Hey Moon (Ryden)

Chapter 16- A Loaded God Complex

Brendon's POV

"Aww honey that's so sweet! I'm telling you I knew something was going on between you too. Just can't keep the love out of your eyes can you?!" Ryan's mom chimes after Ryan tells her the news. I'm so relieved when she says these words. He was so nervous about telling her even though she already knew he was gay. He worries about all the small things and I really wish he wouldn't, it's not good for his pretty little head.
His mom tells Ryan how much she's proud of him and how happy she is that he's got me. Sitting here, I feel a bit useless and plus I should really say something. Before I could though, Ryan's mom leans over the table and squeezes both our cheeks.
"Thanks Miss Ross it means a lot." I chime in while Ryan blushes his face off. She tells me to call her Danielle. Well Danielle, thank you for excepting our relationship. Ahh relationship. That sounds good. It feels good too, just to be able to hold him without it being somewhat awkward. Not that we were awkward around each other before. Okay...maybe at first.
I catch sight of Ryan glancing between his mother and I with an appreciating smile on his face. His eyes glance back at me and I meet them, smiling back at him. We both can only use one hand to eat our meals with because our other hands have each other's in them. I like it better like this anyway.

The night goes on and I can tell Ryan keeps getting embarrassed by his mom squealing every 5 minutes when we make eye contact. She can't help it though. Just too overwhelmed by our cute gayness.
When it was time to go (after Ryan and his Mom had finished and after I had eaten all that I thought I should) we collect our belongings from our table and head towards the exit. Ryan's mom however had to just 'nip to the loo' so me and Ryan just wait outside. It was frosty outside and the icy wind surprised us both. Huddling closer together I squeeze his hand and he grips back. Communication goals. I look over at him and see the wind tugging through his hair, whipping it in every direction possible. His honey eyes gleam as they squint away from the cold. He looks so handsome.

The street was busy with hustling people carrying bags and pushing push-chairs. They were all wearing quite bright colours so it didn't surprise me when 2 individuals stood out from the crowd, wearing all black. Wait, were they walking towards us? I squint my eyes trying to see who it was in this dark setting. Shit. Oh no. It's them. Well half of them that is.
I tug on Ryan's arm to get his attention. He looks over and alarm filled his eyes when he saw what I was seeing. Josh and Tyler were walking swiftly in our direction, stopping about a metre in front of us. Smirks fill their smug faces.

"Oh look who we bumped into." Sneers Tyler. Ryan's hand was crushing mine but I didn't mind since I was probably squeezing his to death in return. Josh's gaze follows my arm down to where our hands were. His eyes are fixed there with a disgusted expression. He nudges  Tyler and points to us. He mutters something in his ear but so quiet that we weren't able to hear. Whatever it was, it made Tyler laugh. It soon disintegrates into eerily silence right as he raises his fist above where Ryan stands suddenly. I quickly grabbed Ryan by his shoulder and pull him out of the way, determined to save my boyfriend. Tyler's fist cracked against the brick wall behind us and he retaliates abruptly. Josh steps forward and aggressively takes me by my neck and thrusts me against the wall. Using his other hand he smashed his fist into my cheek so fast I didn't have time to react. I don't care about the smack of pain right now, I look over to see Ryan standing there, unharmed with Tyler grasping his hand in pain. 'Ha' I think, 'now you see what it's like'.
Josh releases me roughly and I slide down the wall clutching my jaw. Josh turns to Tyler to see if his hand is okay and Ryan crouches  down next to me.
"Oh my God Bren and you okay?!" He asks in distress. His eyes are full of panic and his hands lift mine off my face and examine my upcoming bruise. His gentle touch grazes against my skin and sends shivers down my spine. He looks over at the two cowardly boys in black.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!" Woaah I'm surprised a voice that loud can come from such a little guy.
"JUST GET OUTTA HERE OKAY? JUST GO!" He screams, still holding me on the floor.
"You won't be seeing any of us round any more Urie, much to our disliking." Hisses Tyler in my direction. We aren't going to see them anymore? They must have seen the confusion on both of our faces.
"We've been kicked out dumbass! Apparently the school actually excepts faggots like you!" Josh yells. Before we got a chance to answer, a voice from behind us beats us to it.
"Sorry! I was catching up with- WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" Ryan's mom screeches at the duo after assessing the situation. It's not that hard to guess what happened if you walked out and saw me and Ryan huddled on the floor with two angry looking thugs towering over us. Why no one else noticed us I don't know. I'm just glad his mom did. And she looks angry.
"You better get out of my sight right now or I'll call the police." His mom hisses through her teeth, seething with anger. To be honest it was quite amusing seeing their faces flash with fear just before they sprinted in the opposite direction. She holds out her hand for us to help ourselves up with. Concern plasters her face and Ryan is still clinging to my arm.
"Oh Brendon honey are you alright?"
I nod but it hurts. I wince in pain and turn my head to look at Ryan. He sighs, shakes his head sadly and rests his head on my shoulder up to my neck.
She sighs.
"I think it's best if you stay the night at ours. Would that be okay?" She asks softly.
"Yeah, thank you Mi-Danielle." She places her hand on my cheek. You know, that thing parents do?
"Come on, let's get to the car."
Ryan lifts his head reluctantly off my shoulder and holds my hand tightly.
"I'm sorry that happened Bren." He mutters apologetically.
"No that wasn't your fault don't blame yourself Ry." We were both silent after that.

