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chasesylvan · 2 months

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Thin Ice

CHAPTER 6 BABY!

TW: Slight sex scene? Mentions of cuts/self-harm and a panic attack, vomiting.

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After the incident that had occurred last night, Rain woke up with a shout, his fervent nightmare playing loops in his muddled mind making tears spring to the corner of his eyes, III next to him startled awaked at Rain’s shout. “Rainy, Rainy, what’s wrong, baby?” III frantically looks for what might be wrong with the water ghoul, but the ghoul is heaving dry breaths and struggling to intake them. “Rain!” III yells, accidentally waking II and IV up, who shoot up from their sleep and slip out of bed and quickly run over to his and Rain’s bed, “Bloody hell, III, what’s with th-“ II cut his rude remark off when he saw the state Rain was in and immediately his angry and irritated mood dissipated into a more calm and collected one.

“Rainy, what’s wrong, starfish?” IV softly asked as to not further overwhelm the poor ghoul, he started trembling and suddenly got up and bolted to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before vomiting everything he ate the night before, sobbing as the dry heaving caused shooting pain to rip through his chest and stomach, III quickly running over and into the bathroom, crouching down on to his knees and pulling the ghoul’s hair back while he vomited everything he had eaten in the last 24 hours. “Shh, shh, it’s okay, blue.” III soothed the pained ghoul, by rubbing soothing circles into the small of his back while he continued to vomit.

II started getting worried and his hands were beginning to shake and he started trembling, IV noticed II starting to have a panic attack and he gathered the smaller man into his embrace, and squeezed him gently, the comfort and grounding reassurance of IV’s body calmed the tiny drummer enough that his start of a panic attack instantly dissipated, and he visibly relaxed into the guitarist’s arms, IV shushed him as II silently started sobbing into his chest, repeating over and over how worried he was as the reoccurrences of nightmares from the boys had started to take a toll on the poor drummer’s mental state, from when he constantly awoke to a shout from one of them having realistic nightmares that caused them to hyperventilate and not calm down until II constantly had to remind them that the dreams weren’t real and that they’re okay and he’s there and not going anywhere.

IV noticed II had gone quiet and he looked down to see that the small drummer had fallen asleep from crying, cuddled up safely in the guitarist’s arms, IV smiled and picked II up into his arms, who immediately wrapped his legs around his waist and slept in his arms, looking quite comfortable as the two bassist’s finally emerged from the bathroom. Rain sniffled and wiped his nose on his hoodie sleeve, III walked gingerly over to IV who still had II in his arms and III glared confused, IV immediately answered the unspoken question. “He started shaking and trembling from seeing Rain vomit, so I just took him in my arms and he immediately calmed down and then fell asleep from crying.” IV spoke softly as he walked up to II’s room, on the second floor of their manor, III following softly behind as the guitarist carefully placed II down into his bed and pulled the covers over the smaller male’s body and kissed his forehead softly, II grumbling happily before burrowing into his fluffy blankets and falling into a deep sleep, content and comfortable.

They both walked back out of the drummer’s room and some knocks could be heard coming from the front door downstairs, IV smiled and walked over, unlocking and opening the door and his smile instantly down turned into a disgusted look as the person on the other side was Dew. “Dew.” IV greeted with a mundane expression and Dew slightly cowered from it, “H-Hi, IV.” Dew stuttered quietly. IV crossed his arms over his chest, “What do you want, Dew?” IV asked in an exasperated tone, clearly not wanting to hear what Dew has to say but he lets him in anyway and III trudges off to find Rain, clearly uncomfortable with the awkwardness of the atmosphere.

IV roughly grabs Dew by the arm and shoves him into the living room and goes wide mouthed, “What in the ever loving fuck is wrong with you?!” He quietly yells, startling Dew slightly, Dew is quite confused on why the other guitarist is yelling at him and puts on a confused glance, “How dare you misgender Rain for all those years.” He yelled at the shorter male, who visibly flinched at the heated and anger rising in IV’s tone, “I’m done with your coddling bullshit, Dew, I’m fucking serious about this.” IV swore and Dew looked down dejectedly, extremely ashamed and angry at himself for the pain and humiliation he’s caused the water ghoul all those years. IV walked over and tilted Dew’s chin up roughly, the fire ghoul whimpering from how rough the other guitarist was being.

“Let go.” Dew said, explosive anger rising in his voice.

“No, not until you get your boney ass in place and stop misgendering and disrespecting Rain.” IV said firmly. Dew tried to move, but the taller male had a firm and strong grip on his chin.

“IV, I said let go.”

“No!”

“IV, FUCKING LET GO!” He screamed at IV and the other guitarist went wide eyed and slapped Dew across the face, pulling a gasp out of him as he held his sore cheek. “Di- Did you just slap me?” Dew asked in disbelief.

IV turned to walk and glared daggers at Dew, “Maybe it’ll teach you a fucking lesson and give you a reality check, asshole. You’re on thin fucking ice at the moment.” IV said belatedly to the shorter, who stared, jaw slack and in absolute utter disbelief. IV walked off upstairs to II’s room, who had just woke up and was sitting up in bed stretching when he noticed the guitarist and gave a small sleepy smile, “Hi, darling.” II said in a gravely voice, IV smiled and went and laid in II’s bed, cuddling up to his side, II was confused but began rubbing his hand up and down his sides, “What’s wrong, love?” II softly asked, coming back to lay down and stroke his partner’s cheek softly, IV smiling and leaning in to the touches. Tears started welling in his eyes and falling over his eyelids and II’s eyes went wide and he scooted further over to IV and gathered the broken man into his arms and that broke everything in IV, he started sobbing loudly and hard into II’s chest, sniffling and crying, “Baby, it’s okay, shh, shh, it’s okay.” II soothed, trying his hardest to calm down the guitarist, who finally calmed after moments and sat up slowly.

“Wanna tell me what happened?” II softly asked, obviously leaving room for IV to decline if he didn’t want to say anything. IV sat up and leaned against the headboard and held out a shaky hand, II grasping it immediately in his hand and rubbing his finger over his knuckles, “I-I slapped Dew across the face and called him an asshole for misgendering Rain, I was fed up with his bullshit and he wouldn’t listen to me, so I screamed at him and slapped him across the mouth and walked off and now we’re here.” He choked on a hiccup. II soothed him by rubbing the pad of his thumb over his swollen cheek.

Socked feet could be heard coming into the room and IV’s eyes darted over to see III and Rain standing in the room, “Hey, loves.” II greeted and smiled brightly at the two musicians, who gave bright smiles back, “Vessel just told us we have a show tomorrow, in Bristol.” III said, panting and out of breath, causing the two musicians on the bed to go wide eyed and bolt out of bed and start packing bags, not expecting to have a show as their 4 month break was cut short for an unexpected gig. “But, don’t we have a 4 month break?” IV asked confusedly, everyone agreeing.

“Vessel said that a venue down in Bristol begged for us to play there for some unknown reason.” III shrugged, looking a little sad as well, as he’d have to take his puppy to a dog day care for a few days. IV found it a little suspicious but nonetheless packed up a suitcase with all his needs in it, everyone else had packed and went to their car, packing everything in it gently and locking the house, III driving as Rain was too tired to drive. III turned his head around and stared at IV before he started to drive to where their tour bus was, IV blushed under III’s heavy stare, “What?” IV asked, tone confused and wondering. “Did you pee before we left?” III asked, a fake mock in his tone as IV threw his head back and groaned in frustration, “Stop making fun of my bladder!” He whined and groaned, looking away from III’s torturous glare. III cackled and started the drive to where their tour bus was parked, the drive comfortable as everyone just did their own thing.

They finally arrived, meeting the rest of the Ghost members and Vessel, the singer greeting each of his bandmates with a kiss and a cuddle, they all pulled their bags out of the cars and onto the tour bus, and as all of the Sleep Token members were on the bus, Vessel sat them all down, “I just want to say to you all how sorry I am for this, this concert was not decided on my behalf, someone pleaded for us to play at their venue, an anonymous asking, so I said yes and I know you’re all probably mad at me-“ He was cut off by lips on his, his looked to see it was II, and his eyes fluttered close and he leaned into his lips before pulling away.

“Love, don’t apologise, you know how much we love performing for our followers, I promise you, it’s not an issue.” II reassured the tense singer, who calmed, smiled and nodded and their driver started up the drive to Bristol, which was a 5 and a half hour drive from where they were, III giggled next to IV and the guitarist smacked him on the chest as he begrudgingly got up and stormed down to the bathroom, III watched his movements and immediately stopped giggling when II looked over and glared at him , “III, you really need to stop being an asshole about his bladder, you know how much he hates it.” The drummer said and III frowned, “I’m sorry.” The bassist apologised and II nodded, taking his apology as they sat in a somewhat awkward but comfortable silence the rest of the bus ride. “Don’t apologise to me though.” II said and went back to his book he was reading, III looked down and decided to go down and apologising to IV.

IV didn’t come back from the bathroom for a while, and III started to get worried, instantly feeling guilt and deconstructing sadness shoot through his bony body, he decided to get up from his spot at the social area to go and check on IV, he first looked through the bunks, no sign of the guitarist anywhere, until faint and almost silent sobbing could be heard creeping into the hallway of the bunks, the tall bassist followed the cries and found that they were coming from the bus’ bathroom and he quietly trudged towards the door and softly knocked on the thin door.

“IV? Baby, you in there?” He softly called, and a small voice called back, “G-Go away.” IV said, and more sobs could be heard coming from the pained man and III instantly regretted ever making fun of IV. “Baby, please, I am so sorry for making fun of you, I never meant to cause any malicious intent, I’m so sorry if I hurt you.”

Shuffling could be heard coming from inside the bathroom and the door opened slowly, revealing a tired and sad looking IV, eyes and cheeks swollen, tear stains down his cheeks and sharp intakes of breath coming from his swollen lips. “Do you mean it?” He choked out, and looked down at his feet, III instantly feeling upset and ashamed with himself, he looked away from the guitarist and didn’t meet his eyes, until he felt fingers hook his chin and force them to meet the shorter male’s. “I meant every word, wildflower. Every word.” III said, his tone flat and serious but also still caring, the guitarist basically threw himself into the taller’s arms, the bassist catching him and holding him tightly against his chest, cuddling him close as he could hear soft sobbing coming from him again.

The bassist held him close, not letting go of his fragile body until IV pulled away first, they stood there for 10 minutes before II came to check on them, a small smile drawn on his lips at the scene before him, “All sorted out then, yeah?” He asked with a smirk in his tone, the two men turned around and sheepishly smiled at the drummer, who playfully rolled his eyes before telling them that they’d be arriving soon and to get their stuff ready for unpacking. They shared a quick peck and smiled at each other before coming back out into the social area, smiling at Vessel and giving him pecks as well, surprised sounds being pulled from his chest at the unexpected but not unwelcomed affection and attention from his guitarist and bassist.

“You both are in a giddy mood.” He softly said, smiling at the two, “Just needed to have a chat was all, and everything is all good and figured out now.” III said, and pulled IV from his spot on the couch, pulling a squeak from his lips, and situating him to straddle his hips and IV cuddled into his chest, as III held him tightly, IV melting into his arms and sighing happily as the bassist rubbed soothing circles into his lower back. “He’s okay,” III soothed, smiles being drawn on the other’s face as they were calmed now that they knew III apologised and IV was okay, III kept rubbing IV’s back until the guitarist fell asleep, cuddled up in his arms and forgetting all the insults III had thrown at him about his bladder.

II looked out the window and smiled at the familiar scenery that was Bristol, “Guys, we’re here!” II softly yelled, but IV woke up anyway and opened his eyes, first thing he sees being III’s giddy smile, “Afternoon, sleepyhead.” III giggled as IV groaned, regretting the nap he just took as he felt incredibly drained and exhausted and flopped his head back down onto III’s chest with a swear, pulling a soft giggle from the taller’s chest, “Come on, Ivy. Time to get up, baby.”

Rain and Phantom came into the social area, looking happy and the water ghoul beamed, “III!” He said happily as the taller bassist whipped his head and smiled brightly as he carefully manoeuvred IV onto the couch and stood up, enveloping the smaller man into his arms and hugging him, “How are you feeling, blue?” He softly asked and Rain smiled with pride, “I’m feeling amazing, sunny! Guess what, I just hit 2 months clean!” He said and clapped his hands happily and everyone stood up, praising and congratulating the ghoul, who blushed down to his chest from the onward attention, “Guys… it’s not that big a deal really…” Rain said softly, but III wasn’t having any of it and cupped Rain’s soft cheeks and kissed him softly, the water ghoul instantly melting into his lips and gripping his waist as he was pulled closer to III’s body and moaned softly.

III sat down on the couch in the social area and held his hand up towards Rain’s face.

III hooked his finger under Rain’s chin and dragged it under the soft skin seductively, causing the ghoul’s eyes to flutter and a happy sigh to fall from his lips, he tried to follow III’s finger and almost fell into III’s lap. “Easy there, blue.” III chuckled, Rain having a pout on his face as he instead sat beside him and laid his head on his shoulder and nuzzled his shoulder blade and III smiled at the affectionate gesture. The bus stopped and parked and they heard a voice call out telling them to get their stuff out and bring it into the venue. III helped bring all the guitars into the small rehearsal room, IV helped with the basses, and everyone pitched in to bring the drum kit onto the main stage, which was small but still was able to fit all of them.

III looked a bit skittish at the stage size, and grumbled softly, Rain walked over to the taller man and snaked an arm around his waist and leaned his weight into his side, “Sunny? What’s wrong?” Rain shy-fully asked, his voice but a mere whisper, tiredness evident in his small tone, III looked down at the smaller ghoul and smiled, “Oh nothing, just the stage size is ridiculously small.” III complained and stared at the stage once more with a forlorn look, Rain frowned slightly and got on his tiptoes and kissed the taller bassist softly, who wrapped his arms around Rain’s waist and pulled him closer, eliciting small moans from his mouth, “So handsome, blue.” III whispered darkly, sending waves of arousal through Rain’s body and he physically shivered at his attacking whispers.

A crew member yelled that it was time to open the doors, and as the stage entrance doors opened, thousands of fans came barreling into the mosh pit, the arena surrounding the stage and by the time it was full, there was thousands and thousands of fans patiently waiting and screaming for both bands, everyone had gotten ready to go out and play their little hearts out and then they could enjoy their 4 month break without any interruptions. As they piled onto stage, they whispered motivating praises to each other and patted each other’s shoulder and began playing, hearing the loud roars of the audience and them each smiling under their masks.

