Stormy Nights FM x DM
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Danny p.o.v
I usually don't mind the different types of weather but there is one type of weather which I can't stand. Thunderstorms, I hate thunderstorms with a burning passion. I am more terrified of them then I dislike them. I haven't told the guys about my fear because they will call me a pussy for it. It is night time at the moment and there is a raging thunderstorm going on outside. I was shaking in my bunk and luckily the rest of the guys are sleeping or out partying, so they aren't going to see my shaking. George wasn't feeling too well so, he was sleeping and Jorel had caught the sickness, so he was also sleeping. Jordon and Dylan were off partying. Matt left the band not too long ago so unfortunately, he isn't here.
Not that Matt would really help me out here either, I think he helped out once but later said he only did it to shut me up because of how loud I was crying because of how scared I had gotten, and he wanted sleep. I am dating Dylan and I have never told him of this fear because I was scared of him calling me a pussy like Matt did the morning after he "helped" me. This did taint my friendship with him for the rest of the time that he was in the band, but it wasn't the reason why he left because we were still good friends. I did give him a good telling off for calling me a pussy when I know about his fears and didn't call him a pussy for them, so he apologised for his behaviour. That's how we stayed good friends. I don't think I would have been able to keep that friendship up otherwise.
Another clap of thunder had me jump and distracted me from my thoughts. I was good at keeping quiet in case someone found out, but I was still shaking underneath my blanket. Unfortunately for me George had woken up because he had the urge to purge so when he came back he checked on Jorel and made sure that the younger (to him) male was okay and then he checked on me. I couldn't hide the shivering because he had already seen it when he looked at me. "Oh Danny, you've got sick now too," he says, making assumptions but I wasn't about to correct him. I was coming down with the sickness going around, but I didn't feel it at that moment. "Sorry for waking you," I say even though I know he was going to be awake anyway.
"Don't be silly Danny, now budge up. I'll cuddle you for a little bit and the shivering will go," he says, and he had a hand on my forehead to see if I had a fever, but he was kinda warm himself, so the results wouldn't have been accurate. I shuffled up and George lay next to me under the blanket that I had, and he was rubbing my arm. The thunderstorm was coming closer, so I kept hearing thunder more often, but I was being a little calmer about it now that George was looking after me. I was not as afraid of thunder when someone was with me like this, but when I am on my own I am a mess. I snuggled up to George and slowly the shivering started to stop. He was smiling at me and I managed a weak one back before I had a little coughing fit. "Dylan's going to look after you tomorrow I bet. He will be so mad he wasn't here right now," George tells me, maybe I was getting sick at the same time as this damn storm.
"Yeah, I guess I kinda knew before they went out that I was getting sick, but I want him to party a little bit," I tell George, convincing him even more that I was sick, and I probably was. I had stopped shivering now and I was putting all my effort into not jumping with each clap of thunder and I could even hear the lighting strike a few trees in the field nearby. "You're really sweet Danny. He wouldn't mind missing a couple of nights of partying to look after you. Don't forget he can party when you feel better, it's not like you're asking him to stop partying forever," George tells me, helping me out like always. I was nice and comfortable in his arms, but not comfortable enough to sleep. The thunderstorm will keep me up and I am going to pretend to sleep when George goes back to bed. It will be more believable now I am not shaking.
"I know, but I still feel a little bit guilty about it even though it's not my fault that I am sick," I tell him, and I rolled over, so I was snuggling up to him more. He wrapped his arm around me and he was happy now that I wasn't shivering. Maybe now I am calmer then I can put my mind at rest and not be bothered by this stupid storm. That is of course only wishful thinking because my fear of the lightning and thunder going on outside wasn't going away, it was only getting worse I was just hiding it from everyone like I always do. George noticed that I jumped slightly but I heard the door bang, so it was technically the storm but not the thunder and lightning. "It's okay Danny, just the wind I think," he says, and I smile at him. At least he wasn't calling me a pussy for being scared by the door.
The others should be back soon, it is about 1 am currently but they don't stay out past 2 most nights. George stayed with me until I started yawing and I had somehow fallen into a light sleep and he was gone when I woke up to the sound of Jordon and Dylan coming into the bus. To be fair on them they were trying to be quite quiet about their entrance, but the storm wasn't helping me with my sleep. George was sleeping, I heard Jordon say so when he was right in front of me. I kept my eyes closed and pretended I was still asleep. "Dylan, I think you should take care of Danny tomorrow. We don't have a show and I think he's getting sick," Jordon says, and he checked my temperature. I felt his cool hand on my forehead. "I know, I am going to whether he wants me to or not. My poor bear, I feel bad for having a couple of drinks tonight," Dylan says, and I had to hide the smile that was going to be on my face.
