Stay.

by Richgoranskii

Summary:

I dont know sighs, Jake goes to visit Rich in hospital ans they end up cuddling in small ass hospital bed giggles

Beeps filled Rich's room in the hospital, as he lay staring at the ceiling. It was getting dark earlier and earlier, so the sun was already setting by the time somebody knocked on his door.

He set his gaze on the door, waiting to see who it was. It was either a nurse or Jake. Jake had been visiting Rich since he got discharged from the hospital.

“Yoo, Rich! I got some Sbarros with me.” Jake called out into the dimly lit room as he walked in.

Rich smiled at his friend, carefully propping himself up using his forearm. “Thank you, this hospital food is SHIT,” he claimed, giggling.

The brunette returned the smile, as he walked over to the chair beside Rich's bed and plopped down. “Oh, agreed.” He said, putting the paper bag of Sbarro’s food.

Jake liked how Rich was now. He liked how bubbly and friendly he was now. He liked how Rich showed genuine concern when Jake told him about the play. He liked how Rich didn't hide the lisp that used to come through only when he was drunk. He liked that Rich didn't hide things from him. It was better. Jake loved this Rich.

“Anyway, I'm getting discharged in a few weeks.” Rich proudly claimed as he shifted to sit upwards, hissing at the half-numbed pain all over his body.

Jake's eyes lit up. He missed Rich — even though he visited practically daily — It sucked not being able to see him at school. “Really? That's great, Rich!” His lips curled into a smile.

The blonde nodded. “It'll be nice—finally making choices by myself.” He ran his hand through his hair as he spoke. Getting every aspect of his life ‘directed to make it better’ was so draining.

Jake hummed in agreement. He checked his phone, the time only being 7:30 even though the sky was a blur of deep pinks, reds and oranges.

“I'm glad you visited me.” Rich chirped up. “I get why you wouldn't." He claimed, glancing to the side before looking up to keep his eyes on Jakes.

Jake crossed his arms over his chest. “You're still my best friend, Rich. Of course I'm going to visit you in hospital.” he spoke with a tone that made it seem like he thought his words were common sense.

His lips curled into a smile. “I really wish I could hug you right now.” He admitted, scooting his chair just a little bit closer to his friend's bed.

“Go for it.” Rich replied, turning to sit on the edge of his bed. He definitely needed a hug after everything that happened in the past month or so.

Jake got up, and hesitantly wrapped his arms around Rich. “Please tell me if I hurt you.” He chirped up, burring his head into the other boy's shoulder.

“You're okay, it doesn't hurt.” The blonde boy reassuringly said as he tightly returned the hug. It was so comforting.

He would be lying straight through his teeth if he said he didn’t miss Jake's warm embrace. Both of them listened to each other's steady breathing, just quietly appreciating each other's company.

“Can you stay here tonight?” Rich spoke up, rubbing the other boy's back affectionately. He pulled away from the hug just enough to look at Jake.

It wasn't allowed, and they both knew that. But then again, neither of them could care less. “Ofcourse, Rich.” He replied, voice quiet and gentle.

Rich fully pulled away from the hug to lay in his (honestly very uncomfortable) hospital bed. The blonde put his hands behind his head as he stretched, yawning loudly.

Jake got up to lay beside Rich. It was definitely not supposed to fit two people, obviously, so the two boys cuddled into each other. The only sounds in the room were their calm breathing and the beeping from other rooms across the hall.

“I love you.” Rich spoke up. He planted a quick kiss on the other boy's head.

A pink hue dusted Jake's face. “I love you more, dawg.” He constantly claimed he loved Rich more, as if it was a challenge of some sorts.

Rich giggled softly as a response before shutting his eyes—finally getting to sleep without any sort of gummies. Jake drifted off shortly after. Both boys snored softly in each other's arms, and most likely dreamed about each other, too.

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Holy hell this is short.. thats okay!! Ill write smth longer later. I found out that hospital sex is a thing whike tagging this and im very like. What. Also this isnt great i was tired writing this sobs