Youbrat's Writing Archive (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mmm___pete) wrote,@ 2006-09-24 15:37:00 |
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This is Bullshit (14/?)
Title: This is bullshit (14/?)
Authors:howido_fics & youbrat
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Rating: R
Summary: Brendon calls Ryan
Disclaimer: *sigh*
Author’s Note: This is a co-write.howido_fics is Brendon, youbrat is Ryan. Ryan's pov is in blue and Bren's is normal black.
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As soon as I got home, I went straight to the bathroom to relieve myself. I know, I should have just jerked off there, but that's just rude. I ran through my bedroom to the bathroom, pants around my ankles as I wobbled to get the lube that i hide from my ‘snooping’ parents.
In the bathroom, I managed to kick off my jeans and boxers, then leaping over to my bed. I popped open the cap and squirted some in my palm as I rest a pillow on the headboard. Leaning back, I gripped my cock, smoothing the lube... that's heat activated! *bonus*...with a few strokes.
I slid my hand up to meet my nipple as I whimpered Ryan’s name. But why did Alex flash through my mind? That dark sweeping hair, the gages, this thin but strong frame, the bands on his wrist... and those damn lips.
Shit Brendon! What about Ryan!?
Alex and I just laid on my bed, me pressed against him in his arms, as we talked and caught up on all the time we hadn't been apart. He'd changed a little, but not enough that it wasn't still us. We were still the same together, we still just... fit. He had always been able to understand me in ways that no one else had been able to, and he still had that knack.
I heard mom come home and call up, letting us know that she was starting dinner and calling out a hello to Alex. Apparently his car was in the driveway, and I'd been so caught up with Brendon that I didn't even hear him drive up. He smiled down at me as he played with my hair, it was something that he always did when we talked and curled up like we were, and it always relaxed me. While he played with my hair I played with the edge of his shirt. He'd toned up a bit from the last time we'd seen each other, and he looked good, as good, and better, than I remembered.
He asked me about Brendon, how we met, how long we'd been together, all the typical questions you ask a friend about their new relationship. It felt good to talk to him about it. I nestled against his neck and told how much I had missed him, near squeezing him so that he couldn't breathe because a part of me just couldn't believe he was actually there.
Shit. I didn’t, no. I jumped off the bed as soon as Alex went through my head. What the fuck? I come out like four days ago, and now I am thinking of every man I see? I mean, Alex... Ryan’s best friend... who I saw Ryan cuddling with on the bed. Ryan, my boyfriend, the guy seconds before that other guy interrupted us, had his hands running up my sides and was moaning in my ear.
Ryan, the guy who was grinding against me. Ryan, my boy who introduced me to Sam. The first guy I kissed, slept in the same bed with, touched his cock, let touch my cock... wait, he didn’t touch my cock, but he defintely laid on top of me as we both got off.
I was stroking faster as I thought about Sam between us. And him breathing in my ear. Sitting back on the bed, I lay across it, imagining his lips on my neck, hands running down my sides and body moving against me. I let out his name as I moved faster, squeezing the tip every few strokes before coming.
Alex laughed and complained that I was squeezing him to death until I released my hold on him. He smiled down at me and leaned down, kissing the tip if my nose and promised me that he was really there and that I was stuck with him for three months. I grinned, nodding enthusiastically and laughing. We started play wrestling with each other, laughing the whole time as we did before he pinned me against the bed, looking down at me and grinning triumphantly.
We lay like that and continued talking until mom called us down for dinner. He winked at me and pulled back, offering me his hand and helping me up. Laughing the two of us made our way down the stairs and into the kitchen for dinner. Dad had come home, they were waiting patiently at the table, and both gave us big smiles as we walked in and plopped down at the table.
I cleaned up just in time for my mom to tell me dinner was ready. I matted my hair down, changed into my pajamas and eat dinner. It was a typical dinner, with typical questions... ‘How was school?’ ‘Do you have much homework?’ Where is so and so going to college?’ ‘What are your plans for the weekend?’ ‘Did you talk to Ryan?’
Once they started talking about bills, I excused myself, of course AFTER clearing the table and placing the dishes in the dishwasher as they had their coffee. Finishing up with the leftovers in the fridge I told them I was retreating to my room for homework.
I spent about two hours on a mixture of Spanish-IV, my journal for AP English, and I was researching my speech for art when I looked at the clock. It was almost 9, and I promised to call Ryan...
Knowing I needed a break, I moved from my computer chair to the bed, sitting cross-legged, I dialed his number, hoping he wasn’t busy.
We had a great dinner filled with Italian favorites, okay, so it was one Italian favorite, lasagna, but still, it was a favorite. Mom had even made brownies for dessert. She was definitely trying to make my favorites before I left because she even brought out ice cream for us to have on top of the still warm brownies. I was in heaven, and Alex was grinning like a fool.
We finished dinner, and mom shooed us off while she cleaned up. Alex grabbed his bag from the floor near the couch as we passed, and we headed back up to my room. He pulled out a bunch of movies he'd brought with him and a case of Red Bull. He flipped through the movies he'd brought until he chose one and shoved it into the DVD player. He grinned at me as he crawled up onto the bed next to me, and we got ourselves comfortable while the movie started. Alex reached over and turned off the light, plunging us into darkness. I rested my head on his shoulder as the credits started, and he put his arm around me so that he could play with my hair while the movie was on. I smiled to myself and poked him playfully before we settled down to watch.
We were about halfway into the movie when my phone went off. Alex grabbed it off of the night stand and opened it before I could stop him, answering it.
"This is Ryan's phone, and you're interrupting our night alone together so this better be good."
I rolled my eyes.
"Alex...stop it and give me my phone!"
He shook his head and grinned, pinning me back against the bed while he kept the phone to his ear.
My heart hurt. That feeling when I can feel it sink. I know I sucked in a huge breath as my chest tightened. Please say it was a joke. Please make it a joke. How could he? I’m not even his boyfriend a week. I know they're best friends, but my best friend would never answer the phone like that, let alone snuggle in the bed with me while my boyfriend is using the bathroom. And I'm not blaming it on either of them, cause it takes two to tango...
I didn’t know what to say, so I stumbled over my words. I sank back into my bed, as a tear fell down my cheek, dripping into my ear I held the phone to.
“I, uh, s...sorry, to, um, inter...interrupt, is, um, Ryan there? Or something?” Yeah, that’s it, make a good impression on the guy with stuttering like Mikey Way... I bit my lip, hoping and praying that he wouldn’t laugh at me. Cause, if he did, it was going to be a long two and a half weeks......and even a longer three months knowing he thinks I'm a complete douche bag.
I looked up at Alex and glared at him.
"Give me my damn phone Alex! Who is it?"
He laughed at me and shook his head.
"Is this Brendon? Everything okay? You sound like somethings wrong."
I pushed at Alex until I could finally get up and yanked my phone from his hand.
"Asshole!" I put the phone up to my ear. "Bren? Bren what's wrong?"
I bit my lip as I shot a look at Alex and walked out into the hall, leaving him to watch the movie while I talked to my boyfriend.
Fuck. He knows. He knows I’m a damn baby. And now he is gonna talk Ryan out of being with me, and he is gonna steal him away from me cause he is smarter and cooler and hotter and funnier and taller and well, Ryan knew him....
