yungblud oneshots

*13- replaced for the night:

(here's that celebratory smut for y'all, it might be bad idk... don't be mad at dom, he doesn't cheat lmao... YO HOW GOOD DOES DOM LOOK WITH PINK N BLACK HAIR?! OML)

"Dom? When was the last time you had a break from touring?" I looked directly at him, he shrugged, not looking up from his phone. I sighed, moving to sit closer to him on the bed. I massaged his shoulders, hearing him sigh satisfyingly from his nose.

"To be honest, love. It's been a little while... the problem is I just LOVE tourin' and seein' ma favourite people ever! I promise I'll take a break after the last show. But I'm not gonna stop writin' durin' the break, okay?" I nodded, pecking his cheek. Dominic laid back and threw his phone to the end of the bed, pulling me into his chest. I laid my head over his heart, drawing patterns on his bare stomach with my finger.

"How are we getting to the venue?

"Adam's comin' in about an hour. Don't worry, love. You have time to get ready and make yourself look pretty." I slapped his hip gently, hearing him laugh. I jumped at the door being knocked on. Dom groaned and got up to throw a shirt on, making his way downstairs to see who it was. As soon as I heard Dom laugh, I knew it was Adam. There were two sets of footsteps climb the stairs, in came the lads from downstairs. I smiled, knowing how horrible I looked. Oh hi, thanks for checking in, I'm still a piece of garbageee. (a/n: understand that, marry me Xd)

"C'mon, love. We gotta get to the venue." I shook my head, pointing at my face without saying a word, then gesturing to my grey joggers, oversized hoodie and messy bun, I look like I've been sleeping in a bush for a week. Dominic and Adam rolled their eyes at me. Dom charged towards me and slung me over his shoulder, I squealed and thrashed about in his grip, knowing I wasn't getting let down for a while. Adam grabbed my makeup bag and some random clothes from the wardrobe, leading us- well Dom, I had no choice- down to his car. I was sat in the back, Dom shotgunning the front. Adam handed me my stuff and hopped in the driver's seat, starting the car.

"The venue's about an hour away, our tour manager, Tom and Mike are already there with a few others. They've set up, we'll do soundcheck, we'll fuck about and have fun, THEN do the concert." We both nodded at Adam. He mumbled a small 'ugh, I feel so shitty today,' but we ignored it. He should be fine.

- SKIP TO THE VENUE-

"Officially the best place to play... just by lookin' around." I giggled, keeping close to Dom's side as random people came and went to talk to him. I checked my phone after I felt it buzz, seeing a message from Adam. I looked around, thinking he was on the stage with us, but he wasn't.

AdamWankington: 'get dom to come to the dressing room, y/n.. you too, though. keeping casual during a dizzy spell and nosebleed..' I grabbed Dom's hand from around my waist and pulled him to the dressing room they all shared. Adam was sat cross-legged in the centre of the room with his head tipped back. Little, black blood clots were seeping down the sides of his face occasionally, he used one of his arms to cover his nostrils, but the blood was still dripping past. I rushed over and grabbed tissues from the connected bathroom.

"Ya alright, dude? How'd this 'appen?" Dom sat beside his best friend on the floor as I wiped him down and stuffed the tissues into his nose. He shrugged, facing forward.

"Do you feel okay?" Adam shook his head, rubbing his eyes with his free hand, the other holding the tissues in place. I frowned, helping Dom to stand him up. I turned around to leave the room and find the tour manager, hearing a small 'fook' from behind. I turned back to see Dominic trying his hardest not to drop an unconscious Adam. I ran from the room and dragged whoever I could find into the room to help. Michael called an ambulance. There's only an hour until the show! No, no, no! (a/n: heh that rhymed)