F A N G S || Vampire!Pete Wentz x Reader

"Are you there?"
There's a rustling on the other side of the phone. "Yeah," comes Joe's voice. It's easy to tell it's been put on speaker. "Yeah, we're all here."
You smile weakly, your face aching with what would surely bruise by morning. Your watery eyes trace patterns on the ceiling, shoulders slumping. You're thankful they weren't here to see you on the verge of tears.
Another shuffle, followed by Andy's voice. "Y/N?"
"Do you-" you clear your throat, keeping it from cracking. "Do you think you could do me a favor?"
"Of course," Patrick answers quickly. "What is it?"
You wince as you put a little more pressure on your arm, exhaling sharply through your teeth. You croak, "You think you guys can make a trip to Chicago?"
Mumbling from their end, Andy asking, "Why?"
Despite the way your face throbs, you smile; a full cheeked, eyes squinting smile. And yet, your voice still breaks, "Boys," you manage, "this is it."