They danced around on stage emphatically and energised from the upward appreciation of the audience, high on adrenaline and serotonin, the show came to an end and they bowed as the audience clapped loudly and yelled ‘I LOVE YOUS’ to the band members, they waved once more and walked off stage, giddy and excitement rushing through their veins as they were immediately told to pack everything up and to load it back onto their tour bus, so they helped disassemble the drum kit and pack those where they belonged and everyone pitched in to help bring the guitars and basses onto the bus, and within a few hours, they were packed and ready to go.

IV was walking towards his bunk when someone’s arm caught his shoulder and he turned around and was met with soft but chapped lips on his and found it to be the drummer, “Mmmm, hi, baby.” IV cooed as a smile sprung to his soft lips, “Hi!” He beamed, smile bringing such joy to the guitarist who bent down and kissed him softly, pulling a happy sound from the drummer’s chest, “I was just going to my bunk for a nap, want to join me?” IV asked II softly, who in return replied with a nod and followed the taller male to his bunk. IV laid in first and scooted to the wall, and II toed off his Vans and slid in, being encaged by IV’s much bigger arms, and II cuddled into his chest, entangling their legs together as they fell asleep into a deep and peaceful slumber.

III found them hours later, tangled up in each other, but otherwise looking peaceful and comfy, he snapped a quick picture to admire later and smiled as he walked over and caressed both of their cheeks, painting a soft blush on both of their sleeping faces. He walked off to also find Rain sleeping in his bunk, facing the wall and thankfully, due to the size of the tour bus, the bunks were much bigger and could fit two people so he decided to toe off his shoes and slide into Rain’s bunk, pulling a sound from his lips as the taller bassist cuddled against his back and fell asleep.

Vessel came into the bus, wondering where everyone was, until he could hear the very familiar and linear snores coming from his bandmates and softly rolled his eyes as he went to the kitchenette area to make tea, distantly he could hear shuffling and flesh against hardwood as someone smacked their hand on the top of the bunk.

IV awoke and found that II was still sleeping, and snoring softly and the guitarist checked his phone and accidentally nudged II awake, him making a grumpy sound, “Sorry, baby.” IV apologised to the drummer, “It’s 12am.” He softly said as he found that they were still on the road, II grumbled and turned over, going back to sleep, but IV found that he needed the bathroom, and because he was against the wall and not on the side to the aisle, he had to wake II up again, “Baby, can you stand up for a minute? I need to pee.” He softly asked the drummer who grumbled but got out of the bunk nonetheless, IV thanked him and kissed his tired lips softly as an apology and the drummer got back into IV’s bunk and instantly fell back asleep from IV’s faint warmth still on the bed sheets.

IV went to pee and washed his hands, walking back out and noticed Vessel sitting at the social area alone and went over to him, “Hey, Vess.” IV greeted softly, making the singer look up from his notebook and shoot a toothy grin at the guitarist, “Hey, Ivy.” Vessel softly said and beckoned him over, he shyly walked over and Vessel grabbed his collar and pulled him downward into a kiss. IV’s eyes fluttered close as he held onto the man’s shoulders and smiled into his lips and he pulled back, “Love you, sweetheart.” Vessel’s grumbly voice rang through the social area, sending shivers down the guitarist’s spine. “I love you too.” IV voiced back.

The bus had finally arrived back into their hometown, they packed all their bags, II, III and Rain came back from the bunks, IV noticing that III and Rain were sweaty and clothes rustled and shot a smirk III’s way, causing ferocious tints of blush to spread through his cheeks down to his chest, Rain walked over to IV, looking utterly tired and seeming like he doesn’t want to deal with III and his ecstatic antics anymore, IV softly giggling and opening his arms for the water ghoul, Rain flopping down into his arms and cuddling close to the guitarist. “Hey, starfish.” IV greeted Rain, who mumbled a ‘hello’ back into his chest and IV playfully rolled his eyes.

“Time to go home, finally.” II’s voice rang from the sink. He was cleaning everything that had been used and was putting them away when he felt hands snake around his small waist.

He turned around and utterly beamed, the brightest smile on his face when he turned around and saw Phantom, “Ant!” He giddily said and catapulted himself into the rhythm guitarist’s arms, who caught him and giggled as II cuddled further into him, “Missed you, Ant.” He mumbled as he clung tighter to Phantom. The taller ghoul smiled widely as he rocked II slightly from side to side. The rest of the musicians looked on in adoration, as they were ushered out of the bus and into a smaller van which could hold them all and they piled into the van one by one and one crew member started the van up back to their shared house.

The drive was comfortable, II and Phantom had decided to make out in the back of the van, sharing tongue filled kisses and heated touches, boiling their skin as the kisses got passionate and filthy, II snaking his hand into the waistband of Phantom’s jeans, sending shivers down his whole body as II cupped his dick and stroked him softly until Phantom was panting and breathing heavily. “U-uhnn-“ He choked on a moan and slapped his hand over his mouth to stifle the shout he let out as he came hard in II’s hand and into his underwear.

II chuckled and pulled his hand out, wiping it on his thigh, “Such a messy boy.” He whispered and smirked at the quintessential ghoul but heard someone clear their throat, “Seriously?” It was III. And he was pissed. II fearfully looked over and saw III staring at the two of them, III flapped his hands dramatically, “In the van? Are you serious?” II and Phantom looked down in shame, and both mumbled soft, ‘m sorrys’, and III nodded before going back to doing whatever it was he was doing on his phone. Some moments pass and the silence in the van turns back into comfortable silence as everyone does their own thing, and painfully keep themselves out of each other’s pants, the driver announced that they were 5 minutes from the house, which everyone was so thankful for.

They arrived and all collectively got out of the van and grabbed their respective bags and walked into the house, smiling at finally being home, IV dropped his bags and rushed for the bathroom, everyone snickering, II actually went upstairs and packed everything away and then came back downstairs, running into III, “Hey- Don’t run up the fucking stairs!” He yelled to the bassist, III yelled back to the drummer, “Sorry! IV’s taking forever and I gotta shit!” II cringed at III’s expressive announcement and continued down the stairs to find the ghouls in the living room, deadpanning the back of Dew’s head.

“So, Dew.” II started the conversation, catching Dew’s attention from the couch.

“I heard IV got up you for disrespecting Rain did he?” II said while in the kitchen and Dew immediately went red and embarrassed. Rain looked over at him with a blank and uninterested glare and it sent ice spikes into Dew’s heart. “Y-Yeah, he did.” II nodded apprehensively. Dew’s body growing cold, which was weird for a fire ghoul, had he lost his spark?

“So, you gonna formally apologise to Rain then?” II asked nonchalantly, causing embarrassment to show on the fire ghoul’s cheeks, who turned to Rain and started properly apologising to him, tears falling down the water ghoul’s cheeks as he enveloped Dew into a hug and hopefully now all was good. III and IV came back down the stairs, looking giddy with each other and panting heavily, II rolled his eyes and continued to eat the sandwich he made himself. Everybody had decided that today had been a roller coaster.

III walked over to Rainy and planted a big kiss on his lips, causing the ghoul to blush furiously and a smirk to pop on the taller bassist’s lips as he went and sat on IV’s lap, pulling an ‘oomph’ out of him. He turned the TV on to a show that eventually turned into background noise as all the musicians just settled down for a nice cool off, wondering what the next few months will bring.

II was just hoping no one noticed the scars or fresh cuts on his arms or thighs.

#chase writes #sleep isn’t your only friend #fic #ii #iii #iv #rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #phantom ghoul #vessel

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the glint in his eyes ✨

(credit to: innoahcuous on tiktok 😊)

#chase rambles #sleep token #iv #vessel

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please please for the love of a god, when you tag your sleep token writing with Sleep token can you put it under a readmore? thanks

hi there! i’m incredibly sorry, was it the 5th chapter? and i’m so sorry again but i’m still quite new to tumblr and i’m not sure how to do the read more. can u tell me?

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Crashing Tides

MASSIVE TW! ATTEMPTED RAPE/NON-CON, ASSAULT, DEADNAMING AND A LITTLE BIT OF VOMIT! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THESE

On AO3 as well <3

III had awoken to the soft sounds of birds tweeting outside, the window being open to let the fresh morning air in, him breathing it in and smiling. He sat up and noticed everyone still sleeping. II curled up in Phantom’s embrace, IV on top of Dew, cuddling into his torso and Rain curled up at the taller bassist’s waist, he smiled warmly and ran a hand through Rain’s soft curls, remembering what happened last night and his mood instantly crashing down. He felt dread for the poor water ghoul.

He sat up and felt how full his bladder was, with a grunt, he pulled himself out of Rain’s embrace. The rustling of the bedsheets awoke IV, who snorted and woke up, looking around the room with a confused glance, his stare landing on III’s lanky figure, “M-Morning, sunflower.” IV spoke, speech slurred from sleep and disuse, he reached over Dew to grab his phone to check the time, reading that it was 5:30am, “Morning, wildflower.” IV groaned at the time and decided to get up, jostling Dew slightly who opened his eyes but shut them and instantly fell asleep again, and IV decided to make tea for him and III, padding over and planting a kiss on the bassist’s lips and smiling as III went over into the bathroom and peed. He brushed his teeth and washed his face and walked back out of the bathroom and over to sit at the little dining table facing the little kitchenette, scrolling his socials and looked up to watch IV skittering around the kitchen making everyone’s favoured tea.

“You’re so pretty, wildflower.” III admired, causing blush to shoot through the guitarist’s cheeks down to his chest.

“You’re more handsome, sunflower.” IV shot back with a smirk on his lips, causing waves of arousal to shoot down III’s groin, causing a whole body shiver to wrack his figure, “It is not even 6 in the damn morning, calm your dick down, tiger.” IV said with a chuckle, noticing how pink the taller’s cheeks got after his flirtatious comment. “Well how else do you want me to react when you call me handsome, huh?” III questioned with a sly smile on his face, IV just rolled his eyes playfully and brought over III’s mug of tea, III happily sipping it while continuing to scroll his phone, IV giving the bassist a kiss on the corner of his lips and smiling at him.

Rain awoke, due to the amount of talking coming from the guys in the kitchenette and he smiled at the scene he opened his eyes too, but was instantly crushed due to the pain that travelled all down his forearm and he whimpered, it catching III’s ears and he looked over and frowned, “Rainy? You awake, baby?” III softly called, Rain perked up and let out a small “Yeah”, III got up after having finished his mug of tea and padded quietly over to the bed and sat down on the edge, his hand coming to rest on the ghoul’s covered hip, “What’s wrong, blue?” III worried, Rain whimpered and gestured to his arm and the taller bassist frowned.

“Let’s change the bandages for some fresh ones, shall we? And how are we for pads?” III softly asked, to which Rain replied with, “Need new one, please.” III nodded and carefully helped the weak ghoul out of bed and into a standing position, holding onto him for support as they walked the short distance to the hotel room’s bathroom, where all of III and Rain’s toiletries were. He softly sat him down on the closed toilet lid and pulled out a fresh pad for him, along with new bandages and cleaning supplies, “Give me your arm, blue.” He gently held Rain’s arm in his and looked at his arm and his heart squeezed, He should not be in this much pain to cause him to harm himself, it isn’t fair, III thought to himself as he tended to Rain’s bloodied cuts, wincing at how deep he had gone.

“Rainy, promise me one thing, please.” III looked to the water ghoul for any sign of discomfort, but found nothing behind his gaze, “Mm?” Rain hummed, letting III know that he was still listening to him, “Will you please come to me next time you’re having these type of thoughts?” Rain’s eyes softened a bit, he nodded tentatively, “Promise.” III smiled, happy to take that affirmation from the water ghoul as he very carefully put new bandages on the cuts, giving each a soft kiss before covering them gently as not to further irritate the affected and wounded flesh. Rain’s heart swelled at the tentativeness of III’s movements on his arms.

“T-Thank you,” Rain softly said, his throat closing up for an unknown reason, and feeling unreasonably scratchy and sore, feeling sick all of a sudden, and as III put the last bandage on Rain’s arm, he surged forward towards the toilet and vomited what little was in his stomach and stomach acid along with it, III wincing as he dry heaved, taking in deep and painful breaths as his chest contorted and he was sobbing painfully, the taller instantly scooping the poor ghoul into his arms and held him tightly as he cried into III’s arms.

“P-Pad, please,” The last word whispered out, his throat giving out on him and he lost his voice, III completely forgetting Rain was on his period, moved to flush the toilet and close the lid, sitting Rain on top of it and stopping for a minute, “Rainy, can I touch you?” III asked, taking any chance to make the water ghoul as comfortable as possible, even if that meant asking for his consent any time III would go to do anything on his body, Rain softly nodded his head and III moved to remove his pants and underwear, taking the old pad out of his underwear and chucking it into the bin, replacing it with a fresh one, Rain instantly feeling overwhelming waves of embarrassment at needing help with something as simple as changing his pad.

“‘M sorry.” Rain mumbled, feeling guilty at III having to help him, III looked up at his glassy sapphire’s and had a small smile on his face, “Blue, you don’t have to apologise, I’m more than happy to offer my assistance when I know it’s needed,” III reassured the trembling ghoul. It drawing a small smile on the ghoul’s lips, III taking his chin and leaning in for a soft kiss, no filth or toughness, just pure soft and sweet, shooting into the water ghoul’s veins, and he sighed and melted into the taller’s lips. They pulled back, “I think IV’s made you breakfast, blue.” III said with a giggle, watching Rain’s face light up at the idea of breakfast.

“No more apologies, okay? I am more than happy to help you when I know you need it.” III sternly reassured, Rain nodding at his care for him. The taller led both himself and Rain out to the kitchen where IV was making scrambled eggs with bacon, waffles with ice cream and fruits and smoothies, “Woah, wildflower, you didn’t have to make us a feast.” III said, adoration and appreciation in his tone despite what he said. IV looked up from the stove and smiled, “You guys have been pushing yourselves to the limit, you guys deserve a nice breakfast at least.” IV sheepishly said as he plated up 6 plates, one for himself and then plates for the other 5.

III looked over and saw that the only person asleep still was II, curled up in the sheets and snoring softly still, the sun shining through the curtains, his eccentric skin glowing up and making him look angelic, III smiled and walked over to his bed and sat down gently on the edge and sat his hand on his covered hip, “Baby, time to wake up.” III softly called, II stirring and opening his soft baby blues and staring up at III, looking as adorable and cute as ever, “Morning.” II mumbled, voice deep with sleep, III smiled and let the drummer sit up and III leaned in and kissed his cheek, pulling a startled squeal out of the smaller man. “You want some breakfast, baby?” III questioned, to which he received a small nod.

