The New Guy//roadtrip bxb

eight

I loved him, and not having him was so hard.

Jack's POV
I woke up about three or four hours later, tears streaming down my face. I didn't want to lose Brooklyn. I couldn't live without him. I was still mad at him, but I loved him with every piece of me.

I walked down the hall and knocked lightly on Andy's door. We'd gotten a lot closer, and I wanted to talk to him about what was going on, but I didn't want to wake him up if he was sleeping.

"Come in!" I heard a tired Andy say from inside.

I walked in and saw him half asleep on his bed. "I'm sorry, I'll let you sleep," I said, turning to walk out of the room.

"No, it's fine, Jack. What's the matter?" he asked.

"Nothing," I lied.

"Yes, something. I can see it on your face. You have dried tears all over. What's up?"

"It's Brook," I started. "I haven't talked to him in days, Andy. He's always with Sonny. And maybe that's my fault. But I can't help feeling like he would be better off with him instead of me, and I just... I don't know, And. I love him so much. I can't lose him!" I was beyond sobbing at this point.

"Hey, hey, hey. Don't cry. It's not like he's gone, Jack. Just talk to him about it, and I'm sure it'll be fine."

"Yeah, you're right. I think I'm just afraid that if I talk to him about it, and he does like Sonny more than me, that he'll leave me. Or maybe he hasn't even thought about Sonny like that and it's all in my head, but once I bring it up, then he will. But also, he might-"

"Jack. Just stop!" Andy interrupted me. "None of that's true. None of it's going to happen. Brook loves you. And nothing, not Sonny, not anything, is going to change that. Stop letting your head get in the way of your relationship with Brook."

"But the other day. At studio..." I trailed off.

"Jack, I-"

"No. Just tell me, Andy. What happened while I was in the bathroom?" I asked.

"They were just cuddling, Jack. That's all. All of us do it," he told me.

"But you told them to stop before I came back."

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry, Jack. This is my fault, isn't it?" he paused for a second. "I was joking around with them. They weren't doing anything. I'm sorry I made you think they were," he said, genuine apology in his voice.

"But they... They both looked, I don't know, guilty, I guess."

"Do you want them to be guilty, Jack?" he asked me.

"No. Of course not, Andy."

"Then stop making something out of this that it's not, Jack. I love you, and I hate seeing you all upset like this. Especially over something that didn't even happen."

"Okay," I said, wiping the tears off my face. "I'm gonna go talk to him. Thanks for letting me talk to you, though, And."

"Anytime," he replied through a yawn.

I hugged him, then got up off his bed, making my way to the door. "Get some sleep," I said on my way out. I walked towards Brook's room, and knocked on his door. When I didn't get an answer I opened the door slowly.

There he was, laying on his bed, sound asleep. He looked so adorable and peaceful, I couldn't contain the 'aww' that escaped my mouth. I walked over to his bed and laid down behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He turned around in his sleep, nuzzling his head into my chest.

"Love you," he said, still asleep.

"Love you, too, Brooky. Love you, too." It wasn't long until I drifted off, as well.

Rye's POV
I was almost asleep when I heard my door open. In walked a sleepy Andy. "Hey, baby! What's up?" I questioned.

"Need cuddles," he told me, walking into my already open arms.

"I thought you were asleep?" I asked.

"I was. But Jack needed help with something and he's too cute to say no to," he said sleepily.

"Too what to say no to?" I questioned, faking jealousy. But it was only slightly fake.

"Oh, shut up, Beaumont. Cute as in he's like my little brother and he's having relationship issues."

"Him and Brooky okay?" I asked, now concerned for the younger couple.

"They're fine. Jack's just worried about nothing. He's being paranoid about Brook and Sonny's friendship."

"They are really close. But they seem like they're just friends. Brook loves Jack too much to hurt him like that."

"That's exactly what I told him. Well, not the exact wording. But like, pretty much. Like, I tried to get the same message across, ya know? I don't know. Maybe he didn't take it that way, but that was my goal."

"You're deliriously tired, right now, baby," I said, smiling down at my adorable boyfriend.

"Yeah, I know. Giving advice is exhausting and emotionally draining," he told me.

"Well come here and cuddle me so we can sleep," I told him, opening my arms for him to cuddle into.

"Yeah, just need a nap, I think," he whispered, cuddling into my chest. I tightened my hold around him, and moved one of my hands up to play with his hair, lulling him to sleep in a heartbeat.

I didn't fall asleep immediately after that, though. I spent awhile staring at the beautiful boy in my arms. How is anyone allowed to be that cute? Like, it literally should not be allowed. But I'm eternally grateful that I get to call this boy mine. I wouldn't change him for anything.

957 words
shorter one today, but some cute Randy fluff
~Soph