One-Shots

Bella | Zerkstar [Part 2]

Ship: Zerkstar

Relationship: Dating

Genre: Fluff and a bit of angst

Prompt: Vik is a tourist. Josh is Italian. Simon is a slut and has a lot of advice.

A/N: Translations from Google translate, apologies for mistakes

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~Vik's POV~

"S-Simon. Come out pl-ease. You're scaring me."

We are currently three weeks into our trip. I had spent a lot of time at Josh's cafe, and with him in general. Freya is a ball of fun. When Josh gets busy with emails and calls, she takes me shopping, showing me all the hidden deals at certain spots. She admitted to me once that she was extremely jealous of the fact that I had the ability to wear high heels on the uneven bricks of the streets.

I felt horrible that I hadn't spent much time with Simon, but he was occupied as well. He had continued his ways of meeting a new guy every night, but something had changed.

He had gone out one night, leaving Josh and I to a movie and make out session, and came back swooning, clutching a rose tightly. He started dressing differently as well, less like himself and more.... boyish.

He went out and bought sweatpants, jeans, and t-shirts. Packed away were his booty shorts, tank tops, and lingerie. I had grown concerned at that point and relayed my concerns to Josh. After talking, and a bit of crying, we both decided to keep an eye on him, because he looked happy but was giving up everything that he loved.

He continued his loved up attitude, which leads us to now. That door had slammed and I poked my head out of my room just in time to see a heartbroken Simon dash to his room. I had knocked on his door. Sobbing and screaming were the only sounds I could get out of him.

"Sim-mon! P-please! L-l-let me in!"

My fist was stinging as I continued to bang on the door. My throat feels raw and I swear I taste blood. My own tears are streaming down my face. I hiccup violently and my stomach wretches. I run back to my room and dial the familiar number.

"Bella?"

"J-j-osh? H-help. S-s-Simon."

"Are you home?"

"Y-y-y-y-es."

"Shh, Bella. Breathe."

I can hear the sounds of the city through the phone. My sobs don't stop, but they do lessen in intensity and the hiccups have finally stopped.

"Bella, the door please."

My legs shake as I make my way to the door. I quickly unlock it and throw myself into Josh's arms. He pulls me close, lifting me off the ground, full on carrying me into the lounge.

"Breathe Bella."

He cuddles me close and rocks. His hand runs through my hair, smoothing out the raven locks. As I quiet down, Simon's own sobs become more significant.

"Is there keys for the door, Bella?"

I want to smack myself. There is. The owner of the villa gave us them in case we accidently locked a door inside. Josh stands, still holding me and walks to my room. He picks my bag up off the floor and sets it on the bed.

"In here?"

I nod against his neck and listen as he rummages around. A noise of triumph leaves him as he produces a large key ring. We start moving again and I start whimpering as Simon's cries become louder and louder. Keys jangle and the door creaks as we move inside. He sets me down on the bed and I crawl to a curled up Simon.