Outfit on the left is Isaac's, outfit on the right is Michael's, made with Polyvore (Fangirlsheek).

"Everybody's got their demons, even wide awake or dreaming. I'm the one who ends up leaving, make it okay.."

-Jet Black Heart, 5SOS

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Paula and Liz had gone out to get everyone dinner, and that left the eight together.

They were Bethany, Luke, Calum, and Cierra talking, Michael talking to Jordan, and then Isaac and Ashton.

Isaac was even more nervous than having to share a room with Michael; but thats because when ever Ashton made a joke or "narrated" something the others were doing he'd feel his stomach turn and he'd giggle and blush.

"Jordan stares intensely into Michael's mint green orbs as he rambles on about the new Black Ops 3 game he recently got...licking his lips hungrily for Michael-"

Both boys erupted with laughter before Ashton could even finish which clearly brought attention to the others as the older and younger boys were sprawled out on the floor gasping for air.

Everyone but the two were - very - confused on why they were laughing so much, but the Frye siblings smiled slightly seeing their little brother seeming happier.

But it also made them sad, why was he happier with these people than with them?

But they didn't want to go into the negative stuff, they were content with their brother being happy and they left it at that.

Michael intently stared at the two, letting the best of him stare at Isaac. Well, more like admiring as his laugh powered over Ashton's school girl one.

He "admired" how his cheeks got a deep maroon and how his hair kept going into his eyes. He also maybe took in a glimpse of his v-line when his shirt got pulled up a bit.

He noticed that it was faded a bit, but still noticeable, he quickly snapped out of it and turned back to Jordan when he became aware they stopped talking mid conversation.

That didn't help the fact he felt butterflies in his tummy though, and he was confused but not so confused why it was there.

He noticed the two were standing and walked to a different room and he couldn't help to notice the damn little sway in the younger boys hips.

"Fuck," He mentally slapped himself as he felt a slight pain "down there" and he reluctantly pulled his knees to his chest and sucked in a breath.

"This will be the death of me.." He thought, maybe he could take a shower in a bit if Isaac didn't mind him using his shower.

He shifted around trying to find a position that 1) didn't show off his clothed Cliffaconda 2) didn't make the situation worse.

He sure as hell gave off the vibe he was in discomfort however. But he couldn't help it. It wasn't his fault that happened, so he just shrugged it off.

-

"Kids we're home!" Paula called out as Liz helped carry in some food they had gotten for themselves while Paula held the ones for the other eight.

"In the living room Mom!" Cierra called back, in which Paula and Liz both went to the living room and handed out everyones food.

The two had gone to Panda Express, everyone's to go box had their names written in black sharpie to identify which was theirs.

They all dug in being quite hungry, and ate while Isaac and Ashton tried to have a conversation where they both didn't end up choking on their food.

Which everyone -besides Paula and Liz- was still confused on why they had been laughing. Ashton started up a conversation about his band, which Isaac tensed a bit and blushed as he listened.

These are just one of the moments where he wished he was a girl just so it would be less awkward.

He's sure that everyone has these moments, but sadly he can't be a girl and he's stuck holding in screams of excitement and nodding to what Ashton was talking about.

"Want to listen to a few songs?" asked Ashton, catching the younger boy off guard.

"O-Okay..." He nodded, this was going to kill him. Ashton got out his phone and earbuds, giving the earbuds to Isaac then playing Shes Kinda Hot.

Isaac wanted to jump around and sing along but that'd just make this whole thing even more awkward.

He bit the end of his sleeve, knowing it was gross but didn't think of it. Having Ashton watch him was nerve-racking and he couldn't help it. The chorus came on and he bobbed his head to the music so Ashton would think he's enjoying it.

But then came Ashton's solo maybe over 30 seconds later and he was mouthing the words into his sleeve and blushing.

He felt his stomach flutter when he heard the faint "we're gonna be okay" and that made his whole face turn a light shade of pink.

The song soon ended after that and Ashton played San Fransisco and Isaac let out a tiny squeal. Ash chuckled as Isaac hid his face into his hands.

Michael was suddenly interested though, so he came over and looked over Ashton's shoulder. Seeing that the song was on and he glanced at Isaac seeing he was probably as pink as his pink hair back in 2014.

Isaac only blushed even more, noticing now Michael was looking at him right as his solo came on.

