If I Can't Have You || Randy

Almost somehow caught.

Andy's POV

I set the tray aside and we went back to watching Lucifer. I laid my head on Rye's shoulder as we were watching until he started stroking my hair softly. I felt my eyes getting heavy under his touch and soon, my breathing started getting slower meaning that I was falling asleep. While I was asleep, I felt Rye move but I didn't bother fully waking up. 

I heard a wince and I was soon laying down, my head on his chest. He had laid down more so I would be more comfortable. He went back to stroking my hair. I could feel his moves while I was asleep since at times like this I was a light sleeper. At dinner time, Jack came to wake us up.

"Are you hungry? Want anything to eat? We are about to order pizza," he asked.

"Yeah," Rye hummed and looked at me while I nodded.

"You know our orders," I spoke, my voice deep from sleep. Jack nodded and left, closing the door behind him.

"How long were we asleep?" I asked as I looked up at Rye.

"About 4-5 hours, I think," he got his phone and looked at the time. I looked up to see that it was 8pm. He then turned to look at me and seemed kind of.... lost.

"What?" I chuckled.

"What?" he asked back.

"You just stared at me without saying anything," I shrugged.

"I- You are just so beautiful, I can't not admire your features," he whispered. I was shocked, I didn't see that coming. He leaned down and left a soft kiss on my lips as he smiled. I smiled, as well.

"I think this feels kind of right," he whispered again.

"I agree," I whispered back and leaned up, locking our lips into another soft kiss. He placed his hand on my cheek and deepened the kiss as he licked my lips asking for permission. As soon as he didn't get it, he bit my lip causing me to let a soft moan escape. He soon broke the kiss and looked into my eyes as I looked into his.

"Andrew Fowler, do you know you are the most beautiful boy I've ever laid eyes on?" he whispered, I shook my head. "And a really good kisser," he added, making me blush and chuckle softly.

"Ryan Beaumont, you better stop with those compliments before my heart leaves my chest," I whispered as I looked away, blushing before looking back at him.

"Never in a million years," he said back as he put his index finger under my chin to force me to look at him. He locked our lips into a soft kiss that lasted seconds. He moved his hand to mine, locking our fingers together as I was watching his moves while letting a smile form.

My heart was beating so fast whenever I was around him. I couldn't find the right word to describe how I felt.

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One week later, he was finally able to get up. We basically spent all week together in his bed except when I had to run some errands or shower. Throughout the week he had been getting up and walking on his own as his doctor told him to do to get used to walking again.

We were all around him just in case he needed help but I believed he could do it on his own. Well, of course we helped him shower and go to the bathroom when needed but this was different. I stood aside watching him make his way to his closet and I was so proud. He looked much better than he was a week ago.

Not even a day later, he would join us downstairs and he would do everything on his own. He even went back to cooking. Everything was going back to normal and we were going to go back to shooting covers very soon.