Jahvie One Shots

Relax, Babe.

Dahvie's POV

"No, babe. It's not like that. We don't have a manager right now and I have to manage the band. Someone has to." I rubbed my face as I spoke into the phone.
"Get someone else to do it! Dahvie. I've had it! This is the fourth date you've canceled. If I didn't know any better I would've thought you'd been cheating on me!" Madalyn screamed into the speaker.
I blinked and looked down at my lap.
There was a silence. Madalyn knew I've been cheated on millions of times, and she just used my weakness against me.
"Dahvie.." She started.
I blinked more rapidly. Pushing away the tears.
"I'm so sorry. Please, Dahvie." She begged.
"It's fine." I muttered, with a slight edge, I hope she didn't notice.
I heard a car pull in onto my driveway.
"I have to go." I mumbled.
"Okay." She whispered.
"Bye." I said, aghast.
I hung up and placed my phone on my side table.
I pulled the laptop on my lap again, and began to respond to fans on Facebook.
After a while, Jayy came inside the room.
"Hi." He said shortly, walking past me onto his bed.
"Hello." I murmured.
"What's up?" He raised a eyebrow, noticing my gloomy mood.
I stared at the laptops keyboard.
I don't know what came over me, but I felt warm tears run down my cheeks.
Strong arms wrapped around my waist and shoulder, quickly.
I pushed the laptop away, with my blurry vision.
"What did she do?" He sighed.
Jayys POV
I pulled my wig off as I pulled into the driveway.
I had my drag outfit on, but without makeup, since I took that off at Mikee's house.
For the past few weeks, I've been trying to avoid Dahvie. I'm not mad, I could never ever be mad at him. It's merely impossible.
But I feel absolutely terrible. We don't have a manager at the moment, and all Dahvie ever does is work his ass off.
He's very energetic and loves to go outside whenever he gets the chance. But right now, he needs energy drinks to stay awake, and it wastes the little of energy he does have to walk.
He hasn't eaten or slept properly ever since our manager quit. Every day he worries about the upcoming tour, and the merch, and the YouTube, Facebook and Twitter accounts. AND the music he's putting out for his solo project. I really missed singing with him. He's so adorable when he messes up on a line, and so passionate about singing.
I walked through the hallway to our room, and stood for a little bit to stare at the framed photos of our albums.
I smiled at the 'All The Rage' poster, trying to remember the times when Dahvie had no cares in the world. When he was his happy and energetic self.
Even though he's stressed out all the time, he's still amazingly caring.
I passed into the room and saw a distressed Dahvie, infront of his laptop.
"Hi." I sat on my bed.
"Hello." He mumbled.
"What's up?" I knew something was wrong. His relationship with Madalyn was terrible right now. I'd find him crying himself to what he barely gets of sleep. The most sleep he's gotten was three hours.
It would've been four but he woke up to work an hour early.
I came out of my thoughts and saw raven black tears sliding down his cheeks, I assumed the pigment was from his eyeliner he was wearing. He was going to go out but realized he couldn't and didn't bother taking off the makeup.
My eyes widened and I ran over to hug him.
He pushed the laptop away and cried even more.
"What did she do?" I sighed.
Dahvie whimpered, covering his face.
I hugged him even tighter (if that was even possible). But he didn't oblige, he held onto me as if I'd leave if he didn't.
"She- She thought I cheat-" He broke off, sobbing.
I buried my face into his neck and rubbed the small of his back.
He sniffled and let out strange sounds as if someone was strangling him. I moved my head so I could look at him in the face. His black outlined eyes were smeared down his face, along with his unity stripes. His luscious pink lips quivering.
Without thinking, I leaned down and captured those lips with my own.
He closed his eyes and calmed his breathing down.
I was about to detach because I thought he didn't want to kiss me, but he kissed back.
Holy shit.
The Dahvie Vanity just kissed me, and it wasn't on stage.
Talk about orgasms, oh my god.
I hummed into the kiss and pushed him closer to me with one of my hands, the other grabbed a fistful of his colorful hair.
I rubbed his back and tilted my head a bit more.
He let out a soft moan and lowered us so I was on top of him with my legs on either side of him.
I felt my elbow hit the laptop. I rolled my eyes and moved it to the side table.
Then, I ran my hands all over his body, greedily.
Dahvie closed his eyes and rested his head.
I pulled off his shirt to reveal a muscle shirt.
Picking up his small frame, I pulled back the covers so I could lay him down and lay with him.
Pulling up the warm blankets, he cuddled into my side.
I kissed his cheek and ran my hand under his shirt, his skin is so warm and soft.
I did this until he fell asleep, finally.
I kissed his forehead and began to drift off.
But the moment sleep had a hold on me, Dahvie shot up and tensed again.
"But I have to finish making a pack of things on our merch store." Dahvie gasped.
I rolled my eyes and pulled him down.
"Relax babe, you have plenty of time to do that any other day. But right now, you need to get some sleep." I growled, slightly impatient that he just wanted to work. I felt terrible after I said that with that tone. I've yelled at him so many times and also even hit him once, when I realized he brought someone home who wasn't female, he was drunk of course.
Dahvie blinked and looked at me with that damn innocence.
I sighed and pressed my lips against his, soft, pink, gentle lips.
I began to massage his back and shoulders. He lied face down on his pillow and let out a moan.
I smirked and kissed his back up to his collar bone and to his neck.
I kissed around, trying to find his sweet spot. I kissed in the crook of his neck, and I heard him moan a bit louder.
I began to suck hungrily on his delicate skin and licked his neck, receiving a shiver from him.
"Just sleep, we can fuck each other when you're well rested. Just rest now." I cooed.
Dahvie nodded under me. I crawled under the covers and wrapped my arms around his small little frame. I demanded he took off his other shirt off before we laid down. He took it off and threw it to another side of the room. I lowered myself and kissed his skin around his nipple bud. When I rose to be face to face with him, he buried his face into the crook of my neck. I smiled and waited until his soft snores filled the room.
Then, I let my self finally rest.

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Hey guys!!!
Sorry I haven't posted in a while.
I had three projects in school and all BIG parts of my grade.
So I focused on those instead of my Wattpad :(
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Expect more from me :). I'll be posting more to make up for not posting :)).
-Alexandriasaur *rawr* // xoxo