III stood up and II rolled to sit up at the edge, yawned and stretched and his shirt rode up, showing his toned stomach, and III seized the opportunity and lurched forward, tickling the drummer on his sides, pulling little squeals and pleas from him, “Nooo! III! Stopppp!” II squirmed and squealed, trying to get out from the torturous hands of the taller bassist. III held him down and decided to hop on the bed and straddle his hips, shoving him down into the soft sheets of the memory foam mattress. II��s cheeks instantly lit up with pink and red tints, III smirked and leaned down, stealing the breath from him as he kissed the drummer, filthy and dominant, pulling soft moans from the smaller man beneath him.

“So pretty at my mercy, baby.” III purred, sending wave after wave of arousal all throughout the drummer’s body.

III’s hand travelled down his body, stopping at the waistband of his sleep pants, pulling a high keen out of the man. “Why are you such a tease?” II snapped playfully, III smirking and getting off of him, II’s hips chasing him.

“Well for one, it is 8:30 in the morning and you are way too horny for me to deal with you.” III said, a proud smirk on his face for riling II up so easily. II whined in frustration and got out of bed, having to readjust himself in his sleep pants multiple times, pulling amused giggles out of the guitarist who walked over and handed him a plate of the breakfast foods, giving him a long kiss on the lips, II’s eyes fluttering shut as he tried to deepen it and wrap his arm around IV’s waist, but IV dodged him and II stomped his foot, “Why is everyone bloody teasing me?!” He squeaked angrily.

“You are just so adorable when you’re angry, II.” III cooed at the drummer, earning a frustrated whimper from him, “Eat your breakfast, baby.” II did as he was told and III went back over to check up on Rain. “Hey, blue, you feeling better?” III spoke softly, and Rain looked up with half lidded sapphire’s, his eyes sparkled from the sun peaking through the curtains. “M feelin slightly better, arms hurt st’ll.” He mumbled, sleep evident in his pretty voice. III stroked his cheek with the pad of his thumb, Rain humming happily into the air and leaning into his touch and smiling softly.

“Tired, blue?”

“Mhm.”

III chuckled and looked at his phone’s calendar, seeing that no plans were scheduled for today.

“Go back to bed, blue. We can just stay in bed for a while and maybe go out later tonight for some nice dinner. What do you think, baby?”

Rain thought for a second, he’d just love to go back to bed and sleep, but the thought of a nice dinner tonight made his stomach rumble. III chuckled as the water ghoul looked at him longingly, “What?” III squirmed slightly under his heavy gaze. “Nothin’, jus admiring someone who’s incredibly handsome.” III immediately blushed right down to his chest and he looked away while smiling. “Shuddup,” He mumbled, but snuck a quick and appreciative smile onto his lips.

Rain instantly started feeling better and decided he wanted to go shopping as most of their birthdays, or “their day” as the members of Sleep Token called their “birthdays”. If Rain remembered correctly, II, III, IV and Vessel didn’t celebrate their birthdays like normal, they celebrated it for the day they became vessels, anyway, Rain decided he wanted to buy gifts for II, III and IV as they’re “days” were the closest to each others. “Guys.” Rain perked up, instantly catching all of their attentions, “I wanna go shopping, would anyone like to come with me?” Everyone thought for a split moment, and they all decided to go with Rain, except for Dew and Phantom, III more so he could keep his eye on the slightly still in pain ghoul, “Sure, blue. What do you wanna go shopping for?” III questioned as he began to chuck his sneakers on.

“Oh… just some gifts for some people.” Rain said, no one caught the lie, which he thanked Satan for, and everybody got dressed and made sure they had their phones, wallets, keys and hotel room keys and walked out the front door, it locking behind them as they walked to the elevator and stepped in, waiting to be taken down to the lobby. IV snuck his way to Rain and cupped his face, Rain startling from the contact, but the feel of lips against his calmed his nerves a little bit, and he closed his eyes and leaned into IV as he made out with him. IV pulled back and looked at his expression, seeing how red his lips were and how tinted his blush was. “Such a pretty blue you shine with, starfish.” IV cooed and kissed the corner of his mouth before turning around at the sound of the elevator dinging, alerting them of their arrival at the lobby floor.

Rain was in absolute shock and bliss at the same time, and he looked down and groaned aloud at his erection straining his jeans, he adjusted himself multiple times, pulling amused giggles from the musicians and he scoffed at them, “Guess no one’s getting kisses or cuddles from me when we get home,” He said, a proud smirk on his face when he received complaints from them. He chuckled and walked to the rental car and hopped into the driver’s seat, III getting in the passenger seat while II and IV got into the backseat, Phantom and Dew decided to stay back at the hotel as they just wanted to work out some errors they had with each other.

“I’m glad Ant and Dew were able to work out what’s up with their relationship, it was either that or it be incredibly uncomfortable atmosphere during rehearsals and recording sessions.”

II spoke from his spot in the car, his hand entwined with IV’s as he soothingly rubbed circles over his knuckles, IV smiling from the motions. III hummed in affirmation and IV nodding softly. “Yeah that’s definitely true, I think it’s honestly to do with me…” Rain softly spoke, keeping his eyes on the road as he drove the 1hr drive to the mall, III reached over and sat his hand on Rain’s thigh, squeezing gently, “Don’t put the blame on to yourself, blue. It wasn’t your fault Dew is such a cunt,” III mumbled the last word, IV reached over with his free hand and rubbed soothing circles over III’s nape, the bassist leaning into his touch. “Deep breaths, sunflower.” IV soothed, his gentle tone soothing III’s quelling rage. III reached up and softly rubbed the top of his hand and IV smiled.

“We’re about 30 minutes away, guys.” Rain announced, scenery surrounding them and making the sky look impossibly pretty.

“The sky reminds me of you.” II said quietly to IV, who blushed heavily and squirmed. This pulled an amused giggle from the tiny drummer as he cuddled into IV, the guitarist decided to sit in the middle so he was closer to the drummer, IV wrapped the smaller man in his arms and rested his chin on the top of his head and rubbed his arm up and down his shoulder and arm.

“You’re so adorable.” IV cooed, and leaned down to capture his soft lips in a loving kiss, bringing a hand around to cup his cheek and begin to make out with him, the sounds caught III’s attention as he whipped his head back towards the two, instead of yelling to get a room, he quickly snapped a picture to admire later. “I couldn’t have found myself cuter guys than you two,” III softly admired, causing both the musicians to blush and smile shyly. III smiled warmly and lovingly, the bassist’s smile being able to bring anyone joy from the amount of radiant happiness it brought anyone who saw his smile.

“You have the brightest smile, III.” IV said, bringing his smile wider than ever, pulling a toothy grin from both the guitarist and drummer. They all felt the car stop as Rain park in the underground parking lot, “We’re here, loves.” Rain said, smiling as the perfect ideas for gifts popped into his head. “Right, you 3 split off and do your own thing, I’ll text when I’m finished shopping okay? I love you all.” He collectively gave each of them a smooch and a cuddle before walking off, leaving confused glances and noises to fall from their lips but they didn’t question it.

Rain’s first stop was the music store he knew II loved, named Metalaporium, a metal themed music shop but also an emporium, he wanted to get a $150 gift card as he knew this was the drummer’s most favourite music shop ever, he walked in and was greeted by an employee with a small smile and nod, he walked to the front counter and caught the attention of a young looking man, “Hi there, sir! What can I do for you, today?” The young man politely greeted, Rain smiled and found what he was looking for and pulled out his wallet, “Just that, thanks.” Rain politely said, and the employee nodded and activated the gift card and told him how it would be active for over a year. Rain nodded and tucked the card into his wallet, next stop was a custom shirt shop.

Rain found the shop and entered, eyes on getting II a custom made shirt that said on the front, “World’s Best Drummer!!” and a pair of twin drumsticks on the back with his Roman numeral in cursive writing, he is absolutely gonna love this, Rain quietly thought to himself, he walked to a bench in the back of the shop where custom shirts would be made, “Hey there, mate! Whatcha want to order, today?” The man was tall and had tattoos covering his arms, but he was incredibly nice and sweet, “Hi there! I’m wanting to get a shirt custom made for one of my partners, he’s a drummer.” Rain explained, not wanting to go too much in to detail. “Righto, what would you like printed on the front?” The man asked, not questioning at all that he had a male partner, “Can I get “World’s Best Drummer” with 2 exclamation marks on the left breast?” Rain quietly asked, “Sure, anything else?” Rain nodded and proceeded to say he wanted a twin pair of white drumsticks with the Roman numeral II in cursive across the drumsticks on the back of the shirt, “I like your design idea, mate, very well thought out.”

The man praised Rain’s idea, and he blushed slightly, “Thanks, it’s his birthday soon and he deserves a nice gift.” The man smiled and wrote down what Rain wanted, “Should be done in about 2hr 30mins, mate.” The man said, Rain nodded, this is the perfect amount of time to run across to a drumstick store that he saw and thinks to get customised drumsticks that II can get framed, because he knows how hard II drums and he would like these to stay in tact.

“I’ll be back when it’s time, then. See ya.” Rain waves bye to the man and he waved back, beginning to work on the shirt, Rain walked out and over to the drumstick store and gets greeted by a few employees as he walks to the counter where you can order customised drumsticks, Rain sees a female employee and walks over, being greeted with a friendly smile, “Good afternoon! What can I do you for, today?” She softly greeted, “Hi! I was wondering if it’s possible to get some custom drumsticks today?” He asked, slightly nervous hey may not get them today, but the employee smiled, “We actually have room to make them right now, if that’s better?” She asked and Rain eagerly smiled, “Oh my goodness, that would be perfect,” She laughed small at his relieved breath.

“What would you like the engraving to be?”

“I would like the Roman numeral II, and a carving of a dove.” Rain smiled.

“Of course, it should be done in about an hour.” She nodded and smiled, not questioning his weird choices.

“Thank you!” He smiled, that was II’s presents done, now time to think of what to get III. He had 3 perfect ideas for a gift, but it would have to wait until they got home, so for now he went to the pet shop and bought a bunch of different dog toys and dog food, already knowing what type of puppy he wanted to get III, the other bassist had been begging and saying how much he wanted a puppy, but because of being on tour, he couldn’t care for the puppy, but their 4 month break was approaching, they had 2 shows left and then they were on break for 4 months, so he decided that III’s gift could wait, but he would buy it toys first, as the food may go bad. He went in to the pet shop and selected 6 different dog toys, and bought them, then decided that he would also get IV’s gifts as well.

He walked around the mall and found a guitar shop, that also specialised in customisations of guitars, picks, pick guards and anything related to guitars, perfect, IV will love this, Rain thought to himself as he decided to go in and buy a whole pack of customised picks for the guitarist, he walked in and greeted multiple employees before heading over to a counter where you could order customised guitars and picks. He walked over and was greeted by a small tattooed woman, “Hey there! Whatcha need today?” The lady asked, her voice bouncing with a heavy British accent, “Hi! I was wondering if I could order a pack of 24 customised guitar picks for today? Is that possible?” The lady nodded and pulled out a notebook and pen, “What do you want the picks to have on them?”

Rain thought, and nodded at his thought, “Can I get the Roman numeral IV and a small wildflower? Is that possible?” The lady smiled and nodded as she wrote down what he said, “Should be done in about 30 minutes, babe.” She smiled softly and he nodded, “Thank you!” She nodded again and he looked at the time and it read, 1:24pm, as soon as he looked up, his phone pinged, it was a message from the group chat with him and the Sleep Token members:

Flowerbed 🌸: Hey starfish, me and the others are just going to the food court, let us know when you’re done! Love you! ❤️

Rain: No worries, just got a little bit of shopping left and then I’m done, love you guys too! ❤️

He looked to see that II and III replied back with an I love you as well and smiled as he liked all the messages. He turned on his heel back to the drumstick store and saw that his drumsticks were finished, he walked over back to the counter and the female employee smiled and waved him over, “Here are your drumsticks, sir.” Rain’s mouth fell slightly open, the drumsticks were white in colour, with II’s Roman numeral in cursive writing with the dove behind it on both drumsticks, and they were sturdy and looking beautiful. “Miss, they’re absolutely beautiful, I cannot thank you enough!” He smiled brightly.

The lady also smiled back, happy that her craftsmanship had put a smile on his face, “Your so very welcome! Your total comes to $120 today, cash or card, sir?” The lady asked and he replied with card, he tapped it and thanked the lady, stuffing the drumsticks in a black velvet bag, then into another plastic bag he brought, he looked at the time once again and saw that there wasn’t much time until his shirt for II was done, so he decided to head back over to the guitar shop and pick up the pack of 24 customised guitar picks, the tattooed lady saw him and put her hand up and he walked over, “Hi! Here are your guitar picks! Here’s one for what they look like.” He went wide eyed as the guitar pick was black in colour, his Roman numeral in cursive as well, white in colour, with the small and beautifully painted wildflower behind the numeral, “These are perfect, ma’am, thank you so much.” He said, so happy that his gifts are coming together for his loves.

The lady smiled, “Of course, dear. We thrive to make our products as authentic as possible.” She smiled and totalled his order, “These are actually on special today, so only $79.99 today.” She clapped the table, he pulled out his card and tapped it, “Thank you very much!” She said and he nodded and took the pack of guitar picks and put them in another velvet bag and into the plastic bag as well, “See ya!” He walked out and noticed it was time for him to go and collect his last gift of the shopping period. He walked back over to the shop and the guy waved him over, “Hello, sir! Are you here about the shirt?” The man with the tattoos asked and he nodded, “I’m afraid it still has 15 minutes left, but you’re welcome to look around the shop while you wait, I’m so sorry, our shirt printer is so slow today,” Rain looked at the employee and smiled.

“Oh it’s okay! I’m in no rush!” He quickly said and smiled. He decided to have a look around the shop, seeing some cool stuff but nothing really catching his eye, 15 minutes finally went by and he went over and his mouth dropped to the floor, figuratively and literally, the shirt was a beige in colour, the words, “World’s Best Drummer!!” on the left breast, the young man turned the shirt around and Rain couldn’t handle how pretty the shirt was, II’s numeral was in beautiful blue cursive writing, with the twin white drumsticks and a cascade of roses and vines fell down slightly over the numeral, Rain could cry right there and then if he could.

