Suck It & See (ryden)

4. To Tame a Wildfire

I lied to him.

I'm not going to the nurse.

A few moments after Ryan's departure, I find myself in the study hall room, approaching Eden with pleading eyes. The emerald orbs set into best friend mode and she immediately takes her feet off the chair next to her to let me sit down. "Urie, do you have a pass?" The teacher, who's name I don't remember, asks.

"Always." I mutter, waving the faux purple slip. The old woman narrows her eyes, but nods. Tossing myself into the chair next to Eden, I groan and drop my head onto the table. "You did this to me."

"What happened Brenny?" Eden gasps, placing a hand on my back.

"The little shit kissed me and now I might actually like him. But you know we're just playing house. Fuck!" I cry, smacking my hand against the desk.

"Urie!" Ms. No Name yells.

"I know! I know!" I let out a sigh and feel a soft hand holding onto mine. It's an instant comfort for me. Eden's like a security blanket to be quite honest.

"Well... Do what you do best. Seduce him." It's another one of those movie moments. You know the one where I look at my best friend with this face full of realization. Like somehow what I need to do magically hits me straight in the face.

But weirdly enough, it actually does. I think about all the techniques I've learned over the years from various gay clubs that I've very illegally went to. Not that I just want to fuck Ryan and be done with it, cause that is not my intention. But a little seduction couldn't hurt at all.

Of course, I can't forget that Ryan is a smart kid and would never fucking fall for that dumb shit.

"This is ridiculous!" I yelp again.

"That's it! Get out, go to class!" The teacher yells and I sigh, dragging myself out of the room. I don't want to see Ryan.

But God do I want to see him.

I begrudgingly end up in the personal development room a frown plastered to my face. "Ah... Brendon how nice of you to show." Mrs. Salpeter says without taking her eyes off the white board. I grunt a response and my eyes wander to my seat. Ryan has a soft smile on his face when he sees me.

He's making this impossibly hard to deal with.

I slip into the seat without a word and Ryan looks at me, raising an eyebrow. "The nurse, huh?" I nod lifelessly, avoiding eye contact with him. "I know I've only been here for a few days but I know that the nurse is not down the hall you went down."

"It doesn't matter. Mind your own business." I growl. Ryan cringes and faces forward, but keeps his gaze on me from the corner of his eye.

"Amende puis..."

"What the hell did you just say?" I bite, balling my fist. Ryan's eyes go wide for a moment but then he's glaring right back at me.

"All I said was 'fine then'. Jesus, I don't know what the fuck your problem is. You were fine this morning." Ryan hisses, rolling his eyes.

"Boys! Please, do shut up!" I launch out of my seat at the woman's voice and slam my hands on the table. "What could you possibly want Brendon?!" Mrs. Salpeter yelps, having dealt with me on a regular basis for the past four years. She knows how to handle me and I know how to handle her.

She and I have an agreement, if I feel like I'm going to make a scene all I have to do is ask to use the bathroom and leave... but if abuse my powers there will be consequences. Even thought I hate the class, she's my favorite teacher. "Mrs. Salpeter, it's an emergency."

She watches me for a moment before nodding. I'm halfway out of the classroom before I hear her say, "I suppose you need to go too, Ryan?" My lungs empty of air in record time and I find myself gasping, running towards the bathroom. My heart was pounding out of my chest as I ran. I could hear Ryan behind me, keeping up.

"Leave me the hell alone!" I yell over my shoulder.

"Brendon, why are you acting like this?!" He shouts back. I slide into the bathroom and lock myself in a stall, feeling anxiety rise in my chest. This is not the way this was supposed to go. "Brendon, please." His voice sounds pained. A soft knock sounds on the door and I blink rapidly to fight back tears.

What the fuck is he doing to me?

"At least talk to me Brendon..." Ryan says quietly.

"Why the fuck do you care anyway? We're just playing house. You don't give a damn about my feelings." I hiss. "Just leave Ryan. Let me compose myself before we go back to pretend." I hear his foot steps move away from the door but not to leave. The sound of his back sliding down the wall tells me he's sitting on the floor across from my stall.

"What makes you think I don't care...?" Ryan whispers and its even harder to hear him say, "I wouldn't have agreed to this if I didn't have feelings for you." I don't even know if the words were meant for me, but it still feels like my chest is going to exploded none the less.

"I don't know, you just keep making it very clear that this is game." I mutter, leaning against the stall.

"For right now... but what made it so easy for me to decide was the fact that I want to get to know you... Had it been anyone else I probably would said no. Just ever since I met you I've been intrigued. You just seem very lonely."

I throw open the door and Ryan's head snaps up. "I am not lonely." I snap. Ryan lets out a joyous laugh and I instantly forgot everything I was mad about.

"If you say so... Daddy." My breathing hitches when the nickname falls from his lips and I swear to you I have to support myself on the damn stall. If I didn't I probably would've fallen right over. I get the feeling I'm going to regret giving him the idea.

I feel a smirk appear on my face and I extend a hand to Ryan. "Well Kitten, shall we get back to class?" He smiles and nods. Helping Ryan up, we walk back to class fingers intertwined.

I've come to a conclusion...

Ryan is a wildfire that needs to be tamed.