"I know but you know what Danny is like. The guy never complains even when he is so sick you nearly called the paramedics on him. He only seems to have a fever right now, so I suggest we give him some Tylenol after we get changed and wake him up and then maybe he will feel a little better in the morning," I hear Jordon tell Dylan and I wanted to whine when I felt Jordon's cold hand leave my forehead, but I didn't. They don't need to know that I am awake right now, they believe I am sleeping. "Yeah, I just hope it doesn't get as bad as George and Jorel have had it. It's always a little tougher on Danny and he did only just get over that pneumonia like a week ago," Dylan says, clearly caring about me a lot. Maybe I can tell him about my fear of storms.
I felt someone shake my shoulder after it had gone quiet for a little while and I think I fell asleep again at some point. The thunderstorm is still raging on and getting closer to the bus which freaked me out on the inside a lot. I open my eyes and see Dylan lying next to me with one hand on my shoulder. "Hey baby, how are you feeling?" he asks me, and I started coughing all over again. It was painful, and Dylan was getting sad. "I don't feel good," I tell him, and he frowns before getting some of my hair out of my face. "I know baby, Jordon's gone to get some Tylenol for you and then we can snuggle," he tells me, and I smile at him. Dylan climbed into my bunk carefully and was playing with my hair which made me feel calmer, even though I jumped at the thunder and I knew Dylan had seen it. He didn't say anything because Jordon walked in with the medicine to make me feel better.
"Here we go, some Tylenol for a sick Danny bear," Jordon says, and then gives me the medicine which I take straight away in hopes of getting rid of this fever and getting some sleep. This storm going on was still just as bad, but I was a little distracted by this attention the other guys were giving me. I smiled at Jordon and said thanks for the medication he gave me. I was starting to feel a little better already. Jordon left for his bunk to sleep since it is really late, and we are performing the day after tomorrow. I snuggled into Dylan who wrapped his arms around me and I was glad the storm was starting to leave but I could still hear it. "Try and get some more sleep baby, you'll feel better once you've slept the fever off," Dylan tells me, and then he kisses me on the lips and I had to kiss him back. I snuggled up to him as close as possible and my eyes started to close on their own.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A few hours later – 4 am~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dylan is fast asleep, but now I am awake once more. I could hear the storm had made its way back or it never truly left a few hours ago. The thunderstorm was so close the clap of thunder made me start sobbing straight away and for once I didn't care who heard me, I was scared, and I needed someone to comfort me. I was next to Dylan, but he was fast asleep like I knew when I woke up and I don't think he is going to wake up anytime soon. I saw a flash of lighting light up the inside of the bus and then the second clap of thunder since I woke up boomed. My sobs got worse and I just hid my head in Dylan's chest, so I could feel like he was helping me out. I didn't want to check my phone and see what time in the morning it is, but I know it is slightly too early for me to be a big man baby over this thunderstorm.
I was crying for probably ten minutes before I felt Dylan's arms wrap around me and some patterns were being drawn on my back by him. "Oh Danny, what's wrong?" he asks me, I couldn't even answer him because I yelped at the thunder and the lighting hitting another tree nearby. Well, technically the yelp was me answering him, but my mind was slight fuzzy from the sickness. "Oh, you're scared of the storm. Don't worry Danny, I'll protect you, you are perfectly safe with me," he tells me, and I just looked at him with the tears in my eyes rolling down my cheeks. He knows of my fear and straight away didn't push me away or call me a pussy. "You're not going to call me a pussy?" I ask him, and he shakes his head before wiping some of my tears away.
"I will never call you a pussy Danny, it's okay to be scared of thunder. We can sing the fuck you thunder song and you'll feel better," he tells me, being quiet for the other people sleeping around us. He managed to stop me crying and make me feel a bit better about myself. Then he started singing to me the fuck you thunder song which distracted me completely as the storm went by the bus. I wasn't crying, and Dylan was comforting me which made me feel a whole lot better despite the sickness I currently seem to have. I felt worse than I did the second time I woke up today. I was guessing the sickness has something to do with it. "Thank you, Dylan," I tell him, once I was feeling a whole lot better about the storm.
He has a big smile on his face and he gently places his lips on mine and I kiss him back almost as soon as he kissed me. I love that despite the whole man baby thing, he still loves me just as much as he did before he found out. "You're welcome little bear, I will always be here for you," he tells me, and I smile at him. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders now that I have told him how storms make me feel and he can make it better for me. "I appreciate it Dylan and I will always be here for you," I tell him and then I yawned. I was still tired since I haven't had the best night's sleep so far. "I know you will baby. Let's go back to sleep, you need it," he tells me, and I don't argue with him.