I gulped as I heard muffled talking on the other line and let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding when I heard Ryan’s voice. Wiping my tears, my lips trembled. I wanted to kiss him through the phone. What the fuck? Was it my time of the month or something?
“Ryan? Is it you?” I tried to sound like I hadn’t been crying or out of breath, “No..nothing is wrong,” Ok, so I failed on that one, “I was, just, running, um, up the stairs and out of breath and stuff...” Sure, yeah, I’m convinced...that’s it.
I frowned and shook my head, closing the door to my bedroom and sliding down to the floor of the hall outside my door. I leaned back against the door and growled inside at Alex.
"I'm sorry for Alex. He can be an asshole sometimes. But he's my best friend, he just sometimes doesn't know when to stop. You're sure everything's okay Bren? You don't sound like you were running. You sound like you're upset."
I furrowed my eyebrows, and I swore if Alex just hurt and upset Brendon and fucked things up I was going to go back into that room and kill him. Yeah, I knew I'd have to talk to Brendon about me and Alex eventually, but I didn't want to do it over the phone or right then. And I knew that Alex wasn't going to change who he was or what he was like with me, but he needed to give me the chance to actually talk to Brendon about it before he smothered the poor kid with it.
I knew he would see right through it, but I get an A for effort. Oh, and just for the record, I dislike Alex. Ok, maybe that was ‘for the moment’ not ‘for the record’ cause I know if Ryan likes him, he can’t be that bad. Plus, he’s prolly like Ryan’s only true friend, so I can try to like him, but that was just fucking rude and wrong.
I sighed into the phone, “No, running. And yeah, Alex can be an asshole, we all have friends who can be assholes, it’s cool. But,” I swallowed, “Am I interrupting things, or something, cause I do need to finish my art, and I called, cause I um, promised,” I rolled over, picking at something stuck to my comforter.
"No, Bren, you aren't interrupting anything. We were just watching a movie, that's all. You know you're never interrupting me Bren. You're sure you're okay?"
I was still frowning. I didn't like the idea that he didn't like Alex, although at the same time I understood why after what Alex had just pulled. I should have known that he and Alex were going to have problems. I should have talked to him about it before Alex showed up. I closed my eyes and rested my head back against the door. I was worried about how things were going to go now that I had my best friend home with me.
"Bren? You're sure you're okay?"
“Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just gonna,” i held the bridge of my nose, “I’m glad I didn’t interrupt anything, I was just checking, you know cause Alex said...”
I coughed picking at the bedding again, “I just needed a break from homework and needed to hear your voice. Your voice always calms me. And I needed that right now.”
...Especially after the stunt your best friend pulled. My breathing was finally back to normal as my legs dangled off the bed. It was true, his voice really did calm me.
I sighed. This was going to be an issue. No, Alex was going to be an issue. I wasn't looking forward to the conversation Brendon and I were going to have to have regarding Alex. It wasn't going to be fun, that much I knew. I just hope it didn't turn into him being mad at me because of it, or hating me because of it either.
"I'm sorry for what Alex said Bren. I really am. But you didn't interrupt, there really isn't anything to interrupt, we were watching movies, that's all. I'm sorry he upset you. I...I know..." I squeezed my eyes closed and whispered. "Shit."
"Bren, whatever you thought was going on it wasn't."
I felt another tear. Great, not again. I didn’t want to do this right here, or right now.. .either way, I couldn’t handle it. I have to fix the NOW.
“Ryan, he didn’t, I mean, he doesn’t,” yeah Bren...that’s it, “He didn’t, OK, so he did upset me, but I was more upset of the fact that I wish it were me there with you. It has nothing to do with him. I mean, hell, he's your best friend and I'm not going to freak out every time you hang out with your friends. I’m just not used to someone being so forward and obnoxious, ok, maybe obnoxious isn’t the word, but,” I shook my head, “I dunno, I mean, I trust you, I know you won’t do anything, and that you guys are just doing friend things. I mean, it’s not like you guys are in each other’s arms or something...”
I closed my eyes and sighed. Yep, I didn't want to have this conversation with him over the phone. And I didn't want to have this conversation with him tonight. But at the same time, I couldn't lie to him. If I lied to him it would just cause more problems. I reached up with my free hand and ran it over my eyes.
"Alex is very forward Bren. He always has been, he always will be. Um...if you ever watched Queer as Folk, he's very much a Brian. That's pretty much who he is. If I didn't know better I'd think that he decided to be like that after the show came out, but he was like that before. He's very forward and he's very self confident and he's rather cocky. He's going to treat me differently than everyone else because we're best friends, and he's also, to some point, possessive. I guess you could say we are Mikey and Brian from Queer as Folk in so many ways. He's probably going to give you a hard time because you're dating me, but that doesn't mean he's going to try and break us up or get in the way or anything. I want him to like you and I want you to like him, but... that's just how he is. Its...its how we are Bren. He's been there for me through every relationship I've been in and every person I've liked. He's been the constant in my life, and I don't mean that to intimidate you or anything, its just who he is so we're... we're close, and different from most friends... Shit, I didn't want to have to have this conversation with you over the phone Bren."
I’m glad we were having this conversation over the fucking phone, so he couldn’t see me bawling my eyes out. So if this is like the Mikey/Brian relationship...then why can’t I be like Justin and accept it? Oh, yeah, I am like most of the guys that Mikey dated. Fuck, I’m intimidated the fuck by Alex. He has so much on me. So much that I can’t even begin to name everything.
“I don’t. I don’t want this conversation either, I can’t. Not right now. Ry, I understand the whole Queer as thing... but, it’s not something that I can just accept over the phone. I mean, here, it’s hard. I want to accept it, but I can’t. I don’t know... I don’t know what I am saying. But I will try my absolute best. I am not upset with him, I just need to be around him more. I mean, that was a lot today. His comments when I was in the room, and him holding you when I was in the hall. I can get used to it. I can trust you. I mean, I want to trust you. Fuck Ryan, I don’t even know what I am saying. I’m so confused. I don’t even know if I am confused,” I held my head, I knew I was overreacting, but this is all new to me, and I honestly didn’t have the slightest clue...
I closed my eyes again, I could hear it in his voice. I had upset him so much and I didn't want to. I squeezed my eyes closed and took a few breaths, trying to figure out what it was I should say.
"Bren..." I sighed softly. I had no clue what to say. I had absolutely no clue what to say to him and I hated that. I wanted to get in my car and go over there but I didn't want to get him into trouble with his parents.
"Bren, please don't be upset. Please. You can trust me. I'm not... I'm not going to jump into bed with Alex. I'm not going to have sex with Alex. He's my best friend, he's not my boyfriend. That's you. Please Bren, please trust me because there honestly is no reason for you not to. There isn't anything going on with us besides best friends. I promise you that. Okay?"
I nodded, more to myself than me, “Ok, Ryan, ok. I know and ok. I’m sorry for making a deal out of this and making you, I dunno, have to explain your friendship. I just. I trust you. And I'm just, I know I'm your boyfriend, and I know the difference between a boyfriend and a best friend... I’m going to trust you. I am.”
