Worst Enemies ; Petekey, Ryden, Frerard

Epilogue: Things have changed

"I wish the moon would just... forget to fall down, you know?"

"Brendon, what the hell are you on about?"
Ryan and Brendon lay in Ryan's bed, and it must have been midnight, for all they knew. They had both had a long day, trying to enjoy as much time together as was possible, and now they were winding down and quietly staring up at the ceiling while clasping onto the other's hand firmly.

So now they were reluctant to sleep, for early the next morning Ryan would leave, taking part of Brendon's heart with him.

"Then the night could last forever, and we can spend it together. You'd never leave, we could just... lie here." Brendon sighed, holding onto Ryan's hand tighter.

"We'll make it work, I promise, Bren."

"But I'm a fucking horny teenager, what am I supposed to do without you here?"

Ryan rolled his eyes at Brendon's question.
"Well, I guess we have Skype?"

"I'm not going to suck my own fucking dick, Ry." Brendon sat up, looking Ryan directly in the eyes, a cheeky glint in his.

"Well what do you expect me to do?" Ryan said, exasperated.

"I could fuck somebody else."

"You wouldn't."

"Oh really?" Brendon raised his eyebrows, smirking.

"Brendon. I know you won't cheat on me." Ryan spoke sternly, and stared coldly into Brendon's eyes.

"Fucking watch me."

And Brendon leapt out of the bed, and ran through the darkness of the room. Ryan laughed as he jumped out after him, chasing him around the dark room.

They were playfully yelling in the middle of the night, not caring about the noise they made.

Ryan eventually managed to catch Brendon, and tackled him to the floor. They were both in fits of laughter and Ryan straddled Brendon's hips, and Brendon wriggled as he tried to escape from underneath Ryan's legs.

"Ryan! Let me go! I'm trying to get to my new boyfriend!" Brendon was giggling as he attempted to push Ryan off him.

But Ryan ignored Brendon's childish pleas, and leaned down to kiss his boyfriend on the lips. Brendon instantly quietened and kissed back, grabbing Ryan by the hips.

After a moment, Brendon pulled away and mumbled,
"I guess this boyfriend will do, then." He grinned and flipped Ryan over, so instead he was straddling Ryan and pinning his hands over his head.

He gripped Ryan's wrists tight with one hand and held onto Ryan's hip with another as he trailed soft kisses down his from his lips, pressing them on Ryan's chin and neck.

"I know you love me Brendon." Ryan teased, and Brendon agreed, pulling away slightly and nodding his head slowly.

"I do, and I'll miss you tomorrow." Brendon sighed, breathing on Ryan's neck and sending shivers down his spine.

"I can't believe we're not going to see each other in person for a while." Ryan took a deep breath in, partially because the truth hurt, but partially because so did his crotch.

"...Or ever again." Brendon squeaked after a moment of silence, because finally his brain managed to process the truth. That would be it. He may not see Ryan in flesh for years. And he couldn't handle the truth, and promptly burst into tears.

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Mikey begged Patrick and Gerard over and over again to let Pete stay over that night, and when they finally gave in, Mikey and Pete were overjoyed.