I yawned again and felt my duvet cover me and Dylan. I was a lot more relaxed now that I had my thunder buddy by my side. "You're my thunder buddy, now aren't you?" I asked him, then yawned for a third time because of how tired I actually was. "Yeah, I am your thunder buddy for life now Danny. You are never going to get rid of me," he tells me, and I kissed his cheek. I want him to be my thunder buddy for life. "Yeah, I wasn't planning on getting rid of you, like ever," I tell him, and he hugs me tightly. That's the last thing I can remember of my night because I must have fallen asleep in his arms after that sentence. Or maybe I didn't but I was falling asleep, so I didn't hear if he said anything else.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning at 11 am~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dylan P.o.v
Danny is fast asleep next to me and he is still feeling sick. I can tell because his hair is all damp from the sweat of the fever he has again. I want to help him out, but I want him to sleep for as long as possible because his night was really bad. I wonder if I could have helped him if I stayed behind and learned about his fear of storms sooner than I actually did. I message his mom when I first woke up and asked about it and she told me he has had it since he was about 4 and a half and he has had it ever since which is a long time to have a fear as nasty as that and to hide it from everyone. George was sick for the past two days and I hope it's on its way out for him now. No one was up particularly early, so I used it as an excuse to hug Danny for longer in bed.
George is always the first one to get up for the day anyway, closely followed by Danny when the younger of the two isn't in his bunk sick. George didn't go straight to the kitchen like I was expecting him to. Instead he walked straight to the bunk that Danny and I are lying in and put a hand on the smaller male's forehead. "Morning Dylan, I think Danny definitely has what I had," George says, and I nod. I made sure that the little blonde didn't have his sweaty hair in his eyes anymore. "Yeah, it was bound to happen eventually. How are you feeling this morning?" I ask him, Danny didn't mention if George was up during the night or not, all though to be fair I did make it more about Danny than I did the other older male in the band. "I feel better today although I did wake up once during the night to throw up. That's when I knew Danny was getting the sickness because he was just shaking in the bunk, but I settled him, and that cough is still nasty," George says, and I held Danny a little tighter.
Danny was shaking in fear and I wasn't here to comfort him. Fuck, now I feel bad, but I know George was here to comfort him and it made me feel a little better. We got Danny out of his bunk and into the back living, area so we could get some fresh bedding down and George was going to get rid of the fever the old fashioned, way since we both couldn't bring ourselves to wake him up to give him Tylenol, especially when I told George how Danny woke up at four this morning and it took a little while to settle him down then. I didn't betray him and tell George that Danny had a fear of thunderstorms. It is up to Danny who he tells and doesn't. Danny is still out for the count which is good for him since he needs his sleep.
I did clean the bunk in record time which allows me to spend more time with my little bear. I walked back into the back living, room and Danny was in a clean outfit and George smiled at me. Danny was looking a bit better, probably because that fever was gone now. "He slept through the entire thing. I am glad we have the day off today for his sake," George tells me, then he picks Danny up and carries him back to his bunk. Danny didn't stir once which was good. We are going to leave him sleeping for as long as he wants to naturally. Since we don't have to perform tonight that could be all day if his body thinks he needs that much sleep. Jorel is probably going to sleep for a long time too as he is as sick as Danny is.
I go into the main living area with George and he makes us both some coffee and toast. He admitted that he was nervous to eat after being sick last night but I told him that it was going to be okay and he seems to be in the clear but nothing bad was going to happen if his body did reject the food. He isn't going to be forced on stage in front of hundreds of people tonight. It was typical that as the tour was getting closer to the end that most of the band was taken down with the flu, a nasty one at that. Jordon wasn't hungover so he was the next band member to make an appearance and get some coffee. "The other two are still sick then I take it?" he asks, referring to Danny and Jorel who are still sleeping the morning away.
"Yeah, Danny seems to have come down with it overnight after the show and he has it bad," George replies, we don't know much about how Jorel feels right now since he isn't awake but he is probably feeling a bit better. "Yeah, his immune system was still down from being sick with pneumonia and only really recovering from that a week ago so I bet it has hit him hard so suddenly," Jordon tells me and then sits next to George. Tyler was fine and he got a little hammered last night so he was sleeping off the hangover. We can waste some time by watching random television shows and movies before we go onto care duty for the two sick ones on the bus.