I wanted to tell him that I didn’t want Alex sleeping in the same room as him. Not that I didn’t trust Ryan, but I sure as hell don’t trust Alex. One has to earn my trust... not just get it and see how the ball rolls. I knew that would be out of the line, but I also saw his room, and there was no room in there but the bed because of all the boxes. I knew if Ryan told me that they were sleeping in the same room that it would be on the same bed. And I don’t know, best friend or not, I really didn't want other man holding my boyfriend while he slept. I didn’t want someone else's arms wrapped around him. I didn’t want his legs tangled with anyone but mine. I didn’t want someone else to wake up in his arms and watch him sleep as the sunlight took over. That was my job. That was all for me.
I sighed softly. He was such a sweetheart, but I knew he had to be being torn up inside. I could just hear it and sense it.
"No, Bren, its okay. We should probably have a talk about me and Alex eventually anyway. I mean, yeah, you knew that he was my best friend, but we never really talked about him or me and him or anything. So... maybe next time we are alone together we can actually talk about it face to face. I just want to be sure you know my relationship with him and are okay with it. But we can talk about that next time we're together, okay?"
I frowned a little again as the door opened behind me, and I fell into my bedroom. I looked up at Alex and shook my head a little. "Hello Alex... eavesdropping on my conversation are you?"
He laughed and shook his head. "No Ry, I need to take a piss, get out of the way."
I laughed as he stepped over me and I just stayed where I was. "Sorry Bren."
I laughed as I heard the conversation between the other two, “Yeah, that sounds good. I like that idea, next time we are with each other. And, sorry I left in a hurry today, but I really didn’t want get in the way of your reunion or anything. You know I know how much you missed him. I could see it in your eyes when you talked about him, and just that right there is enough for me to try my best to get over his upfront-ness and try and like him. I mean, you were beyond cool with all my friends. Hell, you are like their hero or something, the past week, it hasn’t been ‘Hey Bren, what’s up?’ it’s all ‘How’s Ryan?’” I snorted at that. It was true through, the people who stayed and cleaned up at Spencer’s were all about him. Especially Amanda. But she’s a Fag Hag, so you know.
“But, I need to get back to my speech. And Ryan, I trust you, ok? I do, and I am not upset with you or anything for not pre-warning me about Alex. I was just, shocked I guess.”
"Are you upset that he and I were... how did you put it... him holding me? Did...did that upset you? I mean... I didn't mean for... for whatever... and I hope it didn't... 'cause... I dunno. Me and Alex are kinda like that. We're affectionate. He'll probably be affectionate with you once you get to know him better too... but... did that upset you? Really? Please tell me the truth."
I watched Alex disappear into the bathroom as I sat up. He knew my house like his own, he pretty much declared it his own anyway. I was worried what Brendon's response was going to be. I didn't want him to be upset. I really didn't want him to be upset, but I had this feeling inside of me that he was upset. He already was and it was just a matter of him saying it. That seeing Alex and me snuggled up together upset him and made him jealous.
I got off the bed and paced the room. If I was supposed to trust him, and he was supposed to trust me, then how could he trust me if I lied. I mean, I’ve lied a lot to him, well, just the faking of my emotions and stuff, but that was about it. I sat down at my computer chair as I saw I got an email from Amanda. It was all about Ryan, I’m sure.
“Honestly, yes, I was. And I didn’t mean to be. It kinda helps now you telling me what you told me and the fact that you told me nothing was going to happen, or has happened. So that was a relief. I mean, cause Brian and Mikey never had a relationship or slept with each other, but they were still like that. So yeah, that was a good comparison. And I can understand, but I know for a fact that I was always jealous of their relationship too. I guess I am just an jealous person, plus, I am new to this. I’m sorry I keep using that as an excuse, but it's true. It’s always hard the first time, cause, well, it is hard for me. You think that when you are in a relationship that everything will be perfect, and I've accepted that it won't be, and I've come to terms with that. But bottom line, I want us to be able to trust each other. So, I trust you. Plus... you can’t tell me you weren’t jealous of those fans screaming for me...” I joked. Ok, that wasn’t even a comparison, but I loved his laugh, and I hope this would provoke it.
I laughed softly and shook my head. Alex came out of the bathroom and down to the door, looking down at me as I laid on the floor. Grinning he plopped himself on my stomach and I groaned.
"Alex, get off! My stomach isn't built to support your weight! Look at you, you're so huge! Get off me!"
He laughed and leaned up to my face. "Hey Brendon, your boyfriend is pretty fucking amazing, isn't he? Have his fingers gotten you to moan yet? Cuz if not, you should definitely ask him to soon!"
I pushed Alex and glared at him. "What the hell has gotten into you Alex?! You met him today and you're being an ass. Would you at least wait until you know him better before you start making my life a living hell with your asinine comments? You've been back all of one day, would you cut the kid some slack? Not to mention the fact that you're gonna fuck up our relationship if you keep making comments like that, okay? So... go watch the movie and fall asleep or something."
I pushed him off of me and reached up as I sat up, slamming the door once he was in the bedroom and I was back out in the hall.
"I'm really sorry about that Bren. Please, do not listen to what he says."
I raised a brow, then laughed, shaking my head, “It’s ok, Ryan, I actually think we might have more in common then I thought. He has a big mouth, just like me...”
I continued to laugh, because really, it was funny, and Alex sitting on Ryan. It’s a riot. So at least they were cuddling the whole time they were alone together, and I like that Ryan stood up for me... of course. “Thanks Ry, you know, for sticking up for me, not just now, but, like, every time you have so far. I appreciate it. But, the calling me a ‘kid’ thing, I could do without, I am what less than a year younger than you? I mean, really...”
Giggling, “So, how’s the stomach?”
"Sorry Bren, I just... I dunno, I don't mean that calling you 'kid' is a bad thing... more... affectionate?"
I shrugged to myself and rested my head on the wall. "He does have a big mouth, a very, very big mouth. It gets in the way too much and causes problems and screws up moments and whatnot. But really, Alex is a good guy. I don't expect you to love him like I do, but I hope you can at least like him eventually."
Just then Alex yelled from behind the door. "Love you too Ry!"
I laughed and shook my head. "And now he's eavesdropping on my side of the conversation." I sighed softly. "And my stomach is fine, but it isn't made to hold that lug's weight. But anyway, I should let you get back to your art stuff. I don't want you to have problems with it tomorrow because of me. And... I dunno, tomorrow or sometime this week maybe... we should talk about me and Alex?"
I bit my lip. He'd already talked about my relationship with Alex, assuming things about my relationship with him and I didn't tell him what it really was. It wasn't a conversation for over the phone. We had a history, that was a face to face conversation. And it was better that he heard that while I was in front of him and could talk through it and not just thrown in randomly. I didn't want him to hate me because if it and hearing it on the phone.
“Affectionate?” I huffed, “You know Ryan, if you weren’t so damn hot...”
I laughed, "Yeah, I should get back to it, considering I have like a five minute speech prepared, and it needs to be fifteen. Oh, for the love of bullshit, at least I have that going for me. Plus, my teacher loves me and Amanda, practically BEGGED us to be in her class, so, I’m all good."