All the way back Ryan's mom kept asking if I 'was sure I was okay' and no matter how many times I said yes she still wouldn't stop asking. I guess she's just a really caring woman. I bet that's where Ryan gets it from.

The hot air has a burning affect on my skin when I walk through the front door into the house because it's so cold outside. Ryan and I both drop our jackets and shoes off at the door (remembering from the mud incident  earlier) and hurry upstairs to get changed.
Ryan crashes down onto his bed like I did earlier and I sit down exhaustingly, my jaw hurting less.
"Well at least we don't have to see them again right?" Ryan offers.
"Yeah I hope so." He climbs off his bed and opens his wardrobe chucking me the same pair of pyjamas I wore last time I slept over.  I chuckle and he spins round.
"You have washed these right?" I say jokingly.
"Actually I've worn them twice since then, it makes me feel less lonely." He replies, smiling shyly.
"Oh you mean like your vanilla scented deodorant?" I laugh but he just gives me a soft glare and turn round to get his own PJ's. Once he's picked out the best ones, he comes and sits next to me. Awkward silence fills the room. Okay, maybe we can still be awkward, but only a little bit. I knew what he was thinking.
"So like...now that we're boyfriends.. do we like- get changed in the same room now?" He asks, very unsure of himself but hey, I was thinking it too.
"Ummmm I guess so but you don't have to if you don't want too."
"No it's fine it's okay." He says quickly. My eyebrow rises and his cheeks blush red. Maybe he said that a bit too quickly...
"Why don't uh, I get changed facing away from you and you get changed facing away from me. Just for now I mean." Wow yeah great idea Brendon. So original. Not like you've seen it in like all movies. However, Ryan just smiles.
"Yeah sounds good."
We get changed while the awkward silence returns. After we're both finished doing the night routine (brushing teeth etc) we say goodnight to Ryan's mother and head into bed, sharing of course. As soon as my head hits the pillow I start to realise how tired I am. Must have been the hit from earlier.
"Hey Moon? What time is it?" I mumble once he's tucked neatly inside the covers with me.
"It's..." He cranes his neck to see the alarm clock sat of his pile of CD's, "Nine in the afternoon." I snort, is he serious?
"What?! That's not a time!" I giggle and he looks at me very confused.
"Wha- yes it is!"
"No Ry, it's not. Honestly, you English people and your stupid words and wrong times." I say between laughter. He giggles and snuggles up more to me so his head is against my collar bone, our arms around each other.
"It is a time."
"No it's not"
"It is though"
"But it isn't though"
"It is"
"It's not"
"It is"
"It isn't"
"Whatever" he whines against my chest. Sneakily, I bring my arm down to his side and tickle him softly. He squeaks and squirms to get away from me but I still have my other arm to hold him with. He giggles uncontrollably while trying to push my hand away. I guess he must have squirmed a bit too far because all of a sudden he wasn't in the bed anymore. A loud thump filled the room. Looking down at the ground I see a very perplexed Ryan, huddled up in a part of his duvet that tumbled off with him.  Seeing him like that was the funniest thing I had ever seen and I burst out into laughter.
"Oh my God Ryan and you okay?" I can barely get the words out because I'm laughing so much. He gives me an unamused look and stands back up to slide into the bed with me.
"Hey Moon? Please forget to fall down." One last burst of laughter  erupted from my lungs because I mean come on, that was the best thing to be said in that situation.
I calm down soon though and when I have Ryan looks up at me from our previous position.
"Hey Sun? I hate you." He smiles sarcastically and buries his head into my neck. I, however, grab his chin and pull his head up gently so I can press my lips to his. He kisses back softly. He can say he hates me all he wants but I can still feel him smiling into the kiss. Our lips made contact for only about 6 seconds before he pulls away and buries his head against me once again

"Aww..I hate you too." I say with a grin. Those were the last thing I said to him before we both drifted off to sleep.