We have two buckets for them in case they need them and plenty of Tylenol now to keep any fevers at bay for the moment. It all depends on what symptoms they have when they wake up. Since Danny already had a fever when I woke up he is lying on top of his covers which he will find weird but he was still warm when we put him back in his bunk so we thought the cool air going through from the front of the bus to the back would do him some good instead of keeping him under the thick blanket which would make his fever come back sooner. We have lighter blankets on hand if we need them too. "We have a livestream tonight I think, maybe Danny and Jorel should miss that," Jordon says after looking at Facebook and seeing the reminder management left there for the fans.
"Maybe, it all depends on how they feel at the time. I think Jorel might be well enough to answer a couple of questions but I think Danny is going to be in an out of sleep all day so he can be here in body but not answering any questions," George explains, Danny would probably want me to cuddle him when he wakes up and I don't mind having him on my lap all day and even when the livestream is going on just so that my love is okay and he feels happy. "Yeah, I think we can all agree with that. They might find it cute that Danny will be cuddled up to me and fast asleep," I tell them, the livestream now becoming less of a problem than it seemed at first. Jordon sometimes overthinks things which is why they seem worse at first.
It was about half past twelve when we saw Jorel for the first time that morning. Jordon, the dubbed "Dad" of the group had gone out and got the pair some tins of chicken noodle soup and plenty of bottles of Gatorade to last the next few days while they are sick. Jorel went and grabbed a bottle of Gatorade first and there were some plain biscuits in the cupboard he could snack on if he felt that his stomach couldn't handle much. "Afternoon Jorel, how are you feeling now?" I ask, I had checked on Danny and he was still safely out for the count on the covers and I gave him the light blanket because he was starting to get cold. "Better, did Danny get sick or something? I haven't seen him yet," Jorel asks and sits next to me.
"Yeah, he started feeling sick after the show but he's only had a fever so far. Fingers crossed that it doesn't hit him as hard as we are expecting it to," George informs Jorel. Jorel is close to Danny, he was the one to invite the bubbly blonde to the band so of course they were going to be close companions. Jorel had also been the one to get Danny and I together by making us do the seven minutes in heaven challenge one night at his house. "Yeah, the poor guy can't seem to catch a break at the moment with all the sicknesses he seems to be having lately. I hope this doesn't affect him too badly," Jorel says and now we just laze around while we wait for Danny to wake up, hopefully feeling better than he has been doing.
About an hour after Jorel woke up, Danny comes stumbling in because he was rubbing his eye while he was walking. He quickly scanned the room and came straight to sit on my lap. We could tell he was under the weather because all he wanted was cuddles and he didn't even say hello to anyone like he usually does. "Still feeling awful bear?" I ask him, I was rubbing his back while he cuddled into me and he nodded after a minute. "This cough is still lingering and I don't like it. It makes my chest hurt," Danny complains and George gets up. He gets the inhaler the doctors gave Danny out of one cupboard and gets him a bottle of Gatorade out of the fridge. That would soothe any burning in Danny's throat he might have.
"Two puffs of this will ease the tightness and pain in your chest and the drink will help with your throat," George says and hands the items to Danny. He had shaken the inhaler for Danny so all he needed to do was take the cap off and take the two puffs George recommended to him and then he took a generous swig of the drink. "Thanks George," Danny says, with a weak smile but it was there at least. I couldn't get up to make my bear something to eat but Jorel had that covered as he wanted more food. He toasted four pop tarts in the toaster and plated two for himself and two for Danny. "You're welcome Danny, I think Jorel has this covered for you, but you should try and eat like normal because it will help your body fight more," George says, always on hand with the advice when we needed it.
Soon Danny and Jorel were eating the pop tarts like they had been starved for a little while. It was good that their appetites don't seem to be too badly affected by the sickness. We keep watching more movies and we had started on the South Park movie which would lead to us watching the television show afterwards. Danny was doing well with keeping awake and we gave him some more Tylenol because I felt that fever was creeping up on us again. Jorel had one little cat nap in between South Park episodes, but no one minded that he did. He was going to be fine when it comes to doing the live stream in a little bit but I am expecting Danny to be out for the count in my arms because he had started yawning.
I had guessed correctly when Danny had fallen asleep about ten minutes before the live stream was due to start. Jorel was awake and he said he was feeling better than he did when he woke up so that was a plus, it showed that the sickness was on its way out for him and by tomorrow we guessed he would be like George and back to their normal healthy selves. Danny would take another two or three days before he goes back to his normal healthy self but we are going to look after him the entire time that he is sick. Jorel was desperate to do something else to help Danny out so we let him go to the blonde's bunk to get the throw blanket I covered him with before and we used it to cover him while he slept in my arms. I think we mentioned that Danny wasn't feeling good so he wasn't going to answer any questions, but I can't remember off the top of my head.