“I-It’s so beautiful and I can see the hard work that was put into it, sir.” The man slightly blushed under the praise, “Thank you kindly,” He said and wrapped the shirt up carefully and put it into a bag, “There we are, sir, your total is $250 today, cash or card?” He softly asked and Rain once again said card and tapped it and thanked the man, he spent so much money today, but it didn’t matter, he earned quite a large amount from being in Ghost, so the amount of money he spent today barely put a dent in his wallet. He finally finished shopping and decided to quickly head to the car and stuffed the bags of gifts carefully into the boot and walked back in towards the food court.

Forgetting 2 more gifts, he ran around trying to find the store and found it, a shop specialising in custom made boxes and other trinkets, he walked in and was greeted by a friendly employee, “Excuse me, where would I find where I can order custom made boxes?” He softly asked and was directed to a counter in the back, he nodded and walked over there, “Hey there! What can I do for you today?” The employee asked in a friendly tone, “Hi! Can I please order a custom box for today?” The employee nodded, “Can I please get a black custom box made to hold guitar picks and small collectables?”

She nodded and smiled, “What would you like the top of the box to have?” He pulled out his phone and showed a logo of Sleep Token’s band, “And then can I get IV engraved somewhere in the inside?” The lady smiled and wrote everything down, “This should be done in about 20 minutes, love.” He smiled and decided to quickly head over to Build-A-Bear to get IV a bear that looked like III, knowing his undying love for the man, he deserved to have something that reminded him of the bassist if he was ever gone. He picked out a cute outfit that resembled III’s clothing style and got the bear to have III’s voice saying, “I love you and play safe!” in a soft voice. The bear was done and he paid for it with its birth certificate as well and carried it over and back to the store and saw that his custom box was done.

“Here is the finished product, sir!” The employee said, and Rain looked at the elegant red and black velvet box, it had the emblem of the Sleep Token logo on top, and he opened it and saw IV’s numeral engraved on the inside, it was perfect. “Thank you so much,” He paid for it and brought the gifts out to the car as well before going back inside and finally going to find the food court.

He found his loves sitting at a table and went over and sat next to III, who startled and jumped nearly a foot in the air, causing giggles and laughs to erupt from the two over the other side, “Sleep up above, blue!” III said, his chest heaving and Rain burst out in to giggles, “Scared the absolute life outta me, for sure,” His British accent incredibly heavy, Rain kissed him, knocking more breaths out of him. He leaned in before pulling back, “Where’s your shopping, baby?” II asked. Rain looked over to him, plastic wrapping in front of him with a half-eaten burger sitting on it, “In the car, couldn’t carry it.” He simply said, IV squinted his eyes, eyeing Rain with suspicion.

“Anyway,” IV started, “Let’s go home, we’ve been here a while and I checked out the bathrooms and they’re dirty as hell, and I need a piss.” III and II both scoffed and let out breathy laughs, “You always need a piss at the worst of times, I swear to Sleep.” III laughed and stood up, the rest of them following suit. IV walked over and smacked him right below the belt, pulling an oomph out of him, “You little shit”, III laughed and threatened with his hand near IV’s stomach, and IV took off running towards the front of the mall, everyone giggling and walking after him.

“You always rile him up, darling.” II said, holding his and Rain’s hand as they followed towards the entrance of the mall and walked to find IV near the car, stepping in place and looking impatient, “What’s wrong, baby?” III called out and giggled, he could hear IV whine in frustration, “Unlock the damn car or I’m pissing right here on the floor.” He growled out, and Rain chuckled, he took out the keys and clicked the unlock button, IV instantly getting in, putting his seatbelt on and unable to keep still, “Someone is quite moody,” II giggled as he got into the car, much more calmly then IV did and earned an elbow to the ribs, he quickly shielded himself from the attacks, “Ow… IV that hurt…” II said, his ribs actually hurting and he groaned in pain.

IV instantly felt bad, “Oh I’m sorry, baby.” He held out his arms and II cuddled closer into him, ignoring the pain in his ribs and just wanting comfort, IV bit back playfully, “Then don’t call me moody, not my fault I have a bladder the size of a fucking golf ball.” He complained, earning synchronised laughs from the others, Rain started the car and it dawned on IV, realising how long the car ride would be. II looked up and startled a bit, watching the colour drain from his face, “IV, what’s wrong?” He worried. “The car ride is an hour right? Is there any possible way to stop?” Rain softly nodded and he drove, approaching the rest stop within minutes and IV bolted out of the car and towards the toilets. The rest snickered to themselves as they busied themselves with their phones as they waited.

While IV finished and zipped himself up, he could hear the familiar giggling of someone he knew that he wished he never met, he was scared to walk out of his stall, but it sounded like they weren’t leaving, and so he flushed the toilet and unlocked the stall and walked towards the sinks and washed his hands, but he felt hands on his shoulders, gliding down to his sides and he flinched violently as he was shoved into the wall, a knee slotting itself harshly between his legs, a pained moan being pulled from him. “Ahh, look who it is, it’s [IV],” The voice of his ex, Chris, boomed in his ears like a fork on a plate, and he wanted to curl in on himself at the usage of the name he didn’t use anymore.

“W-What are you doing here?” He stuttered out, and made a painful noise as the knee dug harder into his groin, no pleasure at all from it, “S-Stop, you’re hurting me.” He screeched out, but that only caused the knee to dig further in, effectively crushing his balls, silent tears fell down his face as the pain was excruciating. “Hmm, I don’t think I will, baby.” The nickname used on him by Chris was pure and utter rotten to hear coming from such a disgusting and vile person. The knee forced his legs to spread to an uncomfortable distance, and he heard the faint whispering of two other individuals.

No, what the fuck are they doing here?

IV wanted to text his loves, but his phone was in the car, he silently sobbed as he tried to move the knee from between his legs, but failed, “Hey!” Chris’ voiced boomed, making the guitarist flinch back, Chris shoved him down on his knees, IV absolutely thankful for the relief of the knee no longer crushing his dick and balls, he cupped his groin in pain. His eyes closed, and he flinched back so violently that he hit the wall, when he felt filthy hands reach for his zipper and button, “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” He screamed, but two pairs of arms grabbed him from under each armpit and held him on his knees as hands grabbed his zipper and button again, he recognised the two pairs of arms being that of Kyle and Cameron, two men who followed Chris around like a lost puppy and did everything to please the man, the hands yanked his jeans down along with his boxers and he wailed, a rough hand smacked down on his mouth, shutting him up as he tried to call for help.

“Don’t even try, sweet thing, this bathroom is barely used, so you don’t have to worry your pretty vocal cords about anything,” Chris fake cooed, and it sent waves of panic through IV, Chris went behind IV and he could hear the sound of Chris’ zipper being yanked down and he tried to move away, but he failed and Christ bent him over so his face was against the cold and disgusting floor of the bathroom, but just as soon as Chris tried to shove his dick into IV’s hole, the sounds of multiple footsteps could be heard, quickly walking towards the bathroom. “IV? Baby you still in-“ III’s voiced echoed in the tiled bathroom, but was cut off as he saw the scene before him, IV on his hands and knees, pants and boxers pooled around his ankles, his arms caged by 2 other people, and Chris behind him, getting ready to rape IV.

III ran over and tackled Chris to the ground, while II and Rain tackled the other two, IV struggling to stand up due to the pain in his groin and his wrists and arms, but he managed to and pulled his boxers up, along with his jeans and buttoned them and zipped them. He watched as the 3 of them effortlessly tackled the 3 of them to the ground and held their hands behind their backs, “IV, baby, reach into my back pocket and grab my phone and call the police. You know the password.” IV limped over to III and reached into his back pocket, pulling his phone out and unlocking it, dialling the police, he urged for them to get here as soon as possible.

Moments later, sirens could be heard, ringing loudly in the quiet air, and they all pulled out front of the bathrooms and an officer ran into the men’s bathroom, seeing the 3 men holding 3 other men, “What’s happened here?” 3 other male officers ran in and grabbed the 3 on the floor and took them out to sit on the curb under supervision, one officer brought IV over to a cop car and he explained how the tall and bulky one tried to rape him, but his partners had come and stopped them before anything bad could’ve happened, he mentioned that he was using the toilet before hearing familiar laughter from outside of the stall, and he unlocked it and was washing his hands and then was shoved against the wall.

He explained the rest and ultimately broke down, the officer trying his best to comfort the poor man, “I-I had a restraining order put on him, but h-he broke it, or whatever the law is called.” IV croaked out, that grabbing the officer’s attention, he stormed over to where Chris was and immediately put him into cuffs before shoving him into a cop car, IV’s sobs got louder and III instantly ran over and enveloped the man into his arms, and IV clung to the bassist as if he would let go, he would disappear, “P-Please never let him near me again, he’s caused me so much trauma and PTSD, please, III, p-please.”

IV kept babbling and III just shushed him and hugged him tightly. “Baby, it’s okay, he’s never gonna be allowed near you again. I will make sure he’s never allowed near you again.” III kept his promise to his guitarist. He kissed the top of his forehead and held him against his chest tightly. IV clung even tighter and III’s own tears fell down his cheek as he thinks what could’ve happened if he didn’t run in there in time, he kicked the thought out of his mind and just focused on comforting the guitarist as best as he could in that moment. “Shhh, shhh.” III softly shushed the guitarist, and quickly enough, his shushing lulled the man to sleep, standing in his arms with his arms loosely wrapped around III’s waist as his face was squished into his chest.

III softly stroked his hair as the guitarist slept standing up in his arms, confused on how in Sleep’s realm this was comfortable for him. II walked over and noticed that all the crying and exhaustion has finally taken its toll on the poor guitarist and he’s just passed out in the bassist’s arms and fell right asleep. II softly stroked his hand up and down IV’s arm as he was cradled safely, “I can’t believe his ex found where he was and almost… h-he-“ II couldn’t finish his sentence and started sobbing uncontrollably at the thought of what might have happened to IV in the bathroom, III sighed and took II into his arms as well.

After everyone had given their look on the situation, they took all 3 men into separate cop cars and one cop thanked the men, and wished IV nothing but kind words and that the restraining order would be put on all 3 men and they would never be allowed within 100 feet of IV or the rest of them, IV was curled up in III’s arms, still sound asleep, and II thanked the officer for him, he gave them a friendly nod and one by one, the officers left and drove away. III brought IV to the car and safely put him in and clicked his seatbelt, II sitting in the middle and wrapping his tiny arms around his shoulders and cuddling into his side, IV smiling softly as Rain started the drive back home.

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Rain finally arrived back home at the hotel and parked the car, IV still fast asleep and so III got out and shut the door, opening IV’s door and unbuckling his seatbelt, the jostling awoke IV and he whined and whimpered, “Wildflower, what’s wrong?” IV just continued to whine before pointing down to his crotch. III looked worried, he picked him up and cradled the broken guitarist in his arms and carried him all the way through the lobby to the elevator and held him, softly peppering kisses over his swollen cheeks. I’m gonna find this motherfucker and beat the shit out of him when’s he’s free from prison, III thought to himself. The elevator dinged and they walked to their hotel room, II unlocking it.

“Loves! We’re home!” II called out but there was no voices calling back, there was a note that read:

Hey, loves! Me and Ant decided to go out for the day and won’t be back until late, love you all! 🩷

x Dew and Ant

They all smiled until IV’s whining picked back up, and all attention was turned to him, they laid him down on one of the beds, and the taller bassist realised that in order for him to know why IV was pointing to his crotch, he’d have to take a look at his groin. “IV, baby, can I touch you and have a look at your crotch?” III asked for IV’s consent, he nodded slowly and III pulled down his pants and boxers and inspected his groin, his face scrunching in sympathy and boiled rage, the poor guitarist’s whole entire genital region was bruised, purpled and reddened. “Oh baby…” III softly said, he softly pulled IV’s boxers back up, gently letting go of the waistband, and changing his tight jeans for a pair of soft black sweatpants.

IV whined as when he tried to move his legs, it caused in between them to bloom with pain and he cried out, “What happened for that area to be in so much pain?” II softly asked, he walked over and sat on the bed and rubbed his palm up and down the guitarist’s side. IV whimpered softly, “IV? Sweetheart, can you talk?” He softly asked his love, to which he received a nod and he sat up and began to explain what happened in the bathroom.

“So, my ex showed up along with his assailants, if you would call them that, their names are Chris, who’s my ex, Kyle and Cameron. Chris was extremely abusive and toxic towards me, just using me for his sexual desires and fantasies.” IV started, tears flowing down his flushed cheeks, “I was just finishing using the toilet when I heard him giggle with Kyle and Cameron, I was scared to walk out and it didn’t seem like he was leaving,” IV took a couple deep breaths before continuing, “Then I left the stall after a few minutes and I washed my hands, then-“ He choked on a hiccup and II was quick to hug him before pulling back and letting the guitarist continue. “T-Then he shoved me against the wall and shoved his knee right between my legs.”

“Anytime I tried to move, he would dig his knee further in and he keep doing it till he roughly shoved me down on to my knees and thankfully his knee moved out from between my legs, the pain was so bad, and as III looked, it’s all bruised now. Anyway, after that he shoved down my pants and boxers and my face was shoved into the floor and then you guys came in and saved me from getting… r-raped.” He choked the last word out before covering his face with his hands and crying silently into them. The rest of them decided to just comfort IV for the rest of the day, and giving him the proper love he deserves.

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It was the month of II, III and IV’s day that they became vessels, and Rain deemed that today would be the day he would present them with their gifts. He slowly woke each of them up and told them to sit in the living room, II yawned and stretched, “What’s up, love?” He sleepily asked, “Just wait, loves.”

He went and grabbed all the bags containing their gifts, and sat 3 gifts down in front of them as they sat on the floor and each of the vessels looked at each other with confusion, “Happy “The Day You All Became Vessels!” Rain happily yelled, giving each vessel a kiss on the lips and a cuddle. “Blue, you didn’t have to get gifts,” Rain waved him off and instructed IV to start with his gifts. He was hesitant as he remembered not saying anything relating to gift choices, but he started with the smallest one, tearing the wrapping paper and smiling widely, it was 24 pack of customised guitar picks, Rain pulled out the one in his wallet and handed it over to IV.

“That’s what the rest of the pics look like, baby.” Rain said and watched IV’s face light up, “Rain they’re- They’re beautiful. Thank you.” He smiled at the cursive his name was written in, along with the small wildflower behind it, “Pretty just like you, wildflower.” III beamed, sending IV into a fit of blushing giggles. He opened his next gift and it was the Build-A-Bear and IV laughed sweetly, “III, it’s you!” He happily said as he showed the taller bassist, who physically beamed at how much the bear looked like him, Rain leaned over and pressed the bear’s paw and it rang out, “I love you and play safe!” In III’s lovingly sweet tone, and a few tears escaped IV’s eyes and III kissed his cries away, before pulling back and admiring again, “Rain this-“ He choked on a sob, “I love it so much, thank you.” He was on to his last gift, which was the engraved box.