I searched google for Picasso and Guernica while I turned on iTunes, “And yeah, this weekend is good, remember Saturday night? You are coming over for dinner and the pool will be open, and I’m having some people over...You can invite Alex too, hell, the guys in the band are dying to meet him so they can keep him occupied drooling over him while we talk or are alone or something...”
Sighing, “But I have to work till close tomorrow night, I'll be done at 9:30ish if you wanna meet at the mall and grab something to eat or something, cause it’s payday and all.”
I smiled and grinned to myself. "If I wasn't so damn hot what Bren? I want you to finish that train of thought."
I closed my eyes, just listening to him while I thought about if I should ask Alex to go to Brendon's or not. I mean, yeah, the band needed to meet Alex 'cause Alex knew what he was doing and was going to help them but it'd also keep him occupied while I got to spend time with Brendon. At least I knew that if I wanted to have time alone with Brendon all I'd need to do was arrange for Alex to be off with Spence and the band. But still, did I want him to be at the party? Alex could get me in a lot of trouble if I didn't talk to Brendon about he and I first.
"Okay, right, Saturday. I dunno, I'll talk to Alex about it later and all. But... before he hangs out with you and me again I want us to be able to talk Bren. I don't want something he does or says to... I dunno, be misinterpreted? So... can we be sure we talk before that?"
I smiled, my little over-protector.... Ok, so I don't blame him, cause I’m a crybaby, but still.
“Ok, well, if you aren’t doing anything tomorrow night Mr. Ryan Ross, I would like to take you out to dinner, oh! Oh!” I was scanning the news on MSN, “BETTER YET!”
My mom knocked on my door, “You ok in there Brendon?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, talking to Ryan. I’ll keep it down!” I shouted, not being able to hold in the excitement.
I talked back into the phone, “Oh, yeah, there is a meteor shower tomorrow and I know this place in Mojave that is perfect you can barely see the glow of the city lights... you wanna go there? I can have my mom pack us something picnic like, and we can head out there once I get off work, so it is dark and stuff,” i clapped my hands, i was excited. Hell, if he didn't want to go, I’d go by myself...
I smiled at how excited he was and I chuckled quietly. He was damn adorable. I knew there was a reason I was dating him afterall. But then I frowned a little.
"Um, Bren, what time do you get out of work? I thought you said you were working till like 9:30, wouldn't that mean you wouldn't make it home for your 10pm curfew? Or have your parents decided to lift that? I mean, I'd love to go. Absolutely love to go, but I don't want to get you in trouble with your parents. So, if it'll be okay with your parents that you'll be home after ten, then sure, I'd love to go."
I sighed quietly, I didn't want to hang up with him, I was procrastinating and I was sure he was too, but I knew we needed to wrap it up so that he could get back to his school work. And that would mean I could get back to the movie and Alex, who was either being really really good in my bedroom alone, he was asleep, or he was doing things I didn't even want to think about.
“You know,” I fake sighed, “You think too much!”
Really, he did, I’m not kidding!
“Ryan, it’s Thursday, which makes tomorrow Friday, which means if I ask my parents as soon as I get off the phone then they will be cool with it. As long as you want to go, unless you are like ‘starred’ out or something from astronomy class or something. We can bring a blanket, or better yet, we can borrow my dad’s pickup so that we won't be on the ground for snakes and such, and we can chilling the back and watch the stars. Oh! And sleeping bags! Not that we will spend the night out there, but it will be more comfortable in the back of the truck and you can almost see the Milky Way out there and all the stars and constellations... okay, I’ll be quiet now... but if my parents are cool with it, you wanna come? Cause I am going with or without you, I got myself too excited about this!”
I laughed softly and shook my head, grinning. "Okay, okay. Yeah, Bren. If your parents are okay with it then yeah, I'll go. Where else would I be anyway? Here watching movies?"
I chuckled to myself and pushed up off the floor. I went into one of the guest rooms to pull out one of those air mattresses that filled itself. "I've actually got a small air-mattress that we can bring with us. It'll be even more comfortable than just using sleeping bags."
I put the mattress to the side. "So, why don't you call me when you get off of work tomorrow so I'm ready when you are. And if you're driving, why don't you come pick me up here? Does that sound like a plan to you?"
OH! An air mattress, even better yet!
“You are a genius! I never thought of that. Oh! Ryan, I’m so excited! I love this kind of stuff!” I squealed. Yep, that’s me, I squeal!
“And yeah, I’ll call you on my way home from work, get the truck, and the food. Then pick you up and we can be out there by at least 10:30 and have like an hour and a half or something, I dunno, we’ll see how it pans out, but that’s perfect! Ah, Ryan, I can’t wait to hang out with you, alone in the desert, under the stars... oh, how romantic,” I laughed, “I’ll ask my parents and text you if they say yes or no. Then, I’ll see you tomorrow Boyfriend!”
He was so adorable, I mean seriously, I think he'd taken a cue from that chick on that TV show, One Tree Hill, who called her boyfriend 'Boyfriend' all the time, as if it was his name. I was going to have to ask him about that one tomorrow night.
"Okay Bren. You do that. And get your work done, okay? I don't want your parents being pissed at me and punish you even more. It'd be really sad if you got even more punished right before I took off to LA." I yawned a little and murmured. "Damn, I'm not supposed to be getting tired this early. I should go watch horror movies with Alex, those'll wake me up." I laughed quietly.
"Okay Bren, I'm gonna head back into my room. You go back to work and let me know what your parents say. And then I'll see you tomorrow. Night Bren."
“Oh, I’ll let you know ASAP. Don’t you worry you’re cute little head off. Whoa... what am I an eighty year old relative? Sorry, that was random, anyway... I know you told me not to, but I just want to say thanks, for being understanding and patient with me. You are the best first boyfriend any gay man could ask for, “ I laughed, “But really, your patience is amazing. With me and everything else I’ve seen and heard you deal with, and I admire that,” I smiled into the phone, “I just hope one day I grow up to be like you,” I giggled.
“and I’ll see you tomorrow Ryan. Have a good night, and tell Alex I said the same!”
I laughed, he had that ability to make me laugh all the time. "You're adorable Bren. And you're welcome. Really. And I'll tell Alex you said goodnight. Sleep well and... don't slack off too much in class tomorrow."
I grinned to myself and headed back to my door. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Night."
I hung up the phone and walked into my bedroom, smiling at Alex spread out on my bed. I shook my head and crawled over him, the movie was still running, and I settled in against the pillows. "Brendon said to have a good night."
Alex looked up and pouted at me. "Do you hate me for being me and acting like I always do and fucking up your conversation with your boyfriend?"
I shook my head and moved in to hug him. "Of course I don't Alex. Just... he doesn't know how we are together, he hasn't experienced the force that is Rylex... you can't just throw it at him and expect him to be okay with it since he's my boyfriend and... well... you act like you are half the time."
I shrugged a little and he sighed, nodding. "I know... I'm sorry Ry-ry, will you forgive me?"
I smiled and nodded and he pulled me against him. "Good, cuz the best part of the movie is about to come on!"
I shook my head and rested against him, focusing back on the TV.
Just for reference, we figure Alex looks something like THIS. It is an image found through an image search, if you know who this guy is or this is you, well, we're using him to give an idea of Alex, hope you don't mind.
