Shipping shit

"I'm fine, guys, you don't have to-"

"No, you're not 'fine!'" Chris stated, rubbing his hand on Lyle's forehead, which felt hotter than it should've been.

"Fucken...whatever!" The black-haired man groaned. "I have a damn headache..."

"You want me to get you some water? Aspirin?" The shortest asked, running his hand through the sick man's hair.

"Sure, I guess..."

Lyle nearly choked on the water, unnecessarily worrying his 2 boyfriends.

"You okay?" They asked at the same time.

"You two worry too much, it just didn't go down properly, that's all," he stated, still coughing a bit.

Chris grabbed a pillow and a blanket, nudging the pillow under the other man's head and throwing the blanket over him. "Maybe you'll feel better after a nap?"

"But I'm not that tired..."

"Trust me!" The blonde commanded.

"Fine..." The tattooed man mumbled, closing his eyes.

Chris and Zach scooted Lyle's legs out of the way, sitting on the couch so they could monitor their boyfriend.

The tallest started to sort of kick at the other two, trying to stretch his legs out in his sleep. The brown-haired man rolled his eyes, gently moving his legs so that they were across his and the Irishman's laps.

But, he felt...safe in Lyle's arms, even if the other man didn't know. He liked his rythmic snoring, which Lyle denied that he did. He liked how tight he hugged him.

Whatever, he should be trying to fall asleep, not having all of these lovey-dovey thoughts. It was hard though, since he kept tossing and turning.

"Calm down, Chris, what are you worried about?" Lyle asked, his voice groggy. "Are you scared of the storm?'

"Uh-well, I guess...sort of...?"

"My God, you're such a baby!" He squeezed Chris tightly, making it hard for him to move. It was nice, though. Lyle was very warm.

"What's wrong?" The blonde asked. Zach was tearing up, his lips quivering.

"I-I had a nightmare...Can I stay with you for a bit...?" The American whimpered. Zach had decided to go to sleep early, while Chris stayed up to watch a movie or two.

"Aw, of course you can!" The Irishman said. The brown haired man sat next to him and wrapped himself in the blanket. "Mind telling me about your nightmare?"

Zach blinked his tears away. "Y-you were running away from me, and-and I was calling your name, but you didn't listen, and there was a cliff, and you..." He explained before bursting into tears.

"Shh, it's okay, Zach, I'm alive, I'm here, shhhh..." Chris said softly, putting his hand on his boyfriend and slowly rubbing his back. The other man layed his head on his shoulder and cried, leaving the Irishman's shirt wet.

"Hey, is there anything specific you wanna watch?" The blonde asked, hoping to lighten up the mood.

"N-no, you can watch whatever you want..." He sniffled.

"Do you want me to turn it off, or-"

"No, no, you can keep watching, I don't want to ruin anything for you."

"Alright, but you wouldn't be ruining anything for me, babe." Chris reassured.

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The taller man checked in on him about 20 minutes later, only to find him sleeping peacefully, his head still resting on his shoulder.

"You're so cute, dude." Chris whispered while smiling.

Chris x Zach

Lyle x Chris

Lyle x Zach

Chris x Zach x Lyle

Probably won't post much about the following but I also ship

Chris x Cory

Chris x Niall

Niall x Jeff