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Now, the guys had just went on tour, and they’re staying at a hotel. Warren is rooming with Stephen, and Juan is rooming with Bobby and Robbin. Juan doesn’t know it yet, though. He doesn’t really mind rooming with the other guys, but his favorite is rooming with Bobby. Reason on that too... But now Robbin went over to the corner store to yap with some people. Classic Robbin.
Juan picked his bag up and walked out of the tour bus before throwing his bag over his shoulder, he then carries it up to his room, throwing it on the bed.
“Juan!” Warren called out. Juan turned his head over, “Hey man! Just wanted to let you know you’re rooming with Robbin and Bobby,” said Warren.
Juan nodded and sat on the left bed, “Ohh alright I don’t mind man! I’m just used to it,” he shakes his head and laughs.
Warren laughed and pat Juan’s back, “Oh yep I get that, it’s just what we gotta do man!”
Juan pat Warren’s shoulder, “Hey but it’s worth it right!” Warren nodded and smiles warmly. “It is worth it, alrighty I gotta get outta here now, before you lovebirds start going at it,” Warren teased playfully.
Juan rolled his eyes. Now Warren secretly has a crush on Juan, so he gets a little jealous with him and Bobby. But if Bobby found out about it, Warren would get beaten up. ”Yeah you got a good point man, now beat it!” Juan laughs. Warren chuckles and pat Juan’s knee, going to his and Stephen’s room.
“Ah man,” Juan laughed through his nose and sat back on the bed.
Bobby walked in, shutting the door. “Hey you,” he plopped on the bed next to Juan.
“Ooohh, hey my Bobby what you been doing?” asked Juan. “Oh y’know the usual stuff. But I really couldn’t wait to see you!,” Bobby said. Juan blushed and ran his hands through his hair, playing with it and stroking it.
“Me too baby, I’m just so glad Robbin’s not here, so we get some time to ourselves,” he said warmly.
“That’s right baby. No Stephen. No Warren. No Robbin. No RATT. Just us, with no cares in the world.” Bobby replied, kissing Juan’s forehead. He’s been waiting for this moment the whole tour.
Juan sighed warmly, turning his head to face Bobby. Bobby then opened up his mouth to say something, but Juan cut him off before he got the chance to with a kiss. Bobby wrapped his arms around his neck, kissing him back. Juan did the same with Bobby, wrapping his own arms around Bobby’s neck. He kept kissing him, tasting citrus fruits.
Around 15 seconds later, he pulled away very slightly, just enough for their foreheads to press together. He felt Bobby sighing dreamily through his nose.
“Hm, citrus?” asked Juan.
“Huh?” Bobby replied, sitting his back up. “Yeah, your lips, it tastes of citrus,” said Juan.
Bobby chuckled and moved a small piece of hair from Juan’s face, putting it behind his ear, “Ohhh yeah, I had two oranges and a grapefruit earlier, remember when Stephen told us not to get junk food.” Juan sat up and laughed a bit, “Oh yeah that’s right, but I don’t really mind the taste, you always taste so sweet,” he said.Bobby blushed and kissed his cheek, “Awh, you’re way too sweet yourself, but I don’t mind the taste on your lips either!”
Juan smiled warmly, “Aww, you’re so much more sweeter, but you know what I’m in the mood for?”
“Hm?”
Juan then held out his hand. Now, when Juan lets out his hand, he wants to cuddle. Bobby knows this, and the other guys do too. He doesn’t really mind who cuddles with him. He just wants cuddles. Bobby then smirked and held his hand, laying down on top of him putting his free arm around his waist. “Man, life can’t get any better then this, where it’s just us without a care in the world.”
Juan nodded once, holding onto him. “That’s right baby, I don’t need anything or anybody else, just my Bobby. Now that part was half true, the other half was maybe Warren, but Bobby didn’t need to know about that.
Bobby sighed dreamily and played with his hair, while the blinds in the window flew slightly from the cool breeze in the air.
Juan rested his head against Bobby’s chest, closing his eyes. Bobby looked down at him and smiled softly. He loves seeing Juan like this. Juan then drifted off to sleep, making Bobby smile even more.
They stayed like this for a little while, around half an hour later, Bobby kept laying there, below Juan, playing with his hair, before closing his own eyes and falling asleep with him, the blinds in the window still moving slightly.
This is what they wanted from the whole long bus ride, sleeping on bunk beds. They needed to sleep from shows. They waited for just them, and nothing else mattered in the world.