Why Don't We Sickfics

Flu

this isn't set in present time, but a few years ago 🙂

{ j a r b y n - i s h}

Corbyn stared out the window as they pulled up to the venue in their tour van, drawing a stick figure in the condensation on the window. Bored, he started adding curly hair to it with the tip of his fingernail.

Jack laughed, sliding into the seat beside him. "Hey, is that me?"

Corbyn's head jerked to the side as he was roused out of his daydream. "What? Um, no." He swiped the drawing away with his sweater sleeve. "Just a random stick figure."

Jack shrugged, running a hand through his curls. "Isn't it so cool that we get to go on a tour, and we haven't even been a band for a year?"

The blonde nodded, watching the snow fall outside. "Hopefully this'll be the first of many."

The van passed by the small lounge they were performing at. Corbyn smiled as he saw the small sign outside.

"Why Don't We: Taking You Tour 7 PM tonight"

"Boys! We're here! Let's go!" their manager, Jon, called from the front of the van.

Jack slid off the seat and hopped off the van, his feet making a crunching noise in the snow. "It's so cold." he breathed, his breath making clouds in the air. Zach and Daniel jumped off the van, Zach chasing the blue-eyed boy around the parking lot.

Corbyn hopped off the van next, his feet sliding on a patch of ice. He slipped and landed awkwardly on his side, falling into the snow. Jonah wasn't expecting it, and nearly tripped over the blonde's body.

"Ouch." Corbyn mumbled, rubbing the shoulder that had slammed into the ground.

"You okay, bro?" Jack laughed, reaching out a hand to help him up.

"Yep." Corbyn nodded, taking Jack's hand as he got up. He ignored the throbbing pain in his shoulder as he brushed the snow off his clothes.

~~~~~~

They finished the sound check half an hour early. It went well, even though the acoustics weren't the greatest in the relatively small lounge.

Daniel, Zach, and Jonah went back to the van to play video games. In the band's dressing room, Corbyn sat down on the couch, Jack flopping down to rest his head on the blonde's lap.

"Oh man, I'm so excited to perform tonight." Jack grinned up at Corbyn.

The blonde laughed, stroking a hand through Jack's curls. "Every night on this tour is incredible."

"Not as incredible as spending this time with you." Jack smirked.

"W-what?" Corbyn stuttered.

"I'm just kidding." Jack laughed, patting Corbyn's thigh. "But it's great being with you and the band instead of just doing this alone."

Zach came into the room, knocking Corbyn's shoulder. "Hey."

Corbyn winced as his aching shoulder protested. "Hey..." he rasped back, his throat tight from the pain.

Jack frowned. "Is your shoulder alright?"

"It's fine. I'm fine." Corbyn said quickly, putting on a smile. There was no way he was risking the chance of ruining any of their tour plans by complaining about a little pain in his shoulder. "No, you just caught me off guard." he grinned sheepishly at Zach.

Jon poked his head through the door. "Hey boys, Limelight is up in ten minutes, and meet and greet is right after. Get ready."

Jack sat up. "I'm off to the bathroom."