Brallon / Ryden one shots

2. Ryden

Brendon's POV

I'm walking along the path towards Ryan's house, on Valentine's Day with a bouquet of roses in my shaky hand. Nervously counting the numbers on the signs as I ponder of what his reaction would be.

Would he think I'm weird? Would he think that it's a joke? Or would he feel the same way? I toss and turn all of these different emotions that I feel inside of me, and then push them aside as I find the number leading to his house.

I slowly bring out my hand from behind my back and knock on the door nervously, then tapping my toes on the stones as I feel my heart beat speed up and I hear footsteps coming.

I take a deep gulp and hide my bouquet behind my back as he opens the door and I stand there, admiring how truly beautiful he is. Those big brown eyes, staring into mine, and his lips, they're so perfect. I quickly snap out of it and clear my throat, trying to cough up a clear sentence.

'Oh, uh, hi Ryan..'
'Hey Bren, what are you doing here? I thought you were going out today?'
'Well uh, I was...' I try to find the right words to say what I feel about him, but they aren't coming up properly.

'I- Well, it's uh, Valentine's Day today and..'
Ryan's face started turning into a light pink shade as he looks down and hides his hands behind his back
'I was wondering if...' I hold out my bouquet from behind my back and shakily hand it to him, his warm and soft hands brushing against mine as I pass it.

'These are- for you' I calmly pull my hand away, feeling butterflies in my stomach and awaiting a reaction from him.

But he didn't say anything. He just started smiling, and blushing harder, then he pulled his sweater paws up to his mouth and tried to hide his giggle.
'Bren, you're cute when you're nervous'

My heart started to slow down, he really thought I was cute? Or was I just hearing things? After a few moments of contemplating, I realised that he was really saying these words to me.

'Well, uh-' I found myself at a loss for words as I try to spit out something else at least partly normal.

'Can I, come inside' I look up and bite my lip in anxiousness.
'Sure Bren' He turns away still smiling and hand signals me over to the couch, where I sit on one side and he sits on the other.

I lean in closer to him a little bit and he shakes his hair in front of his face slightly, and I groan

'Come here Ryan'

He does so and I move myself along the couch to sit closer to him, and I push away his hair out of his face and cup his cheek, as I pull myself in our lips slowly but sweetly touch, moving in sync with eachother for a short amount of time, before I pull away.

He shakes more hair into his face and I grunt and shake my head
'Cmon Ryan, stop doing that'
'Doing what?'
'Hiding your face from me'
He pouts his lip slightly and looks back up at me, and I smile slightly and cuddle up next to him

'Let's watch a movie, my little, kitten'