Title: This is bullshit (14/?)
Authors:
howido_fics & youbratPairing: Brendon/Ryan
Rating: R
Summary: Brendon calls Ryan
Disclaimer: *sigh*
Author’s Note: This is a co-write.
howido_fics is Brendon, youbrat is Ryan. Ryan's pov is in blue and Bren's is normal black. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13
As soon as I got home, I went straight to the bathroom to relieve myself. I know, I should have just jerked off there, but that's just rude. I ran through my bedroom to the bathroom, pants around my ankles as I wobbled to get the lube that i hide from my ‘snooping’ parents.
In the bathroom, I managed to kick off my jeans and boxers, then leaping over to my bed. I popped open the cap and squirted some in my palm as I rest a pillow on the headboard. Leaning back, I gripped my cock, smoothing the lube... that's heat activated! *bonus*...with a few strokes.
I slid my hand up to meet my nipple as I whimpered Ryan’s name. But why did Alex flash through my mind? That dark sweeping hair, the gages, this thin but strong frame, the bands on his wrist... and those damn lips.
Shit Brendon! What about Ryan!?
Alex and I just laid on my bed, me pressed against him in his arms, as we talked and caught up on all the time we hadn't been apart. He'd changed a little, but not enough that it wasn't still us. We were still the same together, we still just... fit. He had always been able to understand me in ways that no one else had been able to, and he still had that knack.
I heard mom come home and call up, letting us know that she was starting dinner and calling out a hello to Alex. Apparently his car was in the driveway, and I'd been so caught up with Brendon that I didn't even hear him drive up. He smiled down at me as he played with my hair, it was something that he always did when we talked and curled up like we were, and it always relaxed me. While he played with my hair I played with the edge of his shirt. He'd toned up a bit from the last time we'd seen each other, and he looked good, as good, and better, than I remembered.
He asked me about Brendon, how we met, how long we'd been together, all the typical questions you ask a friend about their new relationship. It felt good to talk to him about it. I nestled against his neck and told how much I had missed him, near squeezing him so that he couldn't breathe because a part of me just couldn't believe he was actually there.
Shit. I didn’t, no. I jumped off the bed as soon as Alex went through my head. What the fuck? I come out like four days ago, and now I am thinking of every man I see? I mean, Alex... Ryan’s best friend... who I saw Ryan cuddling with on the bed. Ryan, my boyfriend, the guy seconds before that other guy interrupted us, had his hands running up my sides and was moaning in my ear.
Ryan, the guy who was grinding against me. Ryan, my boy who introduced me to Sam. The first guy I kissed, slept in the same bed with, touched his cock, let touch my cock... wait, he didn’t touch my cock, but he defintely laid on top of me as we both got off.
I was stroking faster as I thought about Sam between us. And him breathing in my ear. Sitting back on the bed, I lay across it, imagining his lips on my neck, hands running down my sides and body moving against me. I let out his name as I moved faster, squeezing the tip every few strokes before coming.
Alex laughed and complained that I was squeezing him to death until I released my hold on him. He smiled down at me and leaned down, kissing the tip if my nose and promised me that he was really there and that I was stuck with him for three months. I grinned, nodding enthusiastically and laughing. We started play wrestling with each other, laughing the whole time as we did before he pinned me against the bed, looking down at me and grinning triumphantly.
We lay like that and continued talking until mom called us down for dinner. He winked at me and pulled back, offering me his hand and helping me up. Laughing the two of us made our way down the stairs and into the kitchen for dinner. Dad had come home, they were waiting patiently at the table, and both gave us big smiles as we walked in and plopped down at the table.
I cleaned up just in time for my mom to tell me dinner was ready. I matted my hair down, changed into my pajamas and eat dinner. It was a typical dinner, with typical questions... ‘How was school?’ ‘Do you have much homework?’ Where is so and so going to college?’ ‘What are your plans for the weekend?’ ‘Did you talk to Ryan?’
Once they started talking about bills, I excused myself, of course AFTER clearing the table and placing the dishes in the dishwasher as they had their coffee. Finishing up with the leftovers in the fridge I told them I was retreating to my room for homework.
I spent about two hours on a mixture of Spanish-IV, my journal for AP English, and I was researching my speech for art when I looked at the clock. It was almost 9, and I promised to call Ryan...
Knowing I needed a break, I moved from my computer chair to the bed, sitting cross-legged, I dialed his number, hoping he wasn’t busy.
We had a great dinner filled with Italian favorites, okay, so it was one Italian favorite, lasagna, but still, it was a favorite. Mom had even made brownies for dessert. She was definitely trying to make my favorites before I left because she even brought out ice cream for us to have on top of the still warm brownies. I was in heaven, and Alex was grinning like a fool.
We finished dinner, and mom shooed us off while she cleaned up. Alex grabbed his bag from the floor near the couch as we passed, and we headed back up to my room. He pulled out a bunch of movies he'd brought with him and a case of Red Bull. He flipped through the movies he'd brought until he chose one and shoved it into the DVD player. He grinned at me as he crawled up onto the bed next to me, and we got ourselves comfortable while the movie started. Alex reached over and turned off the light, plunging us into darkness. I rested my head on his shoulder as the credits started, and he put his arm around me so that he could play with my hair while the movie was on. I smiled to myself and poked him playfully before we settled down to watch.
We were about halfway into the movie when my phone went off. Alex grabbed it off of the night stand and opened it before I could stop him, answering it.
"This is Ryan's phone, and you're interrupting our night alone together so this better be good."
I rolled my eyes.
"Alex...stop it and give me my phone!"
He shook his head and grinned, pinning me back against the bed while he kept the phone to his ear.
My heart hurt. That feeling when I can feel it sink. I know I sucked in a huge breath as my chest tightened. Please say it was a joke. Please make it a joke. How could he? I’m not even his boyfriend a week. I know they're best friends, but my best friend would never answer the phone like that, let alone snuggle in the bed with me while my boyfriend is using the bathroom. And I'm not blaming it on either of them, cause it takes two to tango...
I didn’t know what to say, so I stumbled over my words. I sank back into my bed, as a tear fell down my cheek, dripping into my ear I held the phone to.
“I, uh, s...sorry, to, um, inter...interrupt, is, um, Ryan there? Or something?” Yeah, that’s it, make a good impression on the guy with stuttering like Mikey Way... I bit my lip, hoping and praying that he wouldn’t laugh at me. Cause, if he did, it was going to be a long two and a half weeks......and even a longer three months knowing he thinks I'm a complete douche bag.
I looked up at Alex and glared at him.
"Give me my damn phone Alex! Who is it?"
He laughed at me and shook his head.
"Is this Brendon? Everything okay? You sound like somethings wrong."
I pushed at Alex until I could finally get up and yanked my phone from his hand.
"Asshole!" I put the phone up to my ear. "Bren? Bren what's wrong?"
I bit my lip as I shot a look at Alex and walked out into the hall, leaving him to watch the movie while I talked to my boyfriend.
Fuck. He knows. He knows I’m a damn baby. And now he is gonna talk Ryan out of being with me, and he is gonna steal him away from me cause he is smarter and cooler and hotter and funnier and taller and well, Ryan knew him....
