𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐎 ||| 𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐧

Kill Me You Coward, Throw Me Off The Leaning Tower Of Pisa

(y'all y'all hear me out what if I use sunshine as one of dallons nicknames for ryan cuz that shits adorable)

"Dallon, I said no"

"Pretty pretty please?"

Ryan sighed, taking Dallon's phone from his hand. He scrolled through it for a second, rolling his eyes.

"You're lucky you're my boyfriend"

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"This is ableist!"

"Oh shut up, I'm fucked in the head too"

"Then this is a hate crime!"

Ryan wiped the flour from his eyes, shaking his head in attempt to get the rest out of his hair. He was covered in flour, along with Dallon.

Dallon want snickering, less annoyed that he was drenched in flour.

"Y'know, I think you'd look better with something else all over you"

Ryan laughed a little before properly processing what Dallon had said. When he did he froze in his place, going red from his shoulders up. He knew Dallon had quite the dirty mind, and said some jokes here and there but this one, oh was it bold.

Dallon stood there with a proud smirk, complet unaware of the effect the joke left on a now flustered Ryan.

"W-whatever. What's the next ingredient?"

"Menyou"

Ryan stood confused. "What?" He questioned, not sure if he heard that correctly. Dallon strutted over to him, holding his head to face him. "I said,"

"Me"

Dallon pointed at himself.

"And you"

He pointed at Ryan.

Ryan could have punched him. Who does Dallon think he is just hitting him with all those punchlines, making him feel all weird in his stomach.

"You little...ooh you stress me out!"

Ryan stomped over to Dallon's phone, reading the next step.

"We need salt"

"You have plenty of that babe"

"DALLON JAMES!"

Ryan spun around to face his boyfriend once again, scoffing at how calm he was. "You little sinner"

Dallon crossed his arms, leaning back against the counter. "Jesus forgives all of our sins, sunshine"

"Ju-just help me finish the cake damnit!"

"Or we could finish something else.."

"I'm on the verge of murdering you"

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"Are you sure you're my boyfriend? Are you not just Gordon Ramsay in disguise?"

Dallon pulled at Ryan's cheek as if it would reveal someone else. Maybe also just because he liked pinching his cheeks.

"It's not that good"

Ryan sat between Dallon's legs, picking at his cake. Dallon seemed more offended than he should have.

"Yes it is! And you're even better"

Ryan rubbed his socked feet together in embarrassment. Dallon had hit him with at least 20 more pick-up lines, practically killing him.

"Stop flirting with me you imbecile"

"Darn, I really was gonna ask to kiss you too"

Dallon played dumb, continuing to eat his cake. He knew Ryan didn't have the confidence to speak up and say that's not what he really wanted, and for some reason that made Dallon feel a certain way.

In all honesty, Ryan had always made Dallon feel a certain way. A good certain way.

Oh boy was Dallon in love.

Word count-501
Me: imma try updating every day

Me the next day: sorry y'all I couldn't update-