Weird feelings....

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YAYAYAYAYAYAY MY MOTIVATION IS FINALLY BACK AAAAAAAAAAA

Hobie pov:

I arrive at the dorm late because I had detention, the pipsqueak is no where to be seen which is fine by me. I go to my room and put on my headphones to listen to music, but after a while I get bored and decide to play some guitar. But before I can start playing I hear a loud crash coming from the kitchen.


'What the..... what was that...?' I think to myself before deciding to find out. I stand up and walk out of my room to see Pav picking something up. "What happened here?" I ask and he jumps, clearly not expecting me. "S-sorry I just dropped a plate..... I'm a bit dizzy so when I went to put it down it kinda just..... fell...." He explains in a quiet voice. I couldn't help but notice how.... Disoriented... he looks.
I step closer to him and put my hand on his forehead.

"Bloody hell, mate ya' burnin' up..." I retract my hand before grabbing the thermometer out of the cabinet. "Open." I demand softly "....what?" He looks confused. "Open ya' mouth." I say again and he obeys. After a moment the thermometer beeps and I check it, it reads: 101.8

(Lol that's my temperature rn)

"What's it say??" He asks curiously "ya' sick mate, you've gotta temp" I respond and he groans "great..." he says sarcastically and I chuckle. "Relax mate, I'll take care of ya'" he gives me a hesitant look. "No I'm fine! I feel great!!" He says with a soft smile before starting to pick up the shattered glass on the floor again.

'Absolutely not...' I think to myself before grabbing him and forcing him up, making him yelp softly out of surprise. "Mate ya' need to rest...." I say quietly, still holding on to him to make sure he doesn't fall over.
"Seriously, hobie I'm fine" he says in a low voice "your gonna rest, wether ya' like it or not." I say sternly "Hobie. I'm fine I swear, and besides. You can't make me." he says smugly and I raise a brow. "Wanna bet?" I say before picking him up, he was actually really light.


I carry him to his room and set him down on the bed. ".... I take it back." He says with a quiet chuckle and I couldn't help but smile at him. "Ima' fetch ya' some medicine, I'll be back in a sec" I say before walking out of the room.

RAHH ITS PAVS POV NOW

Pavs pov:

Hobie leaves the room and I can't help but smile softly, who would have guessed he was actually nice underneath all that toughness. I was snapped out of my thoughts as I notice hobie walk back into the room with something in his hand. "Ok mate, ima' need ya' to take some o' this." He says as he holds out a medicine cup with some purple liquid in it.



".... Yeah uhh.... Not happening.." I say and push it away gently. "To bad. Ya' gotta take it." He says sternly and I stick my tongue out and shake my head. "No. I hate medicine. It's gross." I can tell he was getting annoyed but I didn't care. "Take the bloody medicine before I personally shove it down ya' throat." He sits down on the bed infront of me and I cover my mouth.



"No. I don't wanna." My voice is slightly muffled by my hand but I don't remove it. He gives a long sigh before speaking again.
"..... Pav. Take. the. fucking.  medicine." He demands sternly before adding on "it will make ya' feel better. So just take it." I hesitate for a moment before caving in and taking it. It was absolutely disgusting.



"See? Now was that really so hard?" He questions teasingly and I huff before laying down on my back, staring at the ceiling. "I'll let ya' rest... if ya' need anything tell me, 'kay?" He says softly before standing up. "Okay." I respond with a soft smile, and with that, he leaves.

I take a moment to go over everything that happened, I smile to myself as I stare into the darkness. I feel my stomach swirl, but not like how it did earlier, it doesn't hurt, it just feels all tingly. 'What is this feeling...?' I think to myself, desperately trying to figure it out. Before suddenly sitting bolt upright in my bed.

'Fuck.... I think I'm in love with hobie...'

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(Well no fucking shit)

Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!
It was really fun to write! 🤭

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