I gulped as I heard muffled talking on the other line and let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding when I heard Ryan’s voice. Wiping my tears, my lips trembled. I wanted to kiss him through the phone. What the fuck? Was it my time of the month or something?
“Ryan? Is it you?” I tried to sound like I hadn’t been crying or out of breath, “No..nothing is wrong,” Ok, so I failed on that one, “I was, just, running, um, up the stairs and out of breath and stuff...” Sure, yeah, I’m convinced...that’s it.
I frowned and shook my head, closing the door to my bedroom and sliding down to the floor of the hall outside my door. I leaned back against the door and growled inside at Alex.
"I'm sorry for Alex. He can be an asshole sometimes. But he's my best friend, he just sometimes doesn't know when to stop. You're sure everything's okay Bren? You don't sound like you were running. You sound like you're upset."
I furrowed my eyebrows, and I swore if Alex just hurt and upset Brendon and fucked things up I was going to go back into that room and kill him. Yeah, I knew I'd have to talk to Brendon about me and Alex eventually, but I didn't want to do it over the phone or right then. And I knew that Alex wasn't going to change who he was or what he was like with me, but he needed to give me the chance to actually talk to Brendon about it before he smothered the poor kid with it.
I knew he would see right through it, but I get an A for effort. Oh, and just for the record, I dislike Alex. Ok, maybe that was ‘for the moment’ not ‘for the record’ cause I know if Ryan likes him, he can’t be that bad. Plus, he’s prolly like Ryan’s only true friend, so I can try to like him, but that was just fucking rude and wrong.
I sighed into the phone, “No, running. And yeah, Alex can be an asshole, we all have friends who can be assholes, it’s cool. But,” I swallowed, “Am I interrupting things, or something, cause I do need to finish my art, and I called, cause I um, promised,” I rolled over, picking at something stuck to my comforter.
"No, Bren, you aren't interrupting anything. We were just watching a movie, that's all. You know you're never interrupting me Bren. You're sure you're okay?"
I was still frowning. I didn't like the idea that he didn't like Alex, although at the same time I understood why after what Alex had just pulled. I should have known that he and Alex were going to have problems. I should have talked to him about it before Alex showed up. I closed my eyes and rested my head back against the door. I was worried about how things were going to go now that I had my best friend home with me.
"Bren? You're sure you're okay?"
“Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just gonna,” i held the bridge of my nose, “I’m glad I didn’t interrupt anything, I was just checking, you know cause Alex said...”
I coughed picking at the bedding again, “I just needed a break from homework and needed to hear your voice. Your voice always calms me. And I needed that right now.”
...Especially after the stunt your best friend pulled. My breathing was finally back to normal as my legs dangled off the bed. It was true, his voice really did calm me.
I sighed. This was going to be an issue. No, Alex was going to be an issue. I wasn't looking forward to the conversation Brendon and I were going to have to have regarding Alex. It wasn't going to be fun, that much I knew. I just hope it didn't turn into him being mad at me because of it, or hating me because of it either.
"I'm sorry for what Alex said Bren. I really am. But you didn't interrupt, there really isn't anything to interrupt, we were watching movies, that's all. I'm sorry he upset you. I...I know..." I squeezed my eyes closed and whispered. "Shit."
"Bren, whatever you thought was going on it wasn't."
I felt another tear. Great, not again. I didn’t want to do this right here, or right now.. .either way, I couldn’t handle it. I have to fix the NOW.
“Ryan, he didn’t, I mean, he doesn’t,” yeah Bren...that’s it, “He didn’t, OK, so he did upset me, but I was more upset of the fact that I wish it were me there with you. It has nothing to do with him. I mean, hell, he's your best friend and I'm not going to freak out every time you hang out with your friends. I’m just not used to someone being so forward and obnoxious, ok, maybe obnoxious isn’t the word, but,” I shook my head, “I dunno, I mean, I trust you, I know you won’t do anything, and that you guys are just doing friend things. I mean, it’s not like you guys are in each other’s arms or something...”
I closed my eyes and sighed. Yep, I didn't want to have this conversation with him over the phone. And I didn't want to have this conversation with him tonight. But at the same time, I couldn't lie to him. If I lied to him it would just cause more problems. I reached up with my free hand and ran it over my eyes.
"Alex is very forward Bren. He always has been, he always will be. Um...if you ever watched Queer as Folk, he's very much a Brian. That's pretty much who he is. If I didn't know better I'd think that he decided to be like that after the show came out, but he was like that before. He's very forward and he's very self confident and he's rather cocky. He's going to treat me differently than everyone else because we're best friends, and he's also, to some point, possessive. I guess you could say we are Mikey and Brian from Queer as Folk in so many ways. He's probably going to give you a hard time because you're dating me, but that doesn't mean he's going to try and break us up or get in the way or anything. I want him to like you and I want you to like him, but... that's just how he is. Its...its how we are Bren. He's been there for me through every relationship I've been in and every person I've liked. He's been the constant in my life, and I don't mean that to intimidate you or anything, its just who he is so we're... we're close, and different from most friends... Shit, I didn't want to have to have this conversation with you over the phone Bren."
I’m glad we were having this conversation over the fucking phone, so he couldn’t see me bawling my eyes out. So if this is like the Mikey/Brian relationship...then why can’t I be like Justin and accept it? Oh, yeah, I am like most of the guys that Mikey dated. Fuck, I’m intimidated the fuck by Alex. He has so much on me. So much that I can’t even begin to name everything.
“I don’t. I don’t want this conversation either, I can’t. Not right now. Ry, I understand the whole Queer as thing... but, it’s not something that I can just accept over the phone. I mean, here, it’s hard. I want to accept it, but I can’t. I don’t know... I don’t know what I am saying. But I will try my absolute best. I am not upset with him, I just need to be around him more. I mean, that was a lot today. His comments when I was in the room, and him holding you when I was in the hall. I can get used to it. I can trust you. I mean, I want to trust you. Fuck Ryan, I don’t even know what I am saying. I’m so confused. I don’t even know if I am confused,” I held my head, I knew I was overreacting, but this is all new to me, and I honestly didn’t have the slightest clue...
I closed my eyes again, I could hear it in his voice. I had upset him so much and I didn't want to. I squeezed my eyes closed and took a few breaths, trying to figure out what it was I should say.
"Bren..." I sighed softly. I had no clue what to say. I had absolutely no clue what to say to him and I hated that. I wanted to get in my car and go over there but I didn't want to get him into trouble with his parents.
"Bren, please don't be upset. Please. You can trust me. I'm not... I'm not going to jump into bed with Alex. I'm not going to have sex with Alex. He's my best friend, he's not my boyfriend. That's you. Please Bren, please trust me because there honestly is no reason for you not to. There isn't anything going on with us besides best friends. I promise you that. Okay?"
I nodded, more to myself than me, “Ok, Ryan, ok. I know and ok. I’m sorry for making a deal out of this and making you, I dunno, have to explain your friendship. I just. I trust you. And I'm just, I know I'm your boyfriend, and I know the difference between a boyfriend and a best friend... I’m going to trust you. I am.”
