The Gay Band Book

Sleeping Prince [Ryden]

It was around 9am when Brendon woke up. He was the early-ish riser out of the pair. Ryan, of course, was not awake. He was the fucking night owl.

Brendon lay awake and watched as Ryan slept. Creepy as fuck, I know right? But Brendon didn't mean to be creepy; he just genuinely enjoyed watching how peaceful Ryan looked in his sleep. Okay nothing can change how creepy that sounds.

Ryan finally awoke at around 11. Yup, Brendon had been watching him for two hours. Well, of course he went on his phone some of that time, but still.

He watched as Ryan blinked a few times, getting used to the light. He remarked to himself how pretty Ryan's eyes looked in the sunlight streaming in through the window. They turned almost honey-brown, and it was captivating.

"Well good morning, Sleepy Prince," Brendon greeted, grinning.

"G'morning," Ryan replied, his soft voice still low and kind of rough from just waking up.

"It's nice to finally see those pretty eyes of yours," Brendon said, putting his cheek in his hand as he stared at Ryan.

Ryan smiled and turned his head away shyly.

"Noo, don't hide from me," Brendon whined, taking his hand away from his face and laying his chin on Ryan's shoulder, his nose practically buried in Ryan's neck.

Ryan giggled and shook his head.

"Fine, desperate times call for desperate measures~!" With that, Brendon turned his head and left light, feathery kisses on Ryan's neck, making the elder boy giggle more.

"Okay, okay!" Ryan turned to face Brendon once more, his eyes twinkling with happiness.

"Good. I love seeing your eyes. And as much as I love teasing you and getting you all flustered by complimenting you and kissing your neck, I'm hungry."

"Of course," Ryan remarked, a small smile still on his face. "Well I guess its time for breakfast, then. Come on, Prince Charming."

"Hey! I'm the only one who can call you Prince Whatever, since you're my prince!" Brendon complained as they got up and out of bed, beginning to prepare for their day.