Ej x Ricky one shots

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Day three. Ricky has been awake for the past 20 minutes, staring up at the plain white ceiling. He was thinking. Thinking about ways to not make today as awkward as it has been, but he could not come up with a single thing. Was it always just going to be awkward silences, avoided eye contact and a strong dislike for one another?

If they actually got along, he could be sleeping in the bed right now.

The floor was not comfortable in the slightest. Sure, the carpet was unbelievably soft but it was nothing compared to the bed. Ricky could be sleeping on a bed right now, in Big Red's room, but he most likely would not be getting any sleep. Right now, he wished that he and EJ were at least friends so he could be sleeping on the bed.

Maybe he was just being dramatic. EJ didn't complain about the floor being uncomfortable.

Ricky frowned to himself as he realized that his thoughts were being clouded, once again, by EJ Caswell.

Tearing his thoughts away from his on-stage-best-friend, he quickly jumped up from the floor and walked over to his phone to check the time. It was 8:47am and Ricky sighed. He could be sleeping right now!

He glanced over to the boy sleeping on the bed, weighing his options to go back to sleep or to take a shower. He then looked over to his spot (a single pillow and a blanket) on the floor and decided it did not look pleasing. Walking over to his duffel bag, Ricky made a point to grab his clothes. You know, so there wasn't another towel incident.

Before entering the bathroom, he looked back at EJ for a moment. He was sleeping soundly on the bed. His arms and legs were tangled between the bedsheet and the comforter, his mouth slightly open as he slept, his hair tousled in every direction. Ricky observed how his tan skin looked against the white bedsheets.

He looked peaceful and at ease, which made Ricky pause for a moment to think. Seeing him this way felt weirdly personal to Ricky, seeing as this is a time when you are most vulnerable. Seeing him like this made it seem like he could be a good person, not the arrogant jerk that Ricky sees him as. He was just a boy.

EJ stirred in his sleep, causing Ricky to panic slightly and quickly rush into the bathroom. He shut the door gently since he didn't want to wake EJ from his slumber.

Ricky went about his business, taking a long shower. Longer than he usually does. Ricky is the type of person to take a 20 minute shower and use up all of the hot water. This time, though, is mostly because he didn't want to face EJ this early in the morning—it's all been too much. Tiring, almost. They've been dancing  around the fact that they both despised one another and it has to come to a halt sooner or later.

Once Ricky finally shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, he dried himself off and changed into a pair of jeans and an orange hoodie. Next, he turned to the sink and brushed his teeth.

After cleaning up the bathroom the best that he could, Ricky braced himself to face EJ. Once he entered the room, his eyes landed on the other boy, who was sitting at the edge on the bed.

EJ looked up at him with sleepy eyes and a blank expression. Ricky awkwardly pressed his lips into a forced smile and then proceeded to put his belongings away. Meanwhile, the dark haired boy got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom without a word.

Once EJ was in the bathroom, Ricky let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in. He thought back to when he watched him sleep for a few seconds, it just felt too intimate for Ricky.

He decided to leave the room and see if Red was awake. Knocking on his door gently, he waited for his best friend to open the door. On the other side, Ricky could hear shuffling until the door swung open to reveal a bright eyed red head, still in his pijamas.