The Gay Band Book

Attention [Ryden]

I had been planning to sleep early but then I realized that that would be stupid / pointless bc I wasnt tired yet so I wrote this & now I'm tired lmao.

Idek what it is, it's a weird thing that isn't supposed to be good or make sense.

Ryan was sitting peacefully on the couch, attempting to read his book, when he felt a sudden weight next to him.

"Hey. Hey Ry."

It was Brendon.

Ryan tried to ignore Brendon's voice and concentrate on his book, but he just ended up rereading the same line over and over again, but the words were just swimming on the page, not making any sense.

"Ryan. Ry. RyRo."

Ryan tried harder to ignore Brendon. If he didn't respond, he'd stop. Or at least that's what had worked in the past.

But then it escalated to poking. His shoulder, the side of his head, and in his ribs.

"Ryaaannn! Ry. Ryan. Ryan."

With each word came a poke.

"Pay attention to meeee~"

It began once again, later. Although this time it was at breakfast.

Ryan was just pouring his cereal into the bowl when Brendon's voice intruded into his thoughts.

"Ry. Ry. Ryan."

Ryan sighed softly. Already?

"Ryaaaaaannnn."

Ryan turned the windowsill, putting the cereal box back.

He sat, and so did Brendon.

"RyRo. Ry. Ry." And, the poking. Again.

"RYAAAAN. Why don't you love me?"

These weren't the only two instances of Brendon's childish behavior.

Ryan was in the shower when he heard Brendon's voice. He half expected him to jump right in with him.

"Ry. Ryan. Why're you always doing stuff?"

Ryan didn't respond, he just closed his eyes and focused on rinsing his hair.

"Ryyyyy don't ignore meeee!"

This continued on until Ry got out of the shower, to which he noticed Brendon sitting on top of the toilet, pouting.

Ryan sighed. His boyfriend certainly was something.

Ryan was in his room, just staring at his laptop, when Brendon came in.

As predicted, Brendon started poking his shoulder.

"Hey RyRy. Whatcha doin?"

Ryan glanced up at Brendon.

"RyRo," Brendon dragged out the 'o'.

"What?" Ryan finally snapped, glaring up at Brendon. Brendon had been bothering him a lot, and maybe if he just gave in he'd go away. It worked the other times, he supposed.

"I just wanted to hang out..."

Ryan dropped his gaze. Perhaps he had been a bit harsh. "Sorry, B. I just...you've been wanting to do stuff all day, and I've been a bit preoccupied, I'm sorry. I'll be out in a sec, okay?"

Brendon nodded excitedly. "Yay!! My RyRo." He gave Ryan a hug before he walked out into the living room.

Ryan was on a walk, completely zoned out as he stared at the cars and houses he passed by.

That is, until there was a sudden voice, an exclamation of "Ryro!!" and a tap on his shoulder, making him start and trip on the sidewalk, and he felt like he was falling.

With that, he woke up with a jerk of his leg. And Brendon was laying next to him, constantly poking his shoulder.

Ryan let out a breath of relief. He wasn't actually tripping on a sidewalk. He started to chuckle.

"Oh my god, Brendon..."

"What? I've been trying to wake up up for the past five minutes. Nice to see you."

Ryan started to laugh more, and Brendon looked at him like he was crazy.

"I-I think you made your way into my dreams. I had multiple instances where you'd come and bother me by poking me. It was weird."

"Huh," Brendon said simply. "Well, will you get up now that real-life me stopped poking you?"

Ryan giggled and nodded.