He opened it and saw the band’s logo printed on the top and smiled before opening it and and “awwwing” at the once again, extremely elegant writing of his name, he could place his guitar picks in here. “Thank you so much, starfish.” IV stood up and kissed Rain lovingly before going to sit back down. A knock on the door sounded and Rain rushed to open the door, and he was handed a box which he knew exactly what it contained, he walked over happily and placed the cardboard box in III’s arms and he looked at the water ghoul confused, “Open it up, sunny.” Rain beamed, and so he opened it up and the breath was taken from him as a small and fluffy black puppy popped its head out of the box.

“R-Rain, you got me a puppy?” III said, words failing him and screeching and squeaks fell from his lips, “I did, I know how much you’ve been wanting a puppy so I decided to get you one.” He smiled as the taller bassist opened his other gifts, and it was dog food, a harness and leash so he could take it for walks and lots of different toys, “Happy Becoming a Vessel Day, III.” Rain said and smiled lovingly as he stood up and walked over, pressing a kiss to the bassist’s lips, who lingered before pulling back and cuddling gently into the small puppy.

“II, your turn, baby.” Rain urged and II got to opening his gifts, the first gift was a gift card to his favourite music store, and he kicked his legs happily as III leaned over and read the name of the music store, “Metalaporium? Really, II?” III snickered and II elbowed him in the ribs, “Shut up.” II pouted and smacked him in the chest multiple times, III surrendered and scooted back and the drummer finally got to his second gift, dumping out the contents onto the floor in front of him and his hands flying to cover his mouth as he saw what the gift was, it was a pair of white drumsticks, his numeral engraved on each and a pretty black dove on each as well, “Now, these are collectables, you cannot use them.” Rain warned, and II nodded, “I’ll get them framed or something, Rainy they’re so pretty, and I love the Take Me Back to Eden reference,” Rain chuckled as he immediately caught on to the reference.

II opened his last gift, and his jaw fell smack, it was the t shirt and he read the front, it reading, “World’s Best Drummer!!”, and he smiled as he put it overtop his chest, “Baby, turn it around.” Rain smiled as he did and his eyes widened, the back of the shirt had a twin pair of white drumsticks and roses and vines falling over top the emboldened letters of his numeral in cursive writing and he cried a little, they all cried as they tackled Rain in to the bed and decided to call it a day and just snuggle with each other and enjoy the comfortable silence and just falling asleep, curled up in the soft embrace of each other.

#chase writes #sleep isn’t your only friend #sleep token #the band ghost #ii #iii #iv #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #fic

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As they all walked off stage, bodies rushing through wave after wave of adrenaline, they were chatting amongst themselves. III had stalked up beside the other bassist, “Hey, Rainy.” The taller male greeted, Rain looking up from his conversation with Dew, “Hey, III.” The water ghoul smiled back at his fellow bandmate.

III smiled mischievously at the smaller male, Rain catching onto his hungry look. “Come to my hotel room, I want us to have another movie night! It was so fun!” III was beaming with joy at the idea of another movie night, but Rain wasn’t playing into his jokes or lies, he was just fawning an idea just to get into the water ghoul’s pants after. Rain feigned fake sweetness at his request, “Sure, III, I’ll see if Phantom and Dew want to join us.” This painted a smile right smack on III’s lips, excited for the plans moving forward. He was bouncing up and down in his steps, walking away from Rain as the water ghoul stared at him. He continued and went back to talking with Dew, as they heeded towards their green rooms, Rain parted from the fire ghoul and opened the door to his green room, startling a bit to find the taller bassist standing in the middle of his green room.

“Satan, fuck, III! Scared the life out of me.” Rain put a hand to his beating chest, the sight of the shorter male perked a laugh out of III, who smiled wickedly at Rain and walked slowly over to him, reaching a hand up to slowly cup his neck, the other snaking around his slim waist.

“You’re so pretty, blue.” III smiled sweetly down to the shorter male, voice feigning that of pure adoration for the male. Rain showed a small smile, not used to receiving this kind of attention, not even from his own bandmates. Now looking back at it, he rarely receives attention or affection from them anymore. The taller caught onto the water ghoul’s upset glance to the floor, hooking a finger under his chin and tilting his head up to look him in his bright sage green eyes, Rain’s own ocean sapphire’s glassy with tears, threatening to spill over his eyelids.

III worried. “Hey, hey, hey. What’s with the sad expression for, blue?” III softly asked, not pushing further if Rain didn’t wish to. The water ghoul started to talk, voice cracking from the lump caught in his throat, “I-It’s just-“ He started, his voice hiccuping between words, “I don’t ever get this kind of affection from most of the ghouls or ghoulettes anymore, and I’m yet to understand why.” Rain finished, his voice turning down into a whisper, III brought the shorter male into his embrace, wanting him to know that he’ll be here to give Rain all the love and affection he deserves.

Rain clung onto III for dear life, afraid that if he let go, III would disappear. “I’m here, blue, I’m not going anywhere.” III softly reassured the trembling ghoul in his arms. Rain started uncontrollably sobbing into the taller man’s arms, shattering and crumbling in his embrace, he came into Rain’s green room looking for a quickie with him, but after seeing the state Rain had crumbled into, that thought was quickly crumpled up and chucked out the window. III’s main priority right now, is to make sure Rain is feeling safe and secure in a place he knows he can come to if he’s feeling like this.

“I-I just, why doesn’t anyone love me for who I am?” Rain softly said, in a broken whisper. The minute this sentence left Rain’s blue tinted lips, III’s entire being shattered. He pulled back and cupped the smaller man’s cheeks and forced his broken glance to look at him, “Sweetheart.” III said firmly. Rain stared at him through half-lidded eyes, “You are so loved, by me, by II, by IV and by Vessel, although he doesn’t speak much, he loves you too. We all love you for who you are, I’m not sure who told you that but you are such a loveable person, Rain.” III babbled, and Rain couldn’t help a broken smile to curl into his lips, and III kissed them, softly, no rough passion or heat behind it, just pure sweetness and softness. Rain melted into III, wrapping himself tighter around the other bassist, who happily held him tighter against his chest.

“You kn-know how I’m trans, III?” Rain softly questioned the taller, who hummed in affirmation, “W-Well, Dew is not familiar with the LGBT and stuff, and he messes up a lot of times, because when I first joined Ghost, I was still in a state where I was feminine looking, I still had boobs and a feminine voice, because I just didn’t have the money for surgery and stuff, so everyone just assumed I was a girl. When I did come out, everyone was very accepting, Dew was skeptical about it and for the first few years, didn’t warm up to my pronouns and kept calling me feminine names and using she/her on me still.” Rain finished with a broken wail, III immediately clutched Rain.

“Someone oughta smack some sense into his little pea brain.” III growled, the thought of Dew misgendering Rain popped in his mind, his blood boiling under his skin.

Rain could feel how hot his skin had gotten, “H-Hey, it’s not his fault, his family never educated him on that, and always told him it was wrong to be apart of the LGBT, so he grew up always thinking it wasn’t right or didn’t exist, he’s gotten better. He still slips up and messes up but it’s fine, I’m used to it.”

Those words boiled more blood and III looked at Rain, who instantly had a slight sliver of fear behind his pretty ocean sapphire’s. “W-What?” Rain weakly asked, “Blue. You shouldn’t be used to people misgendering you. Someone needs to talk to him.” As III said this, a crew member banged on Rain’s green room door, yelling that they need to be on the bus in 10 minutes. “You okay, blue?” III quietly asked the slightly trembling ghoul. “I-I don’t wanna be alone right now, ‘m mind’s too f’zzy.” Rain mumbled, sleepiness clearly evident in his speech.

Thank god III didn’t feel the fresh scars on his wrists or arms.

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They had everything packed up nicely on the bus, drum kits and guitars packed away safely and securely. Most of the ghouls had been in the bunks, catching up on missed sleep from the night before.

II had been in the kitchen making tea for everybody when he felt callused hands exploring his toned stomach, which sent shivers through his body, “Hi, fern.” Phantom’s deep sleepy voice beamed through II’s ears, who relaxed back into the rhythm guitarist’s strong arms, but just as he was getting comfortable in the taller ghoul’s arms, II’s bladder alerted him that it was full and needed emptying, II groaned, “Hang on, bug, just need to go pee quickly.” II walked out of Phantom’s warm and soothing embrace and walked down to the bus’s bathroom and peed. Washing his hands he walked back out and back into Phantom’s awaiting embrace, he giggled into his ear.

“I swear, it always happens when I’m comfortable.” II complained, but Phantom just ignored his complaining and started leaving soft feather kisses down his nape, sending soft shivers down his spine, “O-oh, don’t stop, bug.” II softly moaned, Phantom giggled but their intimate moment was cut short when someone cleared their throat, it was a grumpy III.

“Get a fucking room, you two.” He grumbled, wanting coffee and peace and quiet. He grumbly walked over, planting a chaste kiss on the drummer’s lips, who jerked back, “Blegh! Your breath fucking stinks, III.” II complained, not at the nice kiss, but the foul stench of his sleep muddled breath, the bassist just scoffed, “I just woke up, of course I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.” He went over to pour a cup of coffee, adding an obscene amount of sugar to it and went and sat at the social area, scrolling his phone and sipping his coffee. II felt bad and walked slowly over to his bandmate, and softly kissed his cheek, “I love you, still though, stink breath or not.” II smiled, warmly at his lover.

III smiled back and cupped his cheek, “Love you, too.” And went back to his mindless scrolling, II smiled and went over, mind boggling with joy and pride, and kissed Phantom roughly and cuddled into him tightly, who let out quiet grunts at the drummer’s ecstatic movements, “Someone just got put into a good mood,” He giggled and cuddled closer to the smaller man.

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Rain kept thinking about it, the comments directed straight to his face, staring down at the razor in his shaky hands and after moments of contemplating, he dragged the razor down, the comments kept looping over and over in Rain’s mind, they made the razor cut deeper, and relief flooded Rain’s body as the first cut dove through his soft skin, and the next cuts felt even better, droplets of crimson flowing down his skin like ocean water on a soft sandy beach.

The tears fell down his cheeks, staining them a dark blue as he continued to drag the razor down his forearms, he sobbed quietly to himself in his bunk, the privacy lock flicked on, as quickly as he started to cut the jagged skin, he just as quickly hopped out of his bunk and dashed into the bathroom, rinsing the razor and drying it before shoving it back into his pocket, then washing and drying his cuts, which sent his forearms on fire because of how rough he was being, before bandaging them up and pulling his sleeve down, his cuts chafing against the rough bandages sends waves of pain through his forearms.

He packs the first aid kit away and makes sure to clean everything up before walking out and down into the social area, cuddling up to III on the couch and resting his head on his shoulder, exhausted and just wanting rest and comfort.

III could feel the exhaustion coming off the water ghoul and he slung an arm around the ghoul and pulled him closer, Rain visibly relaxed and slack against the taller man, and nuzzled into his shoulder, “I think today might be better to use for catching up on rest and just relaxing ourselves,” III quietly said to II, as he could feel Rain fall asleep on him. II nodded and called ahead to say that they would be staying in the bus for the day, and everyone understood why, they were nonstop running around, collecting and completing tasks and errands, so they decided to take the day off in the bus.

Rain lifted an arm up to hold onto III’s bicep, and III caught a glimpse of a bandage under his sleeve, the taller bassist’s heart immediately dropped into his stomach, he visibly frowned but went no further, he finished his coffee and carefully manoeuvred the smaller ghoul into his arms and went to his bunk and carefully laid him down on the soft mattress, he continued to sleep as III got him back into bed, sighing sadly as his sleeve rode up, showing the massive bandages covering his arms. A tear fell down his cheek at the thought of Rain hurting himself.

He bent and stood back up, he wasn’t going to tell anyone, that would be a downright invasion of Rain’s privacy, he would tell when he was ready, or if he didn’t want to, he didn’t have to tell them all. He walked back to the social area to find IV finally awake, III beamed and happily walked over and basically threw himself into the guitarist’s arms, kissing him deeply good morning, “Mmmmorning,” IV mumbled as III pulled back from his lips, smile beaming joy into his partner, happy and shooting ecstatic energy that IV felt through his bond with III.

IV booped his nose, “You’re quite happy for it being 8:30 in the morning, sunflower,” IV said, a sly smile on his face, his posture relaxed and glare expressing pure adoration for his lover, III blushed under his gaze. “I don’t know, just feeling happy and giddy, excited to finally have a break and do nothing today. Might take Rain out to lunch today, just us two.” III smiled widely, pure love and admiration for the smaller ghoul. IV smiled, happy for III to finally get along with the ghouls. “You’re really sweet to him, you know.” Phantom says, from where he’s standing leaning against a cupboard door with II’s back against his chest, cuddling up to him.

Phantom smiles small. III looks up at him, “He deserves the world, Phantom, he’s such a sweet and caring soul, he doesn’t deserve to have gone through the shit he went through,” III’s blood started to boil again at the memory of what Rain told him about what Dew has been doing to Rain over the years, Phantom catching onto his angry gaze and his gaze softening at how much III cared for the water ghoul, “I know, he’s told me what’s happened between him and Dew, they’ve been trying to work it out, but Dew keeps messing up and it’s angering Rain, their relationship is so fragile because of the comments and names he’s called him.” Phantom recounts the times Dew has messed up, and it outnumbers his fingers.

“Someone, I don’t give a fuck who, needs to slap or smack him across the mouth, slipping up a few times is okay, but continuing to do it even after being corrected? No, you’ve run out of chances.” III was starting to get real angry at this, IV could feel his bond with III getting real heated and leaned over and pulled the taller into a tight embrace, and he immediately curled into the guitarist and he started sobbing into the guitarist’s shoulders, who held him while he cried.

“I-IV, he doesn’t deserve it.” III hiccuped, utterly broken and exhausted. IV’s heart shattered at the broken man in his arms, clinging to him for dear life, “Shhhh, it’s okay, sunflower. I’m here, I’ve got you.” IV kept whispering sweet reassurances and nothings into his ear, calming the hypertensive bassist. After a few minutes, III finally returned to his normal self, and at the same time, they heard soft pattering coming from the bunk hallway, they all looked up to see Rain standing, in III’s hoodie, and no pants on, only boxers, looking utterly sleepy.