He nearly died right there, but he grew the confidence to clear his throat and eat his dinner that was sitting beside him and try and ignore the two's stares as he listened to the rest of the song.

Michael felt the urge to tell Ashton about the album he found in Isaac's room earlier, but he didn't want Isaac to feel ashamed or embarrassed because that'd surely make Michael feel like shit.

He felt like shit just thinking about it and he barely knew the guy, why is he feeling like shit already? He doesn't know.

-

"It's getting late, I think I'm gonna head to bed." Bethany yawned, seeing as it was nearly 1 am and everyone was still up. She got up, going to her room, and soon everyone eventually copied her actions.

But well, Michael waddled since his little problem refused to go away.

Since he accidentally rubbed his hips against his own foot has he sat with one leg in so it looked like a four with his legs.

Wasn't the best idea.

He couldn't take a shower now that it was 1 am so this is going to be a difficult night for him.

Once he was in Isaac's room, he accidentally walked in on Isaac trying to pull his shirt over his head but was failing.

"You need some help there?" He chuckled, but cutting it short when feeling the problem getting worse. He shook it off and helped Isaac get the shirt over his head.

Isaac immediately blushed and was to scared to even move when realizing he was shirtless and it was too late to cover up his tummy as to Michael already seeing it. He wanted to die then and there. He hated his tummy more than anything, even if he did cut short a couple pounds. He felt as if he were going to throw up.

"Hey, whats wrong are you okay?" Michael snapped him out of it, he noticed that his cheeks were damp and he wanted to jump off a cliff.

"I-I'm f-fine!" He rushed and wipes his face trying to dry his cheeks but Michael grabbed both his hands to stop him.

"You're not fine Isaac, why were you crying?"

"I-I d-d-don't l-like p-people s-seeing m-m-my b-body..." He hiccuped and put his arms around his stomach, taking his hands out of the older boys soft touch and refusing to make eye contact.

Michael had on a sad expression when Isaac told him this, he reluctantly asked why Isaac didn't like people seeing his body, but scared of the answer.

"I-I h-have a-a f-fat t-tummy.." He squeaked, feeling Michael remove his arms from his waist and put his warm hands on his sides, then wrapping his arms around him and hugging him.

He let Isaac cry for a while, and his problem definitely went away. He rubbed small circles into his bare back, helping the smaller boy calm down.

"It's gonna be okay, I mean, we all have our flaws. It could be worse you know? In my opinion I think having a little tummy is adorable." He rambled.

"Y-You do? W-Why?" Isaac sniffed.

Michael stepped back, throwing off his own shirt and gesturing his tummy.

"Cause I got one too."

"B-But you p-play-"

"Yeah yeah but I rarely work out, play video games and eat pizza all day. The other three might've got some progress but whatever." He shrugged.

Isaac giggled and grabbed a sweater he could sleep in, Michael basically doing the same thing except he got sweatpants and a hoodie.

"Wait," halted Michael with a smirk plastered on his face "how'd you know I play guitar? Ashton told you about the band not what we play, I over heard him."

Isaac blushed fiercely and gulped down a lump in his throat, "I-I guessed?"

Michael picked up the album from the desk and held it up making his eyes widen.

"I saw this the first time I walked in here, I was waiting until you told me or for the right moment to ask." He laughed.

"I-"

"Shut up it's adorable, especially because you have a One Direction poster and I think you and Ash are like lost brothers or some shit."

Isaac felt weak in the knees, he was embarrassed, flustered, and wanted another hug.

So he hid his face into his sleeves, curled up on his bed, and let out a squeak. Michael snorted and put down the album, walked over to the bed, and moved Isaac so he was under his blankets.

"Night, Isaac." He quickly kissed the smaller boy's forehead and shut off the light.

Going onto the mattress on the floor and getting under the blankets himself.

He attempted to get some sleep, hugging the pillow and hearing a faint "night."

And he drifted off to sleep.

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A/N: I'm crying. My mom said she thought I was "supposed to be good at writing" because she saw some stupid English Assessment I did and said that it "had lots of run ons and didn't make sense" even though it made perfect sense...

She started complaining about my grades and said I have to get "all a's and b's" even though the D's and C's I have won't even count for my Highschool and College grades and I told her its too much pressure and its hard but she says I have to try harder.

So now I'm just listening to Permanent Vacation and mentally giving her the middle finger.

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