Danger days: An AJR killjoys AU

The only hope for me is you.

Party poison: Nova

Ryan: Vannah

Tw for slight sexual talk

Ryan was looking at the blurry ceiling, he was trying to sleep but thanks to insomnia, he couldn't. After awhile he could feel his eyes start to close, until he heard a whimper. He raised an eyebrow as he sat up and grabbed his glasses and put them on. He heard another whimper again, he got up and tried to find who the source was. He went a couple beds over and found that Party was struggling and whimpering in his sleep, a nightmare. He swore softly under his breath and made his way over. He put gentle hands on Partys shoulders, "Party, Party, hey wake up!" His voice was raised a little but not enough to wake anyone else up.

"get.. off.. get off.." party struggled, before his eyes flew open, "get off!!" he screamed, throwing a punch and just barely missing ryan. his eyes were wide, tears slipping down his cheeks. oh shit.. it took him a moment to realize he was in the safety of the diner, staring up at ryan, eyes wide. "r.. ry..?" he asked softly, reaching out and touching his cheek gently.

Ryans eyes were wide as he was almost punched, he quickly shook it off. He put a hand over Partys hand that was on his cheek, "Hey, I'm here..it's okay." His voice was gentle.

"..i.. i'm sorry... I didn't mean to swing at you.." party breathed softly, eyes darting around at the darkness around them. He reached over and flicked on the tiny nightlight he had, flopping back gently into his bed. "..did i wake you...?"

"It's okay.." Ryan watched as Party flopped back into the bed. He shook his head, "You didn't wake me, insomnia is in full force tonight." He sat down at the edge of Partys bed, next to his legs.

Party pushed himself up, pulling his hair back and putting it into a ponytail, crossing his legs and looking towards ryan. "Heh.. if you weren't up i probably woulda gone out and made chicken nuggets for myself." He mumbled.

Ryan tilted his head, "So that's why it smells like chicken nuggets when I wake up sometimes." He had a small smile. He was silent for a moment before he remembered, "Oh, I've been meaning to ask. You said you have an art book, would you mind if I saw it?" He asked in a soft voice.

"..art.. book..? When did i.." partys brows furrows before he smacked his forehead. "Ugh. Right. Tipsy me. One sec.." he mumbled, leaning over and sticking his ass in the air while he traced his hands along the floor under his bed, grabbing at the corner of a small book between the boards.

He pulled, setting it down on the bed and flipping up, giving a soft breath. "Fair warning, my drawings aren't.. that great."

Ryan watched as Party leaned over and blushed. He blinked as Party came back up, he grabbed the art book, "I'm sure they'll be amazing." His smile was gentle. He opened the book.

party pulled at his tank top as he watched carefully for ryans reaction, a little blush on his pale cheeks. the first page was drawings of the brothers at different angles, and then there were drawings of the other killjoys along the way.. though there were a l o t of ryan.

Ryan looked through the pages, he blushed as he saw a lot of drawings of him. "These are.. amazing Party." He looked up from the book to smile at Party. He looked back down and continued to look through, more drawings of him. He stopped once he saw a blank page. He handed the art book back to him, "You are an amazing artist."

"aw nah,, s' just a hobby.." partys blush grew deeper, rubbing the back of his neck and closing the art book gently. "though.... i did wanna be a comic book artist.. before all this happened." he spoke softly.

"You would have sold thousands, if this didn't happen." Ryan looked into Partys eyes, "I would have definitely bought them." His voice was gentle as he leaned forward a little bit and put a hand on Partys shoulder. His stomach growled, he blushed softly.