III frowned at how red tinted his ocean eyes were, and gestured for the small ghoul to come over, Rain slowly pattered over, socked feet tapping against the wooden floors of the bus, and just collapsed into III’s waiting embrace. “‘M tired.” The tired ghoul mumbled into his shoulder, III rubbed his back soothingly, running soft circles into his toned back, everyone around admiring the soft scene.

“I know you are, blue.” III quietly said, “I have some fun things planned for today if you’re up for it?” III left room for Rain to decline if he wasn’t feeling well, Rain replied back to his offer, “‘M not feelin well, sunny.” Rain mumbled, suddenly feeling sick and lightheaded out of nowhere, and a thing about Rain is when he gets sick, he gets incredibly clingy and affectionate. III turns to fully wrap himself around Rain, who hums happily into III’s embrace, looking so small in his weakened state. He nuzzled into III’s chest and coughs into his palms, grumbling in response.

“Poor baby.” III coos sadly. He cups Rain’s cheek and rubs the pad of his thumb over his soft cheek, Rain ever so slightly leaning into his soothing touch, the craving for affectionate high. III understands this, as IV is the exact same when he gets sick, he craves affection and becomes incredibly clingy. Rain just clings to III, seemingly not wanting to let go at all, so III ditches the idea of taking him out for lunch. Opting to take care of him instead. Rain slightly twitches against him, grumbling and grunting, trying to get comfortable against III, which is increasingly difficult in the small space of the couch. III ponders.

“Is there anyway to take the next few days off, II?” III asks the drummer, “Uh, I’m not sure, love, I can check.” He pulls his phone out and checks their calendar for the next couple of days, and finds the only thing happening in the next few days is an interview, which II cancels, excusing them as not feeling well and not enough members can attend. “Not anymore, all we had was an interview scheduled but I postponed it to be in 2 weeks.” II said. Nodding, III perked up, “Hey, IV, love?” IV perched his head up from his phone, “Yeah, hon?” IV replied back.

“Can you book us a hotel by any chance?” III gestured to Rain, who was practically in III’s lap. IV raised his head before slowly nodding, “I got ya.” He simply said, going on his phone and looking for the nearest hotel available, he found one and booked several hotel rooms for the next few days. “Done, baby.” IV happily said. They made sure to pack up everything important, clothes, toiletries, and personal items. Once that was all done, III found Rain to still be asleep, poor thing, the tall bassist thought to himself. He noticed that Rain had been twitching uncomfortably in his place on the couch, moving in discomfort, but still sleeping. III frowned and walked over to him, and noticed a damp spot between his legs, thinking the worst, he picked Rain up carefully and held him, inspecting the stain and noticed it had a red tint to it and immediately knew what it was. All the jostling had Rain waking up in III’s arms, delirious and wondering what was happening, until he felt the discomfort between his legs and whined.

“Blue, are you okay?” III asked, worried something happened to him.

Rain shook his head. “I know what it is,” He said sadly and kind of disappointed as well.

III waited. “I-It’s my p-period.” Rain stuttered out, III knew from the stain on the couch and instantly took him to the bathroom and tried to open the door to find it locked, he heard noises from within, instantly knowing what they were, “Hang on!” A voice called out, he recognised it as IV’s, him obviously being in there using the toilet, he heard it flush and the sound of the tap running. IV came out, zipping his jeans’ fly up, “Sorry, kinda had too much soda,” He sheepishly said, III waved him off. “‘S okay, just getting Rainy cleaned up is all, he… um…” IV was waiting for a response until Rain perked up, “Got my period.” IV let out a, “Ohhh, got ya, no worries.” IV walked off with a smile and they walked in, III setting Rain down on the edge of the bathtub and III pulling out a nighttime pad for Rain. He walked out to Rain’s bunk and opened his bag, finding a pair of boxers and comfy clothes for him, he walked back into the bathroom and set them on the counter.

“Can I touch you, Rainy?” III said, asking for Rain’s consent.

The water ghoul let out a small, ‘yes’, and III got to work. He slowly removed Rain’s pants and underwear and threw them into the hamper to wash later, and removed his tough shirt. III’s eyes instantly latched onto the bandages, Rain completely forgetting about the bandages, and going wide eyed, “I-I’m-“ Rain tried to explain but III shushed him, “You don’t owe me an explanation, you can tell me if you want, but if you don’t want to, I won’t force it out of you. Okay, blue?” III reassured the water ghoul, who visibly relaxed and continued letting III undress him, “Baby, do you wanna bath or just change?”

“Jus wan change.” Rain said in a small voice and the taller male nodded, helping him to put his boxers on, along with the pad and pulling them over his thighs and carefully letting go of the waistband so it didn’t snap against his waist, and pulling up the soft pants he chose, and then putting the soft hoodie III took from his own bag over his head, Rain smiling and sighing in relief until a painful cramp punched him in the gut so forcefully, he bent over in pain and wailed. III immediately grabbed some painkillers from the cupboard along with a water bottle and handed them to Rain.

Rain gracefully took them and swallowed them, “Wan heat pad, please.” Rain asked in a small voice, “Let’s get you in your bunk and I’ll grab your heat pack and heat it up for you, okay, blue?” The water ghoul nodded and let himself be carried towards his bunk, and III carefully tucked Rain into his soft sheets and pulled Rain’s weighted blanket over top him, the ghoul sighing heavily in relief as the weight of the blanket grounded him, making him feel safe and secure. III went to find his rice pack, going over and putting it into the microwave for 2 minutes. Hearing footsteps behind him, he turns around to find IV making tea, “Hey, wildflower.” III greeted his lover, who smiled and walked over and smooched his lips, smiling against them, he giggled, “Hi, sunflower.” IV smiled and walked back to his bunk and climbed in, latching the privacy lock.

The microwave beeped and he took the rice pack out, walking over to Rain’s bunk and knocking on it, Rain unlatched the privacy hook and opened the curtain, III instantly feeling sad at how weak and vulnerable the poor ghoul looks, “Here, sweet boy.” III cooed, handing Rain the heat pack, who immediately set it down on his abdomen, sighing heavily as the heat soothed his tight muscles and painful cramps, “Mm, much better.” Rain soothed, extremely content and already feeling much better, III leaned his arms against the top of the bunk, making sure Rain was alright.

“You okay here by yourself, blue?” III wondered if he should stay or leave Rain alone, “I’ll be fine, sunny. I’ll call you if I need you.” Rain reassured the taller man, “Okay, baby, we’re headed to a hotel for a few days to rest and relax, so me and you can share a room if you wish.” III told the ghoul, who nodded. III tapped the top of the bunk, “Holler if you need something, blue, even if it’s help using the bathroom or having a drink, you need help, you call out.” And with that, III walked back to the social area, seeing Rain’s unfortunate accident on the seat and cleaning it up for him.

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They finally arrived to the hotel, getting everything they needed and III going to wake Rain up, who slowly opened his eyes, feeling much better than he did earlier, “Come on, baby, let’s change your pad and we can head up to our room.” III helped the weak ghoul up into a standing position and lead him to the bathroom, helping him to change his pad for a clean one and chucking the old and used one into the trash can, Rain leaning his hands on III’s shoulder for support. “Do you wanna use the bathroom before we head into the hotel?” Rain thought about it before nodding, III asking if he needed help and Rain rejecting the offer politely.

III walked out, closing the door while Rain used the bathroom and helping II and IV with their bags, bringing everything into the hotel, III’s phone pinged with a message from Rain, reading:

Blue Boy💙: Hey, can you come help me? My legs are really weak and I can’t walk.

III: Yeah of course, blue, be up in 5 minutes.

III pocketed his phone, and walked out of the hotel’s doors and back to the bus and into where Rain was in the bathroom, helping him to stand and walk him over to wash his hands, he bent and picked Rain up so he could wrap his legs around his waist and walked back to the hotel, where II, IV and Vessel were waiting with the ghouls and ghoulettes. III walked over and IV greeted the sleepy boy in III’s arm. “Hey, starfish.” IV smiled, getting on his tiptoes to press a small and soft kiss to Rain’s cheek, who smiled and blushed at IV. “You’re so damn cute, Rain.” IV smiled warmly at the water ghoul, the guitarist handed III his and Rain’s hotel room keys, and he immediately went to the elevator, walking in and still holding Rain in his arms, with his heat pack still pressed against his sore and taught abdomen.

“Hurts.” Rain mumbled, followed by a broken and in pain whine, III felt for the water ghoul, and when the elevator reached their floor, he walked out and towards where their hotel room was and unlocked the door, walking in and immediately walking to one of the beds and laying Rain down on top and pulling the blankets out, and tucking Rain in and pulling the soft hotel room blanket over top him, Rain stretching his sore limbs out in the big bed. Thankful not to be sleeping in the bunk for once. III placed some pain meds on his bedside, alongside a cold water bottle. He called for IV, Dew, II and Phantom to join them for a relaxed movie night, asking to bring any snacks they could.

Moments later, soft knocking could be heard coming from the door, and III opened it to see Dew, Phantom, II and IV on the other side, hands all full of drinks and snacks. “Come on in, guys.” III happily greeted them all with a charming smile and calm energy waving around him.

They all cooed when they saw Rain tucked into bed already, fast asleep due to his mixed and roller coaster of a period, “Poor girl, I can’t imagine how she must be dealing with that.” Dew cooed, and that did it for III, he turned around and grabbed Dew by the throat, pinning him up against the wall and knocking the breath out of his chest, the chips and lollies he brought knocked out of his hand, “What the actual fuck is wrong with you, Dew?!” III screamed in his face, Dew was utter scared of the taller man and quivered. “Do you not understand what trans mean, you fucking twat?” III yelled, his British accent overtaking and coming out, making his explosion more angry.

II instantly came over and also yelled at Dew, “Yeah, HE’S trans, you fucking idiot! HE goes by HE/HIM pronouns, what don’t you understand?!” III let him go and smacked him across the face, Dew’s hand immediately came up to soothe his sore cheek, he immediately looked guilty, “I-I’m sorry,” His voice quivered. “G-Guys, what’s going on over there?” Rain’s small voice broke through the tension between everyone, “Nothing, Rainy, just this absolute twat of a dick misgendering you, ONCE AGAIN.” III shouted, IV going over and soothing Rain as tears started spilling over his cheeks, Rain’s hands came up to cover his face, “WHY CAN’T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME?!” Rain screamed, directed at Dew.

Dew tried defending himself, “You know what my family will do if they find out!” He shouted back in defense.

“YOUR FAMILY IS DEAD, DEWDROP!” Rain screamed back at the fire ghoul, whose eyes widened and everyone in the room gasped. Dew fell to his knees and curled into the ground, letting out painful wails at the memory of losing his entire family.

Everyone was stuck in an awkward state, not knowing what to do after hearing that, both Rain and Dew were letting out painful sobs and wails, Rain got out of bed and dived to pick the small ghoul up and hold him in his arms, “Dewy, you know I’m always gonna be here for you, but you gotta learn to respect me, please.” Rain choked on a sob, shoving his face into Dew’s neck and hugging him tightly, Dew’s hand hovering around Rain’s waist, he could feel Rain’s quivering breath against his tender neck, urging Dew to cry more and wrap his arms around the poor and shaken up ghoul.

“R-Rainy, I can’t tell you how sorry I am, for how much of a dick I’ve been to you, I’m so sorry, blueberry.” Dew sobbed, feeling extremely guilty for his actions and words towards Rain. Rain nodded, just needing comfort at the moment, II and Phantom had been off to the side, shocked and not knowing what to do, III crouched down and hugged them, urging IV to as well, II and Phantom coming and hugging the group as well. “We love you, Rainy.” They all said.

They all decided to just call it a night, the hotel room being so big that there were 3 beds, III had fallen asleep quite quickly and everyone else had succumbed to sleep pretty quickly, Rain jumped out of bed and quietly padded over to the bathroom, pulling out the razor from his pocket, hesitating for a bit, thinking what III would do if he found out Rain was cutting again. He didn’t care, he just needed to feel the sickly sweet feeling of pain, so he rolled his sleeve up and pressed the razor to his jagged and scarred skin, slowly dragging the razor down, hissing as beads of blood welled up and fell down his arm and onto the mat, staining it. He heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and he knew he was fucked, the door opened and there stood III, eyes groggy and trying to comprehend what he was witnessing.

His eyes widened as he caught Rain with the razor and the fresh cuts starkly red against his pale blue toned skin, he crouched down to Rain, “Rainy… what happened?” Rain just broke down, III caught him and took the razor from him, standing up briefly to wash it and dry it and throw it out, he stood Rain up and tended to the cuts, they were quite deep, beading blood still. He did his best to gently care to them, he washed and carefully dried them, bandaging them up, “I-I couldn’t help myself, I needed to feel it again.” He admitted to the taller bassist, who took the shaking ghoul into his embrace and just held him while Rain silently sobbed into his strong shoulder blade, he guided him back to bed and Rain immediately curled into his chest, his breathing eventually evening out and at last, Rain fell asleep against III.

What III would do to take Rain’s pain away from him for good, time would only tell when III would find out about his thighs as well.

With Rain asleep, he fell asleep as well, the soft snores of II and IV filling the room and the quiet chatter of bugs outside lulled the tall bassist got sleep at last.

#chase writes #sleep isn’t your only friend #sleep token #the band ghost #ii #iii #iv #vessel #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #enjoyyyy <3

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Little bit of a warning, III and IV beat some kids up, but it’s for a good cause I promise 😭

“III, come on, you actual sack of shit.” IV had been trying relentlessly to drag his boyfriend to the bookstore, just so he could do his hourly run of the big book selling shop, seeing if any new books had come out or a new series he could start, but III was being stubborn and wouldn’t get his sad sack of shit ass off of the couch and go out with IV, “Ivy, why of all of us are you dragging my boring ass to the bookstore?” III said back in a slightly annoyed tone, IV walked over to the lanky man and flopped on to his lap, causing the man underneath him to let out a breath of pain.

“Just crush my balls, why don’t you?” III said, in an exasperated tone, coughing slightly.

All the guitarist did was chuckle and lean back against his chest, but turned around in his lap and straddled his hips and kissed the tall man softly, earning a surprised sound from the bassist. “Please come? I wanna get lunch with you after as well, it can be a… date, of sorts.” The shorter man, trying to convince III, said to him. The bassist dramatically threw his head back against the couch and groaned loudly, “Fine, only because lunch does sound good, now hop off, my balls don’t need anymore torture from your fat ass.” He playfully shoved his boyfriend off his lap and stood up, and decided to change in to more comfortable and casual wear. He went up the stairs to find II sitting at one of the window seats, scribbling in a notebook, he walked over and the drummer looked up at him and smiled, “Hi, love!” II excitedly greeted his lover, III smiled and bent down to give the shorter man a soft kiss on the lips as a greeting and II happily hummed into the kiss. “Love you, baby.” III said, sweetness in his tone.

