Roadtrip Oneshots

Bikey, Unintended Consequences

Requested by Findingmikeyy. I hope you enjoy!
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Mikey

The second I heard Brook hit the floor I knew I'd messed up. His pain-filled groan echoed in my ears, and I sat up right away. There was a dull pain in my leg, but I ignored it... I'd potentially hurt Brooklyn, and I hated myself for it.

"Brook?" I asked as I scrambled to my feet, swallowing my fear when I saw him curled up on the floor, still not having moved. He groaned again.

When I had tackled him, he had fallen into the door frame, and then proceeded to hit the floor hard. I wouldn't be surprised if I'd made him break a bone or something. It had all happened so fast too. One second I was running at him, and the next he was groaning on the floor.

"Are you alright?" I placed my hand on his shoulder as he sat up, rubbing his arm and his side, not saying a word. I saw the tears in his eyes, and I knew that I had really messed up. Dammit.

I heard the laughter from the other boys, and immediately knew that they were still vlogging. I tried to play it cool, hating myself for it. I acted like I didn't care, which wasn't the truth at all. But the look in Brooklyn's eyes told me I was too late to make amends; he wouldn't believe me if I tried anyway.

Brooklyn stood up shakily. Instead of trying to help him, and instead of asking if he was alright again, I said, "Sorry mate, sorry bro," trying to keep my tone as neutral as I could.

I'd started the act now, so now I had to follow it through until the vlog ended. Brook still rubbed his side, and I knew it must've hurt a lot.

But I berated myself for it the second I said it. I bit my lip, thankful that the camera couldn't see my face just yet. Brooklyn gave me a look, a look that was both hurt and shocked, before he wordlessly walked into his room and slammed the door.

The sound resonated around the hallway, and I just stared at his closed door for a few seconds before I turned around.

The boys laughed hysterically, working on wrapping up the vlog, almost as if nothing happened. Like I hadn't nearly knocked Brooklyn out for footage.

I bit my lip again, working to put a smile on my face; I had to hide my worry. But the second the camera turned off I stopped, my face falling. I didn't even join in when the boys started screaming that it was Christmas, lost in my own thoughts.

They ran downstairs, screaming and laughing, tripping over each other constantly. I didn't follow them, instead I lingered in the hallway. I then walked up to Brook's closed door and tentatively knocked.

"Brook? It's me." I said.

"Go to hell!" He shouted back, and I heard the pain to his voice.

I hung my head. He hadn't even opened the door. This told me I had definitely screwed up; more than I thought I had. I sighed heavily, closing my eyes.

"Look, I'm sorry, alright? I didn't mean for you to get hurt." I said quietly, meaning every word.

"Then why do it then?"

Just one simple question that for some reason I had no decent answer to.

"I don't know alright? It was just a bit of fun, but I guess I didn't stop to think that it might hurt." I answered, stumbling and floundering for an answer. I guess it wasn't good enough.

"Well, news flash, it did hurt. And I'd appreciate it if you leave me the hell alone!"

The anger in his words sent shivers down my spine. I'd never heard Brooklyn this angry, and he was angry at me. I'd never made him this angry; I hated any form of fighting, so this was my worst nightmare.

"Okay, I'm going... I'm really sorry Brook."

I let my hand linger on the door before I properly walked away. I knew Brook probably wouldn't want to see me for a while, so it was safer for everyone if I did what he told me to do.

"Whatever."

That one word stung more that I ever though it could.

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I didn't show myself for the rest of the night. Too depressed, too ashamed of my actions towards my friend.

I was curled on my bed with Biscuit, the puppy sleeping soundly in my arms. I smiled as I listened to his soft snores, his light breath as he breathed in and out. I watched his tiny stomach rise and fall, his nose nuzzle closer to me.

I was facing away from the door, specifically so that if anyone came in, they would assume I was asleep and leave me alone.

And they had done so. I heard knocks on my door, the boys calling my name, but I didn't respond. Then the door would slowly creak open, waiting a few seconds, and then it would slowly be pulled shut. Instead of answering I curled up tighter, wanting to wallow in my own self pity. It was all my fault.

It could have been minutes, or even hours, but eventually Brooklyn knocked on my door.

"It's Brook..."

I opened my eyes, but didn't say anything. I wondered if he'd come back to yell at me some more; as if I didn't feel bad enough already...

"I'm sorry for speaking to you the way I did earlier Mike." He said softly.

I sighed, running my hands over Biscuit, feeling his warmth on my hand. Brook had nothing to apologise for; it was me that did.

"Mike?"

I sighed again. "You can come in you know?" I said quietly.

The door opened within milliseconds. I heard Brook walk in and close the door behind him.

"Aw is he asleep?" He whispered, clearly having seen what I was lying down next to.

"Yeah, has been for a while." I answered, tracing Biscuit with my fingers.

He made a noise of contentment, tucking his head into his body, resting it on his paws. I smiled at him, gently kissing his head.

Brooklyn didn't say anything then. He just got to his knees beside my bed, resting his arms on the mattress.

"I didn't mean to upset you Mike." He said finally, his green eyes digging deep into mine.

"You had every right to." I murmured, averting my gaze back to the puppy.

"No, I didn't." He insisted, and very pointedly I might add.

"I am sorry, Brooklyn... I really didn't mean to hurt you." I bit my lip, sitting up gently as to not disturb the puppy.

But Brooklyn just smiled easily, leaning forwards and stroking Biscuit, who had yawned cutely. "Forget it."

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