I wanted to tell him that I didn’t want Alex sleeping in the same room as him. Not that I didn’t trust Ryan, but I sure as hell don’t trust Alex. One has to earn my trust... not just get it and see how the ball rolls. I knew that would be out of the line, but I also saw his room, and there was no room in there but the bed because of all the boxes. I knew if Ryan told me that they were sleeping in the same room that it would be on the same bed. And I don’t know, best friend or not, I really didn't want other man holding my boyfriend while he slept. I didn’t want someone else's arms wrapped around him. I didn’t want his legs tangled with anyone but mine. I didn’t want someone else to wake up in his arms and watch him sleep as the sunlight took over. That was my job. That was all for me.
I sighed softly. He was such a sweetheart, but I knew he had to be being torn up inside. I could just hear it and sense it.
"No, Bren, its okay. We should probably have a talk about me and Alex eventually anyway. I mean, yeah, you knew that he was my best friend, but we never really talked about him or me and him or anything. So... maybe next time we are alone together we can actually talk about it face to face. I just want to be sure you know my relationship with him and are okay with it. But we can talk about that next time we're together, okay?"
I frowned a little again as the door opened behind me, and I fell into my bedroom. I looked up at Alex and shook my head a little. "Hello Alex... eavesdropping on my conversation are you?"
He laughed and shook his head. "No Ry, I need to take a piss, get out of the way."
I laughed as he stepped over me and I just stayed where I was. "Sorry Bren."
I laughed as I heard the conversation between the other two, “Yeah, that sounds good. I like that idea, next time we are with each other. And, sorry I left in a hurry today, but I really didn’t want get in the way of your reunion or anything. You know I know how much you missed him. I could see it in your eyes when you talked about him, and just that right there is enough for me to try my best to get over his upfront-ness and try and like him. I mean, you were beyond cool with all my friends. Hell, you are like their hero or something, the past week, it hasn’t been ‘Hey Bren, what’s up?’ it’s all ‘How’s Ryan?’” I snorted at that. It was true through, the people who stayed and cleaned up at Spencer’s were all about him. Especially Amanda. But she’s a Fag Hag, so you know.
“But, I need to get back to my speech. And Ryan, I trust you, ok? I do, and I am not upset with you or anything for not pre-warning me about Alex. I was just, shocked I guess.”
"Are you upset that he and I were... how did you put it... him holding me? Did...did that upset you? I mean... I didn't mean for... for whatever... and I hope it didn't... 'cause... I dunno. Me and Alex are kinda like that. We're affectionate. He'll probably be affectionate with you once you get to know him better too... but... did that upset you? Really? Please tell me the truth."
I watched Alex disappear into the bathroom as I sat up. He knew my house like his own, he pretty much declared it his own anyway. I was worried what Brendon's response was going to be. I didn't want him to be upset. I really didn't want him to be upset, but I had this feeling inside of me that he was upset. He already was and it was just a matter of him saying it. That seeing Alex and me snuggled up together upset him and made him jealous.
I got off the bed and paced the room. If I was supposed to trust him, and he was supposed to trust me, then how could he trust me if I lied. I mean, I’ve lied a lot to him, well, just the faking of my emotions and stuff, but that was about it. I sat down at my computer chair as I saw I got an email from Amanda. It was all about Ryan, I’m sure.
“Honestly, yes, I was. And I didn’t mean to be. It kinda helps now you telling me what you told me and the fact that you told me nothing was going to happen, or has happened. So that was a relief. I mean, cause Brian and Mikey never had a relationship or slept with each other, but they were still like that. So yeah, that was a good comparison. And I can understand, but I know for a fact that I was always jealous of their relationship too. I guess I am just an jealous person, plus, I am new to this. I’m sorry I keep using that as an excuse, but it's true. It’s always hard the first time, cause, well, it is hard for me. You think that when you are in a relationship that everything will be perfect, and I've accepted that it won't be, and I've come to terms with that. But bottom line, I want us to be able to trust each other. So, I trust you. Plus... you can’t tell me you weren’t jealous of those fans screaming for me...” I joked. Ok, that wasn’t even a comparison, but I loved his laugh, and I hope this would provoke it.
I laughed softly and shook my head. Alex came out of the bathroom and down to the door, looking down at me as I laid on the floor. Grinning he plopped himself on my stomach and I groaned.
"Alex, get off! My stomach isn't built to support your weight! Look at you, you're so huge! Get off me!"
He laughed and leaned up to my face. "Hey Brendon, your boyfriend is pretty fucking amazing, isn't he? Have his fingers gotten you to moan yet? Cuz if not, you should definitely ask him to soon!"
I pushed Alex and glared at him. "What the hell has gotten into you Alex?! You met him today and you're being an ass. Would you at least wait until you know him better before you start making my life a living hell with your asinine comments? You've been back all of one day, would you cut the kid some slack? Not to mention the fact that you're gonna fuck up our relationship if you keep making comments like that, okay? So... go watch the movie and fall asleep or something."
I pushed him off of me and reached up as I sat up, slamming the door once he was in the bedroom and I was back out in the hall.
"I'm really sorry about that Bren. Please, do not listen to what he says."
I raised a brow, then laughed, shaking my head, “It’s ok, Ryan, I actually think we might have more in common then I thought. He has a big mouth, just like me...”
I continued to laugh, because really, it was funny, and Alex sitting on Ryan. It’s a riot. So at least they were cuddling the whole time they were alone together, and I like that Ryan stood up for me... of course. “Thanks Ry, you know, for sticking up for me, not just now, but, like, every time you have so far. I appreciate it. But, the calling me a ‘kid’ thing, I could do without, I am what less than a year younger than you? I mean, really...”
Giggling, “So, how’s the stomach?”
"Sorry Bren, I just... I dunno, I don't mean that calling you 'kid' is a bad thing... more... affectionate?"
I shrugged to myself and rested my head on the wall. "He does have a big mouth, a very, very big mouth. It gets in the way too much and causes problems and screws up moments and whatnot. But really, Alex is a good guy. I don't expect you to love him like I do, but I hope you can at least like him eventually."
Just then Alex yelled from behind the door. "Love you too Ry!"
I laughed and shook my head. "And now he's eavesdropping on my side of the conversation." I sighed softly. "And my stomach is fine, but it isn't made to hold that lug's weight. But anyway, I should let you get back to your art stuff. I don't want you to have problems with it tomorrow because of me. And... I dunno, tomorrow or sometime this week maybe... we should talk about me and Alex?"
I bit my lip. He'd already talked about my relationship with Alex, assuming things about my relationship with him and I didn't tell him what it really was. It wasn't a conversation for over the phone. We had a history, that was a face to face conversation. And it was better that he heard that while I was in front of him and could talk through it and not just thrown in randomly. I didn't want him to hate me because if it and hearing it on the phone.
“Affectionate?” I huffed, “You know Ryan, if you weren’t so damn hot...”
I laughed, "Yeah, I should get back to it, considering I have like a five minute speech prepared, and it needs to be fifteen. Oh, for the love of bullshit, at least I have that going for me. Plus, my teacher loves me and Amanda, practically BEGGED us to be in her class, so, I’m all good."