“Love you too.” II said, and went back to scribbling in his notebook, III went to his room and decided on black skinny jeans, his black vans and a jacket, he walked back out of his room, finding that II had fallen asleep against the window and smiling at him. He walked down stairs to find the guitarist sitting at the kitchen island, eating an apple and scrolling social media on his phone, who III assumed was waiting for him. III got the bright idea to slowly walk up behind him, got into a good position and scared the ever living shit out of the guitarist, who screamed and dropped his phone and half-eaten apple on to the floor and thoroughly and metaphorically pissed himself.

“SLEEP DOWN BELOW, III, holy shit!” The poor and shaken guitarist held a hand to his chest to calm his beating heart, while breathing heavily, he sighed heavily and crossed his arms on the island and stuffed his face into them. III was laughing his ass off behind him, IV started fake sobbing, never in his life had he been scared that badly, he stood back up and shoved III away playfully and scoffed at him, “No lunch date for you now, asshole.” III gasped dramatically in shock, falling to the floor in fake misery, crying as if had just had his favourite toy taken away forever.

“You cannot do that to me!” III screamed in a high pitched voice, showing fake heartbroken sorrow in his body language, IV stood above him and crossed his arms, “Maybe I will, and this will teach you to not scare the fuck out of me!” IV chuckled at III, lying sprawled out on the living room carpet, feigning sadness at the thought of no lunch date after his actions. The guitarist held his hand out, and III grabbed his hand and he helped him to stand back up, and pulled him into a soft kiss, the bassist humming happily and wrapping his arms around the wide body of IV.

IV pulled back and smiled at the taller man, “I love you, sunflower.” III’s cheeks were painted with a light pink blush, “I love you too, wildflower.” They both looked at each other for a few minutes in adoration. IV kissed the tip of III’s nose and went to his room upstairs to change into casual wear, while IV was gone, the bassist sat on a chair and pulled out his phone, opening up a website on promise rings, wanting to get an individual one for each of his lovers, he had the money, that wasn’t an issue, the issue was trying to hide buying them while he went to the bookstore and lunch with IV.

He found 3 rings that perfectly matched each of his lovers, and smiled when he thought of them wearing them, his promise to eternity with them, not wanting to ever be apart from either of them. He heard quiet pattering come down from the staircase and looked up with a soft grin on his lips, he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and he stood up and held out his hand for the guitarist to take, which he happily took, he made sure to have his phone and wallet, leaving his keys on the table as they wanted to walk to lunch first and then let IV drag him to the bookstore.

They walked out of the front door and shut it and locked it, making sure to have a key to get back in, they entwined their hands and starting walking to a little cafe for some lunch before the bookstore, they were swinging their hands while the continued walking along the footpath, until they could hear someone yelling something along the lines of, “Fucking disgusting fags! No one wants to see that gross shit!” They turned all directions to see where the disembodied voice was yelling from, until their eyes landed on a group of teenage boys up further ahead walking towards them, III didn’t like confrontation at all and decided to try and keep walking but IV halted him back, “Oi! Fucking dickhead, you got a problem, mate?” IV screamed at the teenage boy, who kept firing back insults at the two, III did not like this at all and chose to stay quiet, he didn’t want IV potentially getting hurt, but his train of thought was derailed when he saw that the group was continuing their walk towards them.

IV walked straight up to them, him being a lot taller than the whole group, “You got a problem with same sex couples, little shit? Huh? Speak up, pussy!” IV was not ready for his date to be ruined by a bunch of uneducated little shits, not today. When he didn’t speak up, IV smacked him right in the mouth, causing the teenager to hold his jaw in pain, he tried to punch at the taller man, but the guitarist caught his wrist and shoved it away. IV noticed that his jaw was bleeding a lot, but he didn’t care, could care less for all that mattered. This little shit of a boy deserved it for using such nasty slurs against him and III, “What? Is your little pussy boyfriend not gonna help defend you? Aww poor baby,” One of the boys in the, what IV was gonna assume of the boy he just smacked’s group, faked cooed at him. III went wide eyed at being called a pussy, he may not like confrontation, but he wasn’t gonna let that slide.

He walked over to the boy who insulted him and punched him right in the face, “I am not gonna let a 5’2 boy call me a pussy just because I don’t like confronting people, what you just said there is not gonna slide with me, you sack of useless shit, no wonder you look homeless and your clothes barely fit you. Your mum probably didn’t care enough for you to buy you new clothes and shit, deserving though because of what he says to random people on the street who are casually minding their business enjoying their day.”

This caused the boy to start crying, who started developing a black eye from the force of III’s punch, “Anyone else care to speak up and insult us?” The rest of the group all furiously shook their heads and started backing away from the 2 grown men, the two who did have the balls to yell insults at them were standing in pain, “Now, what do we say?” IV asked the both of them, when they didn’t answer, the guitarist grabbed both of them by the collars of their shirts and forced their heads up to look at him, “What the fuck did I just ask you, shitheads?” IV spat at them, no longer trying to keep the calmness in his tone at control, extremely pissed off with these teenagers.

They quivered and looked ready to piss themselves, “W-We’re really sorry for insulting you and calling you disgusting fags, we w-won’t do it again,” They both looked down in shame, IV cooled off a bit, “There we go, that wasn’t so hard now was it?” IV said, his voice dripping with sweet poison, “If I hear that you’ve told anyone about what happened right here, I will personally come and visit you, don’t test me, you little shits.” They both nodded at the 2 men, and ran off sobbing and in pain.

IV shook out his jacket and turned back to his lover, who had silent tears running down his cheeks, IV’s mood and expression immediately softened at the state of his lover, “Aw baby, come here.” IV opened his arms and III fell into them, openly sobbing into the guitarist’s shoulder, “Baby, it’s okay,” IV kept rubbing the shaken up man’s back in soothing motions, “Let’s go get some food yeah? Will that make you feel better, sunflower?” IV softly asked the sensitive bassist, who he could feel nodding his head into his shoulder, he sniffled and straightened his posture up, IV got on his tippy toes and softly kissed III on the lips and kept reminding him that as long as he’s here, he’s always gonna protect his lovers.

“Love you.”

“I love you too.” He sniffled and smiled at the guitarist. “Let’s go, I’m not gonna let this ruin our date.”

IV smiled back at his boyfriend, and nodded his head and entwined his hand with III’s and they continued walking until they found the cafe they wanted to have lunch at, “What are you thinking of ordering, babe?” The guitarist asked the taller man, who had a quick look over the menu, and decided on spicy mac and cheese. “I want the spicy mac and cheese, please, baby.” III politely asked IV, who nodded, and decided to go with the jalapeño burger for himself with a side of fries. “I’m stealing some of your chips, by the way.” III said, matter of fact, and IV scoffed, “I’d like to see you try, tough boy.” IV bit back playfully.

It was their turn to order and IV placed the order, “Name?” The server asked, “Ivy”, no one shot confused glances at a grown man using ‘Ivy’ as a name for his order, which both III and IV were grateful for. She gave them a table number and they went to sit a table with 2 chairs by a window, “Hopefully the food’s good,” III spoke, eating a piece of the complimentary garlic bread, IV nodded, staring at the bassist and admiring how handsome he was, III caught the guitarist’s glare in his peripheral vision and smiled at him, “You look so handsome, sunflower.” IV admired the man before him, III smiled and blush painted his cheeks, causing a cute laugh to rupture from the shorter man.

A waiter came to their table with the drinks they ordered as well, “I have a caramel iced coffee?” IV looked up and smiled, “That’s for me, thank you very much.” The server smiled at IV and handed him his drink, “And I have a lemon and lime spider with vanilla ice cream?” III smiled, “That’s mine, thank you.” She handed him the drink, “Food will be out shortly, boys.” She gave them friendly smiles and the two men reciprocated smiles back to her and she walked off back to the counter. III and IV happily chatted with each other about the upcoming tour and just anything interesting that’s happened so far.

Another waiter comes over and sets down the plates for them, III grabbing his spicy bowl of mac and cheese, and IV grabbing his jalapeño burger with fries, III successfully stealing chips off his plate. IV staring at him with a playful smirk on his lips. “How dare you.” IV remarked playfully, causing III to chuckle, “Lemme have some of the mac and cheese then.” IV asked his boyfriend, happily giving his bowl to IV for a taste, him taking a spoonful of the cheesy and spicy pasta, IV making a sound of affirmation as the spice hit the back of his throat, thoroughly enjoying his spoonful.

“That’s really good.” He coughed, “But so spicy,” He kept coughing and tears sprung in his eyes, he sighed heavily and took a couple gulps of his iced coffee and sighed again, “Oh my Sleep,” He chuckled, III was chuckling as well, knowing IV to not be the type of person to enjoy really spicy foods. “Is it really that spicy?” III questioned his lover, and IV just death stared him, “I know that you’re some freak who enjoys overly spicy food, but it doesn’t mean you have the right to mock me because I can’t handle spice well,” He said in a playful tone, not meaning any harm in his words or tone. III reached his hand over to caress the guitarist’s cheek, who leaned into his touch and his eyes fluttered shut as the caressing motion sent waves of calmness through his body, and III smiled warmly at him.

Someone walked by and scoffed at them, and III looked to see that it was a girl, “Jealous are you?” III scoffed back at her and watched as she stuttered to find a sentence to bite back but couldn’t, scoffed again and walked off giving them a death stare. They finished their food and drink and a waiter came over to collect their dirty dishes, “I just wanted to tell you guys that I think you two are really cute together, don’t listen to anyone who gives you shit, you guys do you.” III and IV both smiled and thanked her, she smiled and took their plates and cups, they got out of their seat and IV was bouncing in excitement.

“What’s up, wildflower?” III could see the bounds of energy flowing from his ecstatic partner, IV turned to look at his boyfriend with the biggest and brightest smile, “A book I’ve been wanting to get just got released at the bookstore we’re going to today!!” IV was beaming with sunshine and happiness, III smiled and they walked the extra 10 minutes to the bookstore and IV ran inside immediately to find the book he was wanting. III walked over to where IV found the book, “Which book is it, darling?” III questioned. IV turned to him and showed him the book, “It’s the 3rd book of the Renegades series by Marissa Meyer, and I’ve been waiting for this bookstore to have them in stock, they’re my favourite book series so far, and this bookstore didn’t release it till today, so I’m so happy that I can now finish this series,”

IV grabbed a copy and held it in his arms while he walked around, seeing if any new series caught his eye that he may want to read, he caught a series in the true crime section and picked up the first book, “A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder,” He read to himself, he found the 4-book series and bought the case, which contained all 4 books; A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder, Good Girl, Bad Blood, As Good As Dead and Killjoy. He seemed interested and so he decided to get it, he went looking for III and found him in the teens read section, he slid up beside him, the bassist looking next to him, “Found a new series, did you, Ivy?” He questioned, and IV nodded his head in response. III had found a book that was quite interesting to him so he also decided to buy it, they went to the checkout and paid for their books and decided to get a taxi home, they cuddled up next to each other until they arrived back home.

They got out of the car and walked back inside, IV noticing a package on the front door step, “What’s that?” He asked his lover, III walked over after paying the taxi driver and his eyes went wide, “U-uh, I’m not sure,” He picked it up and knew exactly what it was, he had ordered it while they were talking in the cafe, but he didn’t expect it to arrive today, “Let’s go inside, shall we?” They both walked inside, “Two! Ves! Come down to the living room, please!” III yelled, and he heard footsteps stomping down the stairs, “Hi, loves!” II beamed at his lovers, who in turns kissed II softly, resulting in him having a pretty pink blush on his cheeks, III caressing his cheek and II leaning into his hand, “What’s up, loves?” Ves asked, voice a bit scratchy, as he hadn’t been well for the past day, “I have a gift for all of you, please take a seat,” He motioned for them to sit on the couch, and they all did, sitting closely to one another.

He opened the package and pulled out 4 individual black velvet boxes, each embroidered with their Roman numerals and Ves’ name in running writing, II opened his first, his jaw dropping as he saw inside a deep purple and blue ring, with a carved diamond jewel adjourning it beautifully, “III, th- this is beautiful,” II put the ring on his left middle finger and it fit him perfectly, Ves opened his next and his reaction was twinning with II, a smoky black and grey ring, with a carved black jewel in the middle, “Oh, III, it’s gorgeous,” Vessel admired it before putting it on his right ring finger, it fitting him perfectly as well. IV was the last to open his, tears appearing in his eyes, a flashy green and black ring with a carved sapphire jewel stoned upon it, he slid it on his left ring finger, also fitting him perfectly.

“III, what are these for?” II questioned.

“They’re promise rings, my loves, my offering of eternity with you guys.” His voice started cracking and all 3 of his loves pulled him into a tight hug and peppered kisses all over his face.

“We love you so much, III, eternity to you.”

#chase writes #sleep token #fic #ii #iii #iv #vessel #book obsessed iv #🥰🥰🥰

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chasesylvan · 3 months

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i don’t know where all of my new followers are coming from, but i’m glad you’s are here, i’m now at 63 followers and i’m so so happy, i never thought that my blog would ever get semi-popular, but i thank all who are new here and who have been here for a while ^^

i love all of you so so so so much 🩷🩷

#chase rambles #eeeeeeee #you all make me giggle and kick my feet 🤭🤭

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CHASE. CHASE GUESS WHAT.

I'M GOING TO SEE SLEEPTOKEN.

LOSING MY SHIT.

anyways, hi:3 I hope you've been well!!

OMG OMG ME TOO!!! THATS SOOO COOL! I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BESTEST TIME AS YOU DID WHEN YOU SAW GHOST!

ALSO HIIIII, IVE MISSED YOU, YOU LITTLE BEAN!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MWAH MWAH /p

i’ve been well, currently doing an assignment :/ but i’m great overall! how are youuuuu :33

#chase answers #raine ☔️#my absolute favourite mutual <333333 #MWAH MWAH #I LOVE YOUUU /p

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Uprise to My Voice

🚨THIS FIC HAS A LOT OF NAUGHTY SCENES IN IT BUT, AS ALWAYS, NOTHING TO LEADS TO SEX, MASTURBATION IMPLIED BUT DOESN’T HAPPEN ON SCREEN 🚨 they’re just horny boys, what can i say? 🤷😌

CHAPTER 3!! YAHOOOO

After their movie night together, they all just decided to sleep in III and Rain’s room, not having the effort nor energy to walk back to their own rooms, and because there was 3 beds in their hotel room, for some reason, both bassists shared one bed, both guitarists shared a bed, and the drummer and rhythm guitarist shared a bed and they all slept peacefully through the night.

