why don't we | sickfics

jonah - ocd

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n/a

SHIP
light jorbyn

EXTRA
tw // panic attack , ocd

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jonah closes the door silently, checking the lock 3 times before he sighs, turning around to take off and arrange his shoes.

left pair, toe side closest to the wall, an inch of space left over, right pair, two inches away from the left, toe side facing out. symmetric, straight, no tilts.

good, this way when the boys come in they won't get fall and get hurt. 

jonah walks to the kitchen, muttering the amount of steps it takes.

fifteen steps exactly; if it's not fifteen the boys could get into a crash and it will be my fault. fifteen steps. no more, no less

 repeating the walk three times, he peers over to check the clock on the wall. 

6:58

his breath catches in his throat at the time. he's supposed to be at 6:55, not 6:58. he's three minutes late. he clenches his fist slowly, desperately trying to calm himself down.

it's just three minutes, the boys will be back at 7:30 and they'll shower and come and eat dinner and then we'll all go to bed and they'll be fine.

the brunette slips upstairs with a small frown on his face. he's only three minutes later, it's fine. the boys are safe, it's only three minutes, 180 seconds, the boys are fine.

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"hey jack, catch!" zach yelled, throwing a water bottle at the off guard boy.

jack grunted, hunching over to grab at his stomach that was victim of the thrown water bottle.

"fuck you" jack groaned, slowly standing up.

zach rolled his eyes, throwing his head back in laughter.

"hey guys we need to start going, we have to be back soon." corbyn called out.

"what time is it?" daniel asked.

"i don't know we left our phone in the car remember, mine and zach's are dead, and corbyn's is broken. yours is the only one that works and we're using it for music because you didn't bring your charger idiot." jack grunted, still trying to get rid of the ache in his stomach

"i'm the idiot? your phone is dead, why didn't you bring your charger?" daniel gasped, looking around with wide unbelieving eyes.

"because i was counting on you to bring your charger so i wouldn't have to bring mine." jack scoffed, shaking his head in mock disapproval.

"you- get in the car morons." daniel rolled his eyes.

"guys we should surprise jonah." zach spoke, shoving his head in the space between the front two seats.

"with what?" 

"dinner and coffee of course, he loves coffee and it's my day to cook and i'm really craving pasta but i don't know how to make it so we should get some."

"in translation, it's your day to cook and you don't want to." corbyn scoffed.

"hey!" zach protested, "you should be glad i'm taking you guys into consideration and not giving you all food poisoning." 

"yeah yeah, where did you wanna go?"

"that italian place, near the studio"

"olive garden?" jack asked slowly