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Anyone Can See That This Is Only Permanent...Temporary.

by medicatedlives 3 Reviews

So this is a repost of the same fic. It's a short story about Ryan.

Category: Panic! At The Disco - Rating: PG - Genres:  - Characters:  - Published: 2007/10/21 - Updated: 2007/10/21 - 350 words - Complete

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[A/N] So I'm really lame and somehow managed to screw up the text in the other post that I made and had to delete it. Blech.


Part One: I Used To Know Myself Much Better.


“Dude, what the fuck is that?” Brendon childishly asked when he saw Ryan twirling something around in his fingers. “You’ve had that out all day and haven’t said a word. What is up with you?” he told him as he took a seat next to him in the booth-like seats where they were supposed to eat on the bus.

“Nothing,” Ryan murmured. “I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”

Brendon poked his nose over Ryan’s shoulder, and with a quick hand, took whatever he was fiddling with into his own fingers.

“Give it back dammit!” Ryan huffed, hopelessly trying to retrieve the object from Brendon.

Holding it in between his fingers, Brendon gasped, “NO WAY.” He looked at Ryan, with huge eyes, shocked. “Hey guys…” He said loudly enough for Spencer and Jon to hear. Ryan let his head fall onto the table and groaned.

“What!?” they both answered at the same time. Spencer poked his head out of the bunk area, and Jon stepped out of the kitchenette and looked at Brendon.

“Ryry’s finally proposing to Alex!” Brendon yelled.

“About fucking time!” Spencer said as he turned away.

Jon laughed happily and just shook his head.

“Brendon,”

“Yeah?” He answered cheerfully,

“You are such an idiot.” Ryan told him, and playfully slapped the side of his head.

“Haha, so when are you going to do it?” Brendon asked, giving him back the ring.

“I don’t know. Maybe when I grow some balls.” He looked around, pocketing the ring. “I’m going to get some sleep.”

“Alright, loverboy. Have a good one.” He said, allowing Ryan to get out of the booth. He sauntered over to where Jon was and smiled. “Hi Jon!”

“Oh jeez, somebody get me an aspirin!”

Ryan took out his phone and laughed, “Stop drinking so much caffeine. You don’t need it.”
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