(Hey everyone, its been a while. School's gotten me in a flux right now, buuuuut I'm getting things in a working condition. Plus I HAD to spit out this one fic. Inspired by the video shown, minute 8:35 , you'll thank me later. Also the Pax video Sketch made; still mad he took out Alex saying "Hey, Babe" at the end tho. Doesn't follow the timeline exactly but it inspired it.  Ok so enough yammering and started reading!)

Sketch knocked on the wooden door. He glanced through the peep hole, trying to see if he could see a certain purple haired Brit. Nothing. He knocked once more; Alex swung the door open with a welcoming smile plastered across his face. 

"Hey, Sketch!" His grin grew larger, "Glad to see you stopped by early!"

"Well, you know me." Sketch chuckled, "I'm the early bird."

Alex laughed, "No, since, uh, when?"

Sketch laughed along.

"Well, come on in."

Sketch walked into the room, and slung his backpack off his shoulder and onto the floor. The room was small: Two queen size beds and a coffee counter, where the TV stood. The bathroom was fancy yet small: A shower/bath, a toilet, and a massive counter. Two people could fit in the shower-- stop getting ideas. 

Elijah remember the fact that four grown men would be staying in the room. It's fine, they'll just share beds. Elijah was sorta hoping he'd sleep by Alex. He didn't know what to think of that thought. 

Ethan walked out of the small closet.

"Hey, Sketch, what's up?" He popped a chip into his mouth.

"Where did you just come from?" Sketch frowned, "Didn't we arrive at the same time?"

"Got back from Narnia. Where'd you think I came from?" Ethan shrugged and fell onto one of the beds, "Also I walk faster."

Sketch looked to Alex; Alex just shrugged. Sub walked out from the balcony.

"Where are you guys coming from?" Sketch furrowed his eyes.

"We wanted to give you guys some alone time. So when you knocked, we got creative." Ethan smiled.

"Of course nothing happened like, god, you two are so boring. I expected some kissy-kisses." Sub rolled his eyes. "Bedding arrangements are you and Alex, me and Ethan."

"I hate you both." Sketch frowned.

"No you don't." Sub grinned and sat beside Ethan.

Alex laughed, "You guys are ridiculous, but it's time for bed. We have a big day tomorrow."

Sketch walked to his backpack.

"And, Elijah, I could sleep on the floor if you're uncomfortable." Alex smiled.

"Oh, no. It's fine."

It wasn't fine.

Elijah couldn't chase the burning sensation. He pushed all the covers off; still as hot as hell. Alex was sleeping so peacefully; Sketch made note of the soft snores. Sketch twisted a strand of Alex's hair and smiled. 

"Can't sleep, Sketch?" Alex's eyes didn't open as he spoke.

Elijah's face heated up, "Uh... yeah..."

"Here..." Alex turned and wrapped his arms around the smaller man. "Now go to sleep."

Sketch smiled and wrapped his arms around Alex's waist.

"Ok, Babe."

(Yes, it's 1 AM here. Am I sorry? No. Night now.)