Ej x Ricky one shots

adore you. vi

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Ricky opened his eyes to see the sun peaking through the curtains. He groaned, bringing his hands up to his face and covering his eyes, shielding them from the bright light. Suddenly, his stomach twisted as he remembered the events of the night before. EJ.

He uncovered his eyes and sat up quickly, his eyes darting over to the floor. Much to his surprise, EJ was nowhere to be found but his blankets were neatly folded on the chair in the corner. Ricky scanned the rest of the room carefully and sighed loudly, falling back onto the bed.

After a few moments of staring up at the ceiling, he decided to get up. He shrugged the covers off him and climbed out of bed, carrying himself over to his phone. It was only 10:18am.

He set his phone back down on the nightstand, then walked over to his duffel bag and grabbed the first t-shirt and pants that he could find (hopefully they were clean). After grabbing his belongings, he lazily walked over to the bathroom and got ready to take a shower.

He stood under the boiling hot water for at least ten minutes, trying to get his mind off of the tall water polo-playing boy. Ricky felt like absolute shit for what went down between them—it shouldn't have turned into a big scene and ruined everyone's night. Maybe if they had been more open and accepting to each other from the beginning, the trip would be a lot more fun for them.

Ricky thought that taking the world's longest shower would help him feel like much less of an asshole, but it only made him feel worse as he was consumed by his thoughts the entire time.

Finally, after twenty minutes of standing in the shower, Ricky turned off the water and got out of the tub, taking the towel in his hand and dried his hair off. He had a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach, making him feel even more on edge about everything.

He hated that EJ had this effect on him, like, God, what is that about? He's just a guy! And Ricky has hated plenty of people in his life but they've never bothered him this much.

He finished changing and cleaning himself up, and looked at himself in the mirror, "Ricky, get your shit together." he mumbled to himself, before grabbing his belongings and turned to leave the bathroom. He swallowed, hoping that EJ was not in their room at the given moment.

He opened the door, and a feeling of relief washed over him when he saw that there was no one in the room. He threw his clothes onto his duffel bag, making a mental note to clean it up later. He strolled over to his phone and noticed that it was almost 11:15am, and that he was in the shower for almost an hour.

The boy sighed, deciding that it was time to face all of his friends. He left his room silently, walking across the hall and peeking into his best friend's room. Red was nowhere to be seen, so Ricky figured that he had already been downstairs.

Ricky slowly and nervously headed down the stairs, his stomach filled with uneasiness knowing that he would have to face EJ for once and for all. Once he was down the stairs, he scanned the living room, where Seb, Gina, and Red all sat on the couch.

They all looked at him, smiles spreading across their lips, "Good morning, sleepyhead." Red joked, amusement evident in his voice, as if he never sleeps until noon most days.