody seemed to be inside, and the servants hadn't arrived either, so I decided to just make breakfast for me and Rye. I turned on the radio, humming along and dancing slightly to the tune quietly playing.

Rye's P.O.V (A/N I'm sorry for all these POV changes, it just needed to fit the story)

I could smell somebody making breakfast, and after realising Andy was no longer in the shower, knew nobody else was here. I made my way downstairs and heard the radio in the kitchen. I stood in the doorway and saw Andy just jigging on the spot in my shirt and socks; I couldn't help but stare (A/N You'll know the reference). As silently as I could, I crept up behind him and slipped my arms around his waist, making him jump.

"Fucking hell, Rye! I almost had a heart attack!"

"Awe, I'm sorry, love. You looked so cute just standing there, dancing. I couldn't help myself."

Andy shook his head and ran a hand through my hair. "It's alright."

"Do you want me to help? I make some awesome pancakes, if I do say so myself."

Andy chuckled, nodding. "Alright, Mr Modest. I'd love to try these awesome pancakes of yours."

"Not before you give me a kiss."

"Brush your teeth first, then come back and I'll give you a kiss. Okay?"

I shrugged and ran off, smiling to myself. Brook came in through the front door, Alex and Mikey following close behind.

"Whoa there, bro. What's got you in such a hurry?"

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to make pancakes, and asked Andy for a kiss, but he said I needed to brush my teeth first."