Motionless In White One Shots

Chicago - Vinny Mauro

The Motionless boys and I just arrived to our hotel room and dropped our bags on the various beds. The hotel didn't have enough rooms for all of us to have our own, but we were offered a suite that could hold all 5 of us; Balz and Ghost were on vacations with their girlfriends in other cities.

Ricky and Ryan claimed the double bed by the closet by throwing their bags on it. "Ryan, don't get all weird on me tonight when I'm sleeping." Ricky warns.

"We'll see," Ryan smirked.

Chris claimed the pull-out sofa bed beside the air conditioner by laying his large form across the couch. "I call this one. I roast when I sleep if I don't."

Vinny and I claimed the bed beside the wall, the only other option. "Don't get all frisky over there while we're in here tonight," Chris teases. "We'll bring out the spray bottle."

"What, like this?" Vinny asks, pushing me onto the bed and lays on top, kissing my lips sloppily. I squirmed underneath him, trying to get away while laughing.

"Ok, stop you two!" Chris says, hands on his hips. "Now you're just being ridiculous."

Later that day, we were looking through stores and Vinny's eyes widened at all the Chicago Bulls merch. He looked like a kid in a candy store. "Babe, can I buy this?" he asked for the third time as he held up a jersey.

"Why are you asking me?" I asked.

"I left my wallet in the room," he frowns. "Please?" He whined and I looked at Chris.

"Well, Chris, can he?" I prompted.

"Don't ask me," he retorted.

"He's your drummer."

"He's your boyfriend."

"True," I sighed. I waved Vinny over and he grinned. "Can I?" he asked.

I nodded in defeat and he jumped in his place. I turned to Chris, who smirked. "I may have given him a couple cups of coffee beforehand." I smacked Chris's shoulder and turned to find my boyfriend no longer where I last saw him.

[Unfinished]