I searched google for Picasso and Guernica while I turned on iTunes, “And yeah, this weekend is good, remember Saturday night? You are coming over for dinner and the pool will be open, and I’m having some people over...You can invite Alex too, hell, the guys in the band are dying to meet him so they can keep him occupied drooling over him while we talk or are alone or something...”
Sighing, “But I have to work till close tomorrow night, I'll be done at 9:30ish if you wanna meet at the mall and grab something to eat or something, cause it’s payday and all.”
I smiled and grinned to myself. "If I wasn't so damn hot what Bren? I want you to finish that train of thought."
I closed my eyes, just listening to him while I thought about if I should ask Alex to go to Brendon's or not. I mean, yeah, the band needed to meet Alex 'cause Alex knew what he was doing and was going to help them but it'd also keep him occupied while I got to spend time with Brendon. At least I knew that if I wanted to have time alone with Brendon all I'd need to do was arrange for Alex to be off with Spence and the band. But still, did I want him to be at the party? Alex could get me in a lot of trouble if I didn't talk to Brendon about he and I first.
"Okay, right, Saturday. I dunno, I'll talk to Alex about it later and all. But... before he hangs out with you and me again I want us to be able to talk Bren. I don't want something he does or says to... I dunno, be misinterpreted? So... can we be sure we talk before that?"
I smiled, my little over-protector.... Ok, so I don't blame him, cause I’m a crybaby, but still.
“Ok, well, if you aren’t doing anything tomorrow night Mr. Ryan Ross, I would like to take you out to dinner, oh! Oh!” I was scanning the news on MSN, “BETTER YET!”
My mom knocked on my door, “You ok in there Brendon?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, talking to Ryan. I’ll keep it down!” I shouted, not being able to hold in the excitement.
I talked back into the phone, “Oh, yeah, there is a meteor shower tomorrow and I know this place in Mojave that is perfect you can barely see the glow of the city lights... you wanna go there? I can have my mom pack us something picnic like, and we can head out there once I get off work, so it is dark and stuff,” i clapped my hands, i was excited. Hell, if he didn't want to go, I’d go by myself...
I smiled at how excited he was and I chuckled quietly. He was damn adorable. I knew there was a reason I was dating him afterall. But then I frowned a little.
"Um, Bren, what time do you get out of work? I thought you said you were working till like 9:30, wouldn't that mean you wouldn't make it home for your 10pm curfew? Or have your parents decided to lift that? I mean, I'd love to go. Absolutely love to go, but I don't want to get you in trouble with your parents. So, if it'll be okay with your parents that you'll be home after ten, then sure, I'd love to go."
I sighed quietly, I didn't want to hang up with him, I was procrastinating and I was sure he was too, but I knew we needed to wrap it up so that he could get back to his school work. And that would mean I could get back to the movie and Alex, who was either being really really good in my bedroom alone, he was asleep, or he was doing things I didn't even want to think about.
“You know,” I fake sighed, “You think too much!”
Really, he did, I’m not kidding!
“Ryan, it’s Thursday, which makes tomorrow Friday, which means if I ask my parents as soon as I get off the phone then they will be cool with it. As long as you want to go, unless you are like ‘starred’ out or something from astronomy class or something. We can bring a blanket, or better yet, we can borrow my dad’s pickup so that we won't be on the ground for snakes and such, and we can chilling the back and watch the stars. Oh! And sleeping bags! Not that we will spend the night out there, but it will be more comfortable in the back of the truck and you can almost see the Milky Way out there and all the stars and constellations... okay, I’ll be quiet now... but if my parents are cool with it, you wanna come? Cause I am going with or without you, I got myself too excited about this!”
I laughed softly and shook my head, grinning. "Okay, okay. Yeah, Bren. If your parents are okay with it then yeah, I'll go. Where else would I be anyway? Here watching movies?"
I chuckled to myself and pushed up off the floor. I went into one of the guest rooms to pull out one of those air mattresses that filled itself. "I've actually got a small air-mattress that we can bring with us. It'll be even more comfortable than just using sleeping bags."
I put the mattress to the side. "So, why don't you call me when you get off of work tomorrow so I'm ready when you are. And if you're driving, why don't you come pick me up here? Does that sound like a plan to you?"
OH! An air mattress, even better yet!
“You are a genius! I never thought of that. Oh! Ryan, I’m so excited! I love this kind of stuff!” I squealed. Yep, that’s me, I squeal!
“And yeah, I’ll call you on my way home from work, get the truck, and the food. Then pick you up and we can be out there by at least 10:30 and have like an hour and a half or something, I dunno, we’ll see how it pans out, but that’s perfect! Ah, Ryan, I can’t wait to hang out with you, alone in the desert, under the stars... oh, how romantic,” I laughed, “I’ll ask my parents and text you if they say yes or no. Then, I’ll see you tomorrow Boyfriend!”
He was so adorable, I mean seriously, I think he'd taken a cue from that chick on that TV show, One Tree Hill, who called her boyfriend 'Boyfriend' all the time, as if it was his name. I was going to have to ask him about that one tomorrow night.
"Okay Bren. You do that. And get your work done, okay? I don't want your parents being pissed at me and punish you even more. It'd be really sad if you got even more punished right before I took off to LA." I yawned a little and murmured. "Damn, I'm not supposed to be getting tired this early. I should go watch horror movies with Alex, those'll wake me up." I laughed quietly.
"Okay Bren, I'm gonna head back into my room. You go back to work and let me know what your parents say. And then I'll see you tomorrow. Night Bren."
“Oh, I’ll let you know ASAP. Don’t you worry you’re cute little head off. Whoa... what am I an eighty year old relative? Sorry, that was random, anyway... I know you told me not to, but I just want to say thanks, for being understanding and patient with me. You are the best first boyfriend any gay man could ask for, “ I laughed, “But really, your patience is amazing. With me and everything else I’ve seen and heard you deal with, and I admire that,” I smiled into the phone, “I just hope one day I grow up to be like you,” I giggled.
“and I’ll see you tomorrow Ryan. Have a good night, and tell Alex I said the same!”
I laughed, he had that ability to make me laugh all the time. "You're adorable Bren. And you're welcome. Really. And I'll tell Alex you said goodnight. Sleep well and... don't slack off too much in class tomorrow."
I grinned to myself and headed back to my door. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Night."
I hung up the phone and walked into my bedroom, smiling at Alex spread out on my bed. I shook my head and crawled over him, the movie was still running, and I settled in against the pillows. "Brendon said to have a good night."
Alex looked up and pouted at me. "Do you hate me for being me and acting like I always do and fucking up your conversation with your boyfriend?"
I shook my head and moved in to hug him. "Of course I don't Alex. Just... he doesn't know how we are together, he hasn't experienced the force that is Rylex... you can't just throw it at him and expect him to be okay with it since he's my boyfriend and... well... you act like you are half the time."
I shrugged a little and he sighed, nodding. "I know... I'm sorry Ry-ry, will you forgive me?"
I smiled and nodded and he pulled me against him. "Good, cuz the best part of the movie is about to come on!"
I shook my head and rested against him, focusing back on the TV.
Just for reference, we figure Alex looks something like THIS. It is an image found through an image search, if you know who this guy is or this is you, well, we're using him to give an idea of Alex, hope you don't mind.
