Rydon. Need to say more? Want to know more? Just read! :) and yeah, its chaptered.
Ryan walked towards his object of desire, trying to look casual. Inside, he could feel the ecstasy wanting to feel once again that touch that Brendon had provided earlier, burning up. Sweat started to cascade on his temples. "What's wrong?" Ryan asked with a horsy tone.
Brendon looked at his friend, "Are you alright? You've been acting really weird today."
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well." he lied. God, how much he hated lying to him. It felt so wrong considering how much he loved him.
"Well, better get a Red Bull now, cause we are going out!" Brendon announced enthusiastically.
"Going out? Who? Where?" Ryan asked, nervous.
"I met these two girls, they are great. So I told them we would go out with them tonight. So get ready and leave that face behind." He said and entered the dressing room.
Ryan just stood there. A date with Brendon, in which he couldn't get to keep him in the end of the night, horrific idea. How could he stand seen Brendon with some random girl around him? His body would sure burst in rage if the girl gets to close. He couldn't do it. He couldn't.
He walked in and found a shirtless Brendon cleaning his face. He looked at Ryan and smiled; "You better get ready now." he suggested and continued cleaning the area around his eyes.
"I can't go." Ryan stated, "Take Spencer or Jon, not me please."
Brendon dropped the soaped paper towel he was using, on the dresser and looked at Ryan, "Why not? Ryan I want you to go. You are my best friend."
Five words Mr. Ross hated hearing from Brendon's lips when they talked about him, "You are my best friend". He heard those words too much, he couldn't stand them anymore. He didn't want friendship, he wanted more. Brendon put on his pleading eyes. They instantly captivated Ryan's heart, "Fine, I'll go." He finally gave in.
Brendon smiled, "Thank you!" he shrieked and hugged him. The feeling of Brendon's bare skin on Ryan made him quiver. Goosebumps started to show all around his body. He wished he could feel that same sensation every night. Brendon's body felt so good, so welcoming. He wanted to have his skin, his flesh needed to belong to him, it had to have his name, /Ryan Ross/.
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