Well, they were going to have to deal with Danny sleeping during the livestream anyway because after the night he had. We weren't going to wake him up just for this one hour time slot that he could easily do again when we have another livestream soon. I was thinking back to how upset he was last night during that storm and I just held him tighter to my chest. His mom was texting me throughout the day so she could get updates on her son since I doubt he has been on his phone since last night before the sickness hit him. She was happy that he has four people on hand to take care of him and that I was on hand for constant cuddles. I sent her a cheeky selfie with Danny conked out in my arms. He looked so peaceful while he slept and the storm from last night wasn't even affecting him anymore. I am still keeping that fear of his a secret for as long as he wants me to.
Danny started shivering against me while Jorel was in the middle of answering a question from a fan but he was nearly distracted by the blonde. Danny felt really warm against me so I think he was suffering with fever chills here which wasn't a good thing. George mouthed to me that he was going to get the thermometer so he could check Danny's temp. Jorel recovered his answer perfectly and then he apologised and said that Danny isn't feeling good so we were keeping an eye on him. They all hoped that Jorel and Danny would get better soon because they noticed Jorel sounded a little stuffed up. Danny was definitely having fever chills in my arms, his temp was over 101°f and we had to briefly wake him up to give him more medication cause it had been about four hours since his last dose.
Danny was okay with being woken up for a brief moment to take the Tylenol and then fall asleep in my arms again. He gave Jorel an awkward hug because of the way he was sitting compared with Jorel but I saw the fan comments blow up saying how cute the two of them were. When Danny started dozing off in my arms again, I made sure I was still holding him tightly. "I think Dylan got jealous of JDanny," George teases and Jorel pulls a face. He wasn't too keen on the ship of him and Danny because Jorel only saw the two of them as being brothers more than lovers but I thought it was funny. Danny gets all embarrassed whenever any ship name with him in mentioned. Obviously his favourite is Alvarillo.
"Aw come on everyone knows it is Danny Man for life," Jordon says and I chuckled when the laptop got moved to show the fact that Danny was holding onto my shirt tightly and he was out for the count in my arms. I made the fan girls squeal behind their screens by looking into the camera while I kissed Danny's head. Danny made it worse for them by smiling in his sleep. Then I passed the laptop back to Jorel who was answering more questions about our latest album and the tour that we are currently on. We'd say the tour is going pretty well despite the sicknesses which were going around. Danny stayed asleep for the rest of the livestream and he didn't need any more medication in the meantime. We watched more South Park after the livestream was over and we had takeout for dinner since not everyone was really well enough to leave the bus and go out to spend time in a restaurant.
Danny stayed awake for a long time both before and after dinner which made me smile. He was getting worse with the sickness, we could tell, but he was trying so hard to not let it get to him too badly. "Dylan, I think I'm gonna be sick," Danny tells me, his voice was very quiet even for him and I just nodded and helped him walk to the bathroom right on time. Danny was whimpering, and I saw tears in his eyes. Once he was finished I held him close to me very carefully and started to rock him a little bit just to see if it would make him feel better. Danny calmed down quite quickly, and I carefully carried him to the front living room area, I hope he can fall back to sleep as it is getting quite late in the day and I hope he doesn't throw up again. "Poor Danny," Jorel says when I walked back in carrying Danny bridal style.
Danny looked really ill and I was hoping the fever kept back this once. That's the last thing my little bear needs right now. The shivering he keeps getting won't help with the stomach pain the throwing up has brought him. "Hey Danny, it might seem hard right now but try and get more sleep. It will help you feel better," George says as he walks over to our side of the sofas and moved Danny's hair out of the way of his eyes. Danny looked exhausted and I hope the more rest we can help him get, the better he feels. "Okay," Danny says, and he looks at me, his eyes starting to flutter closed. "I love you Dylan," he tells me, and I let him kiss me on the lips. I kissed him back and I saw the smile on his face which made me feel good about how I have been taking care of him.
Danny fell asleep after about ten minutes of fighting it. He wasn't feeling good, so it took him longer to get comfortable in my arms. I was happy when he did fall asleep, he doesn't seem as affected by the sickness when he is sleeping. We watched some more movies and then we decided to all go to bed since we are performing tomorrow even though Danny might not be if he is still sick like he has been today. I made sure Danny was in just a pair of shorts when I carried him to his bunk to sleep. I lay him down on top of the covers and I snuggled up to him and fell asleep happy.
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