Sick ( A Randy Fanficton)

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Andy p.o.v

I wake up still in rye's arms. I tilt my head up to look at him and I see his eyes moving while he sleeps and i wonder what hes dreaming of. could he be dreaming of me? I dreamed of him, of what our life would be like together. Besides the obvious fact that I already spend almost every waking moment with him seeing as how we are part of a band, and we live in the same house. I wonder what our lives as a couple would be like. What type of couple would we be? Would we be the non PDA type or a lot of PDA? Romantic or Sexual? Is there a perfect mix? Would we adopt? Would we get married? So many questions I shouldn't be asking after sharing one kiss. Not our first kiss. The others all simply had "no meaning" maybe to him but not me. I always craved his lips against mine. They were always so unexpectedly soft and it's like they got softer with every kiss. These were questions I shouldn't be asking after one meaningful kiss, this one had a spark. A hot, memorable, flashy spark. I hated myself for being so overwhelmed and obsessed with him. The moments like this were my favorite though. When we just simply care for each other. We try to heal each others emotion wounds. I put my hand on his cheek and run the pad of my thumb across his cheek.

Rye's P.O.V

       I feel his thumb running across my cheek and I do everything in my power not to smile. I pretend to stay asleep but I just can't. I open my eyes and mine meet his. I see a slight blush dust his cheeks. He moves his head down to avoid eye contact and takes his hand off my face. I chuckle and put my finger under his chin and tilt his head up to make him look at me. I smile at his adorableness and place a soft kiss on his lips. He kisses back and pressed his lips against mine slightly harder trying to deepen the kiss. I pull away and move him so he's straddling me. I see his cheeks grow even more red. " how did you sleep?"I ask looking his now pink lips. "I slept great" he says sounding cautious, almost like he thinks this is fake. I feel his small hands on my chest and I smile. "What is happening right now" he asks with a chuckle. "Well we just woke up from a nap that lasteeeeeedd....seven hours." I say looking at my phone "and it is now 11:30 pm. We are going to get up and probably go out to eat because we don't have food in the house and even if we did before we probably don't now because of Brook, and then we are going to come home and probably stay up all night because we won't be able to sleep again." I say resting my hands on his hips. I sit up keeping him on my lap. I enjoy my being dominant even though we're not dating. I enjoy him being smol. I like taking care of him.

Andys p.o.v

      Rye runs his hand through my hair and fixes my bed head and then asks where I want to eat. I stay simple and tell him nandos. He nods and I get off his lap to go to the bathroom. He stands up and yawns. We meet again downstairs and he is making tea. He has made four cups. I tilt my head not knowing who else is awake. I walk into the conservatory and see Jack, and Mikey. walking back into the kitchen I take two cups from Rye handing and bring one to Jack. " Andy and I are going to nandos do you guys want to go?" Rye asks the boys. Part of me wants them to come to make things less awkward between me and Rye but also part of me doesn't because I like being alone with rye and im afraid that if someone else comes then, he wont be so affectionate. "I'm actually gonna get going to bed" Mikey says with a yawn. "I would love to go, brook ate all the food anyway so I only ate an apple" Jack says with a chuckle. This is a good compromise, not both jack AND mikey are coming so maybe it will still let him be affectionate and it wont be awkward. "Meet us at the car in 5?" Rye asks Jack. "works for me" jack says and goes upstairs to change Mikey following behind him going to bed. Soon it is just me and Rye. We go back into the kitchen and he sits on top of a counter and I stand farther away. "Why are you so far?" he asks kind of monotone. " I-I don't know?" i say as more of a question and shift my weight around a little bit getting kind of nervous. "Andy when you told me you loved me last night what did you mean?" he says looking down but not in a nervous way, kind of like he just doesn't care about anything. i can feel my heart rate increase. " i- you- well-um-" i couldn't get out a single sentence. Then it occurs to me that he said it too and for some reason that makes me feel stronger. " you said it too, how did YOU mean it" i say with my new found confidence. He looks up at me and gets off the counter, and walks towards me almost with hatred in his eyes. I back up as he comes closer. "Well you see, it is kind of hard to explain." he says with no facial expression. Soon i hit something. a wall, he puts his hands on either side of my face. Then he gets so close our noses are touching. He then presses our lips together. I kiss back, my worry leaving my body. His hands move to my hips and he moves me closer. He pulls away and looks at me kind of nervous now, but why now? He gulps and says " that's how I meant it" he says. he walks away and out of the house leaving me frozen against the wall.