Morning dawned on them, all of them not wanting to get out of bed, too comfortable in their embraces with each other. Sounds of discomfort could be heard coming from IV and Dew’s bed, Dew accidentally having kicked IV in the middle of the night and IV registering the pain now in his midsection, “I’m sorry, honeybun, I have a habit of kicking in the night, are you okay?” Dew asked the poor guitarist in pain, IV giving a thumbs up, still gripping his midsection from the pain of Dew’s foot having been shoved into it in the middle of the night. II had gotten up from Phantom’s embrace, needing the bathroom and wanting to make tea for everybody, as this was his daily routine back at the manor with his boyfriend’s.

So he got up, chucked on some loose track pants and a t shirt, and went to the bathroom to pee. After he was done and washed his hands thoroughly, and walked out of the bathroom and to the small kitchen, the hotel that was booked for them had rooms that resembled apartments, but were still small enough to be considered a hotel room, II started making III and IV’s teas, the guitarist drunk a herbal floral tea, and the bassist drunk just a plain tea. He himself had a cinnamon and apple tea, he decided to leave the Ghost members as he didn’t wanna wake them from their sleep, deciding to let me make their own teas.

He finished making them by the time everyone had woken up, III walking over to II and wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing him on the cheek, thanking him for his tea. IV also walked over and gave II a kiss on the lips and a quiet ‘thank you’ fell from his lips, they both walked over to the small lounge area and sat down, humming happily and drinking their teas, making the drummer smile warmly. After about 15 more minutes, both Rain and Dew finally woke up, Dew having fallen back asleep after waking up to IV’s grunts, and they got up to make their coffees.

Dew walked over to IV first, giving him a quick kiss on the lips, tasting the floral and flower taste from his tea. Then he walked back over to make his coffee, kissing Rain on the cheek, “Morning, Rainy.” Dew said in a gravely voice, “Morning, Dewy.” Rain said back in the same tone. II was drinking his tea when he felt hands on his hips and he turned around to meet the rhythm guitarist in a surprise kiss, “Good morning, kelpie.” II blushed at the nickname, kissing Phantom back, “Morning, bug.” They both smiled warmly at each other, all of the musicians drinking their beverages, it being about 7:30 in the morning. Their show today was at 8:30pm, so they had a while but the trip there would take them about 3 hours, so they had to leave by 1pm to get everything set up.

IV perked up and went to put his cup in the sink, kissing II on the lips as another thank you for the tea, watching the blush spill down his face, “You’re so adorable, Two.” IV caressed the smaller man’s cheek, causing a sparkly look to appear in his sky blue eyes, enamouring IV into staring into them and smiling wide at II, causing the drummer to hide his face in the nape of the taller man’s neck, pulling a giggle out of him at II’s reaction. IV kissed him softly again before walking back over to the lounge and sitting down, leaning against the fire ghoul, who threw an arm over his shoulder.

III started speaking, “What should we do for the morning before we leave, guys?” III questioned all the men in the room, Rain perking up, “We could pack everything up now so we don’t have to worry about it right now?” He said to everyone, being the most mature of all, everyone agreed, as packing up right now would cause them less issues so they weren’t being rushed around by crew members at 12:40pm, yelling at them that they should’ve packed earlier.

III and Rain worked together by making all the beds nice and neat, II cleaned up the kitchen and washed all the cups from everyone’s tea and made the kitchen look tidy so the cleaners didn’t have to worry about it, Phantom and Dew packed their bags up and left them by the front door, II, III, and Rain packed their bags after finishing their tasks, and now the room looked spotless and all their bags were packed, ready for when their tour bus arrives to pick them up.

“Good job pitching in together everyone.” Rain said, proud of everyone getting the room clean in a short period of time, III kissed his cheek and leaned into him, “You did a good job as well, koi.” Rain blushed at the nickname given to him, III kissed the water ghoul, making more blush spill down his face, Rain stumbled back, but III caught him by the waist, holding his hips down and pushing him slightly against the wall, earning a surprised moan from within the ghoul’s chest. The other men in the room didn’t know where to look or what to do, so they decided to just sit on their beds on their phones, ignoring the two having a ‘moment’ together.

Rain started moaning when III slotted a knee between his legs, capturing the ghoul against the wall, and started kissing him more passionately and roughly, III was enjoying the sounds being elicited from the ghoul against him, “Yeah, that’s a good boy, Rainy.” III said, his voice syrupy and sweet, possessing Rain’s thoughts and feelings. Rain kept rutting against the taller bassist, the taller man could feel Rain getting closer, but because of how cruel he was, he pulled off of Rain, destroying his path of an orgasm. Rain was breathing heavily against the wall, frustrated that his orgasm was denied, and went and started hitting III on the back, doing no damage as the taller bassist just chuckled.

“Why do you keep doing that to us? You absolute monster!” Rain said, still achingly hard in his jeans, III just shrugged, “I don’t want you ruining those nice black jeans of yours Rainy, besides,” III went over and hooked 2 fingers under Rain’s chin and forced his head up to look III in the eyes, pulling a soft moan from the shaken and slightly frustrated ghoul, “It brings me pleasure to see my partners so hard and so submissive for me when I deny them their reward,” III said the last of his sentence in a dark tone, leaving Rain wide eyed, he decided to go into the bathroom and finish himself off on his own, III chuckling darkly at the thought that Rain is finishing to the thought of the taller bassist.

IV walked up and smacked III on the ass, him flinching in pain and rubbing his sore ass, “Ivy what the fuck was that for?” IV laughed, but not in a mean or taunting way, and did it again, III turned around and grabbed IV by his neck, his cheeks turning pink and his legs starting to shake, “You want me to wreck you and leave you to fend for yourself like I did to Rain?” III said, dark and mischievously, the guitarist moaned and whimpered at III’s harsh words, IV shook his head no. The taller man kissed IV, rough and passionately until he left IV, standing there on shaky legs and half-hard in his pants, “Hm, seems like I have an effect on all of you when it comes to this,” III said to the rest of them casually. II wide eyed and palming himself, while Phantom and Dew stood to the side, eating a bag of chips each, ignoring what was going on.

IV decided to leave his hard-on alone and sit down, now having the shits, “Ivy.” III said to him, earning a ‘hmph’ in response, “What’s wrong, wildflower?” III asked, genuinely, he could tell that the guitarist now had the shits with him, IV prone to getting angry easily when stuff didn’t go his way. The tall bassist walked over to him, lifted him up by his armpits and stood him in front of him, “Look at me.” III said, his tone firm and steady, IV looked up to III, his baby green eyes glistening from the sun slightly shining in them.

He slowly kisses Ivy softly, the guitarist melting into the soft and sweet touches of his bandmate, “I’m sorry for doing that, okay?” III brushed hair behind IV’s ear, genuine guilt for causing IV to have the shits with him, “‘s okay,” IV said, III pulled him into a hug and kissed the top of his head and pulled away, slightly wiping his cheek.

“I love you, Ivy.”

“I love you, sunflower.”

Phantom had finished his chips and was starting to get slightly jealous of the scene happening in front of him. II noticed this and walked over to Phantom, pulling him down into a heated kiss, Phantom let out a surprised whimper but wasn’t complaining about the moment happening right now, II pushed the taller ghoul against the wall, them both fighting for dominance, II winning, surprisingly. Phantom wasn’t done yet though, he flipped them around and pinned the drummer’s hands to the wall and knocked his legs apart, them starting to shake as well, II letting out small moans and whimpers every now and then.

“Look how pretty you are, Two.” Phantom cooed at the drummer against the wall, in his own blissful world, eyes fluttering shut and lips swollen from the abuse of Phantom’s lips on his, chest heaving heavily. Phantom walked towards the smaller man, wrapped his long fingers around his tender neck, which brought a moan from within his chest, “You’re so pretty, wound up in my control, you’re such a good boy, Two.” II shuddered from the praise he was receiving, Phantom kissed the blissed out look from his face, II absolutely melting in the taller ghoul’s embrace. Phantom giggles at how easily II is affected by the quintessence ghoul’s actions.

II is so blissed out by what happened, that he doesn’t realise that all of them had been looking at him, feeling slightly embarrassed, he covers his crotch with his hands when he feels himself getting hard, Rain is out of the bathroom as well, when did he get here? II wondered what the time was, looking over at the clock on the wall, it reading ‘12:13pm’, they still had about 30 minutes before they needed to start getting ready to leave and be ready for the tour bus to pick them up, so they decided to order one last room service for lunch and watch films until about ‘12:35pm’, they all got their suitcases and bags ready, they all brushed their teeth, did their hair, they all peed one by one before they left, knowing that they won’t be stopping at all for any breaks.

One of the crew members came by, knocking on all the doors telling all of the guys that they need to be by the bus in 10 minutes, so everyone gathered their things, made sure nothing was left behind and walked out of the hotel room, to the elevator and down to the lobby to return their key cards. Once all of the room keys were returned, they walked out and saw their massive black tour bus, they gave all of their luggage to a crew member, and they all single filled onto the bus, each of them had an assigned bunk on the bus, titled with their name on the top of the bunks. IV went and sat at the small table near the kitchenette, having a small bottle of coke in hand, taking small sips from it.

Dew went over and joined the other guitarist, cuddling up against his side. IV snuggled into the fire ghoul, happily humming, while the rest of the guys had sat on the other 2 lounges, III cuddling up against Rain and II sleeping against Phantom, the tall quintessence ghoul rubbing up and down his sides soothingly, the drummer happily humming in his seat, Phantom smiling at the comforting aura he shot through to everyone, and all the people on the bus audibly relaxing from Phantom’s calm and content aura flowing around the bus.

The bus started up and they were off on their journey to their venue for their next big show together, Vessel starting to notice that his lovers were spending a lot of time with the other band, he wasn’t jealous in the slightest, their relationship was very open, allowing each other to hook up and sleep with whoever they wanted without each other getting jealous and the possibility of a fight causing a breakup, so they made the decision to go with being in an open relationship. Vessel smiled at his other lovers, them catching his toothy grin and smiling warmly back to him. IV began whining for some reason and could not stop moving, III noticed and held his leg from bouncing, “Wildflower, what’s wrong?” III asked the squirming man, “N-Nothing.” He said softly, and stopped wiggling around for a max of 10 minutes, before he was wiggling around again, “Dude, don’t fucking lie to me, what’s wrong?” III wasn’t getting annoyed with the guitarist, he just wanted to know what was wrong and why he kept on wiggling around, “I need a fucking piss!” He screamed, startling II out of his sleep, “Ivy, why the fuck are you screaming?” The drummer said, in his drowsy state, being awoken from a very comfortable nap on Phantom’s chest. “Sorry, love,” He replied to II, who scoffed and tried going back to sleep, “There, you happy? I downed my coke too quickly and now I need a piss!” He said, softer but still quite loud, “Dude, you knew we weren’t stopping, and you pissed before we left! How weak is your bladder dude?” III didn’t mean to sound like he was mocking the poor guitarist, the guitarist growled at his bandmate and Dew started giggling at IV, IV smacked him in his chest quite hard, who yelped and moved away to avoid more torture from the angered man next to him. "I know dude, I'm just gonna have to wait until we get to the venue.* IV whined, but dealt with it for the last 25 minutes, utterly in discomfort the entire time, Dew comforting him slightly.

They finally arrived at the venue that they are going to be performing at and the moment the bus door opened, IV hopped up from his seat and rushed out of the bus, hurriedly looking for the men's bathroom but having trouble, a crew member came over to him, "Hey IV, do you need some help?" IV looked to the crew member in desperation, "Where are the toilets?" The guitarist asked, quite literally in a hurry, the crew member pointed to a part of the venue, and IV instantly rushed over there to deal with his issue. III laughing at his bandmate's misery, but IV didn't need to hear or need to know that he did, after about 20 minutes of helping get both III and IV's guitars out of the bus, hurrying footsteps could be heard and IV returned back from the bathrooms, having a blissed out expression on his face, III smirked and looked at his bandmate, "Feel better, Ivy?" He asked the guitarist, slightly giggling at the shorter man, who started helping to move all of his guitars out of the bus, "Much." He replied, in a tone that made III stunned. Everyone chipped in to help move Mountain's massive drumkit and bring it into and out onto the stage, as there was already a drum kit set up in the rehearsal room for them, it was the only equipment that had to be brought out and onto stage. IV ran into II, who grabbed him by the arm and spun him around to face the shorter male, "Hey, Ivy." II said, in a syrupy and sickly tone, which made shivers run down the guitarist's back, "H-Hey, baby." IV replied back, a bit nervous.

"So, you're gonna make up for waking me earlier on the bus." The drummer said, in a dark voice, making the guitarist melt into the shorter man's arms, whimpering softly. "Y-Yeah." The guitarist whimpered at the thought of what II would do to him, he started by backing the guitarist up against the wall and softly grabbing his toned hips and whispering into his ear, "I'm gonna make sure you have my taste all over your lips, so you're not gonna forget what I taste like." II slightly moaned into his ear, making IV's legs go weak under him, the drummer kissed him harshly, making IV let out a moan, then pulled off and smirked at the taller man, pulling him with him towards the back of the venue and entered through the back doors and brought him to their rehearsal room, where everyone was waiting, "Sorry for the hold up guys, IV tripped over a cable on the ground and needed help getting up, everyone nodded and went back to practicing or tuning their instruments.

It was finally time for them to go on stage and play their final show before their massive break, III was messing around with Rain, IV was messing around with Dew and Phantom was lingering around II's place on the drums and Swiss hanging out around the ghoulettes, them all dancing around during the songs, taking breaks during their interludes, kissing each other and praising each other on how good their playing is so far during the show. They were finally on their last song, running high on adrenaline and silliness during The Offering, messing around and causing shenanigans, III had gone up to IV and kissed him on the lips and went over to Rain and kissed the side of his mask as well, Rain blushing under his mask and III smiling darkly as he walked off. They had finally finished the song, ending with them handing out various gifts to the audience members and standing for a final "curtain call", holding each other securely and bowing at the end, Vessel walking to the middle of the stage and bowing, thanking everybody for coming to their show and they walked off, still high on adrenaline and bodies full of energy.

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