The New Guy//roadtrip bxb

seventeen

And that's how we fell asleep for the who-knows-how-many-times that day; all cuddled up on the couch together, finally back to normal.

Jack's POV
A week passed on Sonny's trial, and everything was fine. Normal. Brook and Sonny were just as close as they had been, but I didn't think anything of it. Brook was my boyfriend and I trusted him. Both of them, really. Sonny and me, on the other hand, we barely talked at all. I still felt bad about blaming him for me and Brook fighting. Plus, I still felt awkward about the whole him comforting me to sleep thing. Honestly, I just didn't know how to approach him or start a conversation so I just didn't.

I still wasn't entirely sure what I felt for him, but I knew that whatever it was, it wasn't just friendship feelings, so I pushed them down as far as possible.

We'd recorded, filmed, and released another cover, and some that we were just waiting to release. Today had been an off day, as we were all feeling a bit ill.

Rye and Andy were going live in Andy's room. Robbie and Alex were showing Sonny some editing tricks. Me and Brook were sat in my room, just cuddling and talking about nothing.

"So, Jelly Babies, huh?" I asked to make conversation.

"Stop," he whined, hiding his face in my chest.

"Stop what?"

"Stop making fun of me."

"I'm not, babe. It was cute."

"Cute?" he asked, lifting his head up to look at me.

"Adorable." I kissed his nose lightly, turning his cheeks a shade redder than they already were.

"I missed this. I know I've said that a lot and we were only fighting for a few days but seriously, I missed you a lot," he said.

"I know, Brooky. I missed you, too. So much, babe." He just snuggled further into me.

After that, we just sat in silence for awhile. Eventually, I heard quiet snores coming from my boyfriend. I kissed his foreheaed, and just admired him for a little bit. He is truly perfect, no matter what anyone else says. I loved him to death, and literally, I would do anything to keep this boy happy.

Andy's POV
Me and Rye decided to be productive and go live since we had nothing else to do for the band.

We'd talked about everything from Sonny's trial to me and Rye being a 'married couple' to doing VMs for roadies on Instagram.

Once we were done and signed off, Rye immediately got up to leave my room. "Where are you going, babe?" I asked him, having hoped we would cuddle after we went live.

"My room," he answered flatly.

"Why," I whined, dragging out the word.

"Because it's my room," he mocked, also dragging it out.

"Stay, babe!" I pleaded.

"Come with me baby," he answered. I jumped up as fast as possible, clinging to him as we walked to his room. We sat on his bed and I snuggled up to his side.

"Why are you so clingy, baby?" he asked me.

"Because we just spent an hour on live 2 feet apart and not cuddling," I said matter of factly.

"Aww, baby," he cooed, pulling me closer.

"And I thought you didn't want to be around me," I whispered.

"I'm sorry, Fovvs, I didn't mean to make you upset. I was just teasing you," he said.

"I got that now, babe. I just, I l-" I cut myself off before I said the L-word. "I like cuddling with my boyfriend," I saved myself.

"I like cuddling with my boyfriend, too," he smiled.

"Wow! We have so much in common!" I faked excitement, a huge grin taking over my face.

"Oh my gosh we do! We should, like, date, or something!" he said.

"That's a great idea!" I said, leaning up to kiss him.

"Woah, woah, woah. Moving kind of fast here, aren't we? I literally just asked you out, mate," he played, pushing me away, only to pull me back in, kissing me lightly on the lips.

Rye's POV
We were messing around, being silly and goofy with each other, which was probably my favorite part of dating my best friend. Being at your craziest, and seeing them at their craziest, and having a mutual understanding that nothing will change.

I pulled Andy into me, kissing him softly on the lips. My heart still picked up speed every time our lips touched like this.

"I love-" shit. Shit, shit, shit. Shit, that wasn't supposed to come out of my mouth like that. Shit. "I love this. Being here with you. Kissing you. Cuddling you. Hugging you. Joking around and being an idiot with you. It's my favorite thing to do. Just being around you. I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world, baby."

"Aww, babe. I love it, too. And I'm glad I get to do this with you, and not anyone else," he smiled up at me. I just sat there, dumbstruck by his beautiful eyes. His beautiful everything, really. I loved him, I really did. He leaned up and captured my lips with his, and again my heart sped up.

I pulled away and grabbed his hand, placing it on my chest. "That's what you do to me, baby," I whispered, our foreheads touching. He moved his head so it was in the crook of my neck, keeping his hand over my heart. We just sat there for awhile, cuddling. One of Andy's hands on my chest, the other wrapped around my neck, with both of mine around his waist.

We weren't talking at all, but we were both fine with it because we didn't need words. Our actions, how we were sitting, and how comfortable we were with each other said what words never could. We were both completely comfortable, open, and honest with each other, and we wouldn't trade our relationship for anyone or anything in the world.

1003 words
*barfs from cuteness overload*
really, though, I'm kind of happy with the way this turned out
~Soph