RoadTripTV And Mikey Cobban One Shots

RANDY | Are You Overheated?

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Summary:
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I found God, I found him in a lover. When his hair falls in his face, and his hands so cold they shake."

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God, it's cold!" Andy said loudly. Rye's head popped up, staring at Andy from the other side of the couch. "When are the worker's supposed to get here anyways?"

Soon?" Rye shrugged. Their heat had broken a few days ago, and the chilly January weather wasn't helping the situation.
"Ugh." Andy flopped into the couch. His head fell backwards onto Rye's leg, who forced his face to remain neutral. "It's so cold."

He sat up again, but now he was right next to Rye, who was trying extremely hard to keep his face neutral. The blonde boy sighed, leaning his head on Rye's shoulder. His hands curled into fists, covered by the sleeves of his jumper.

His perfect (boyband swept) hair was disheveled, falling over his face and into his eyes, but he made no effort to remove it. Rye could just barely see his bright blue eyes peeking out from behind his locks.

Rye looked down at Andy's hands, which, even though they were tucked in sleeves, were still trembling slightly.

He smirked. "You really are cold."
"Shut up," Andy said, but he was smiling. "Yes, I'm cold. It's cold in here. How are you so warm?" He laughed a little, pressing his legs against Rye's. A quiet hum escaped his mouth.

Rye focused on calming his breathing, to stop his breath from coming in light little gasps as Andy lay next to him.

"Are you alright?"

Rye turned towards Andy, a forced expression of confusion on his face.

"Yes?"

"Your heart's beating really fast, and your face is all red." Andy sat up. "Are you overheated? How could you be overheated? This place is a freezer!"
"Uh-" Rye couldn't really think of much to say, not when Andy's face was right in front of his, with his hair falling into his face, with his curled up hands shaking a little bit. Slowly, Rye reached up, tucking Andy's hair behind his ears.

Two big blue eyes stared at him, full of confusion. Then they cleared, and Andy looked down, wringing his hards together. His hair fell back into his eyes, and Rye let out a small sigh. Andy looked back up at him in surprise, and Rye took the opportunity to tuck his hair back again.

Only this time he didn't move his hand off of Andy's face, he only moved it so he was cupping his cheek. A soft breath left Andy's throat, he face blooming a bright red. Rye leaned a little bit closer, entranced by Andy's eyes. Then Andy laughed a little, leaning in to press their lips together for a long, sweet kiss. He set his hand on the back of Rye's head, kissing him deeper. He hummed into Rye's mouth, the noise sending a shiver down Rye's spine. He smiled against Andy's lips, a blush burning on his cheeks.
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This is kinda shitty now I've read it back. I'm sorry!
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