Baby Boy Blues ☁️R A N D Y☁️

F I F T Y-S I X

so like my views and read and votes are going down and that's making me worried but at the same time, i know i'm not as good as other writers.

how have i come from 100+ votes to 30-?

wow i don't know anymore with my writing

mentions of sensitive topics.

•andy fowler•
when i saw rye walk out of the doors of this hospital my heart skipped a beat.

i haven't been able to physically touch him in almost a month and i couldn't wait.

when i saw rye, his eyes lit up like they did when he was around me, his eyes went from a dull spark to an instant happy spark.

he walked over to me, but i met him half way, engulfing him in a hug, something i've wanted to do for a long time now.

"i've missed you, a lot," i said, kissing him softly before taking his hand in mine.

he blushed.

"i've missed you a lot too," he replied.

"you ready to go home?" i asked.

i saw clench his jaw.

"we don't have too," i quickly said.

"no i wanna sleep, they don't have the best beds in that stupid hospital," he said.

i nodded before grabbing his hand and walking to the car.

~
"sean's coming to the house for the next weeks, i mean until these heal," rye said, holding his wrists up.

"i understand, i wish you would've told me that you were feeling like that, that you wanted to try and commit," i said, going up and hugging him.

he sighed.

"i'm not ready to talk about it, gibson only let you on the insight on me because i didn't want you to worry about me," he replied, messing with my hand.

"wow, i haven't heard anyone use his actual name since mum and dad," i said.

rye chuckled.

"i call him that every once in awhile," he replied.

"tea?" i asked, trying to lighten up the conversation.

he nodded.

"how many sugars?" i asked.

"2."

as i was making the tea, rye stood beside me.

"don't ever put the milk first, go to hell if you do," he said.

i laughed.

"who puts the milk first?" i asked.

"idiots," rye replied.

i snorted.

"that makes the tea taste weird, even if it's things you put in the tea it just makes it taste weird," i replied.

"this dude at the hospital did and it made me want to bash my head against a wall," rye said.

i chuckled before kissing him softly.

"i'm gonna get changed into something more comfortable and more me, then i'm gonna go see if brook's not sucking jack off anywhere."

"he better not be or imma beat that kids ass," i said as i watched rye walk away.

i knew it wouldn't take him long so by the time the tea got done, i knew rye would be back downstairs

a thought entered my head, rye and i have been together for almost 4 months and he's never breached the topic of sex or getting close but i didn't want to ask because i had a feeling it had to do with his past, but for now i was fine with kisses and cuddles, anything to make him happy.

•rye beaumont•
as i was changing brook walked in.

"it's glad to finally see you home," he said.

i smiled then hugged him, inhaling his scent.

having not seen my best friend in awhile, it's made me realize how much i rely on him

"i've missed you, a lot," i said, letting go of the hug then put my shirt on.

(his outfit is above)

he chuckled, "you look good in your clothes," brook said.

i blushed.

"hey, stop flirting," i replied as i opened my door and went downstairs because i was dying of thirst.

~
"you're gorgeous," andy said as he handed me my tea.

i blushed as i nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck.

he kissed my neck softly

"thank for making tea," i said.

"any time love," andy replied.

god, maybe being in this relationship with andy will show me things my old one didn't.

i'm borderline almost done with writing, like the less votes and shit i get the more it makes me not want to write anymore.

yeah why would i wanna write when literally only a hand full of people vote.

i'm not saying that i'm not grateful for my readers because i very much am but i just don't want to put something out there i've worked hard on when few people see it.