Roadtrip Oneshots

Mindy, Hypothermia

Mikey

I really did make the worst decisions. For example today... Should I bring a jumper with me, or a coat? No, it'll be fine, it's sunny out now.
But I never think long term, which is a problem. I tend to just go for it, which never really works out well for me.

Anyway, today we were out filming covers with Chris, probably staying out for the whole day. We left the flat at about 10:00AM, and didn't plan on returning until we'd finished at least three covers.

It was going to be a long day, in more ways than others.

***

"More passion Mikey!" Rye called from behind Chris. Rye was directing again, with Andy, my boyfriend. I tried to do so, hoping that I got it right this time. I mean, fifth times the charm right?

"Well done babe!" Andy smiled as I finished, and I laughed in relief.
I ran over and gave him a hug, frowning when I felt how warm he was. I didn't think anything else of it.

"Yes Chris, we can add that in at the end." Brook cheered, and I turned to see that Chris still had the camera rolling. I felt myself blush, and hid my face in Andy's shoulder. I felt him laugh.

"He's a shy one guys!"

Great. So that meant it was going in the cover then.
Andy wrapped his arms around me tightly then, as If he could sense my discomfort.

"We don't have to put it in if you don't want to babe." He whispered into my ear, so quietly that no one else would be able to hear.

"No, it's fine." I replied quietly, closing my eyes as he pulled me close.

"Okay. If you're sure."

"Oi, lovebirds! We've got a cover to film!" Rye yelled. I jumped out of Andy's arms, turning my head to see that everyone had already began walking and were waiting for us.

How long had me and Andy been hugging for then?

"We're coming!" Andy hollered back. Then he turned to me, grabbing my hand pulling him forwards.

"I thought you'd fallen asleep for a minute then Mikey." He laughed, and I smiled.

"No. Not quite." I replied.

Now I was really feeling the cold. It hadn't occured to me that I was cold before, but now, after leaving Andy's arms, I realised just how cold the air was getting.
I shivered, trying to hide it.

"Are you alright?" Andy asked, and I caught his gaze. Eyes soft in concern.
Dammit.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I brushed it off, hoping that he would too.

"Okay." He responded, and it was clear that he wasn't convinced.

Why was it always me?

***

As the day progressed it got even colder.
I found it hard to hide my shivers, especially with Andy watching me like a hawk. Whenever I wasn't needed, I sat stock still, hands clasped tightly together so that they wouldn't tremble. My jaw hurt from clenching it so much, and my skin felt like ice.
I felt that if I tried to move I'd collapsed. I started to panic when I felt my breathing begin to slow down, but I didn't say anything.

"Mikey... Mikey!" I turned my head quickly to see Andy crouched beside me.

"Yeah?" I slurred, and then frowned. Why was I slurring? Was I that cold? I didn't think it would get that bad!