I thought of my OTP as my eyes scanned the prompt
Honestly.
I'm dead.
ALL IN RYAN'S POV
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I sigh, glancing at my watch for the 10th time.
I counted, yes, a weird choice of action. What else can I do? Everyone is shooting apologetic looks and it isn't even helping, the waitress constantly returning to my table to ask if I was ready to order. Even she seemed to pity me. Great. I deny the thoughts, the possibilities, everything. I couldn't accept the fact that I, George Ryan Ross, have been stood up by my own boyfriend.
Now, this didn't surprise me. He was always late. Main reason why today, I just assumed he was running late or because traffic. But to my surprise, he didn't show up. I had to stare at the door, outside the window and at the empty space in front of me, trying to avoid eye contact with everyone who seemed to pity me.
The strange thing was..I didn't give up.
I actually stayed for a few more minutes, trying to convince myself that he wouldn't do such thing to me, that he'd enter the room in any minute, rushing over to the table I sat down to explain himself. I continued to stare at the glass door, hoping he'd just appear and make me worry less.
But of course, that never happened. He never arrived.
I sigh, keeping my phone as I get ready to just stand up and leave. I was ready to let go of this relationship, I was ready to let go. It was the perfect time to let go. It's as if I was hanging by a cliff, my hand ready to slip with no one to ask help from.
I was ready to leave until
"Hey so sorry I'm late babe, Traffic was crazy tonight." A person I've never met before belted, I jumped slightly as I slowly turn my body, so that I was facing this rather cute boy. His hair was sticking up at different angles, his plump lips (that was so kissable) and his eyes. His..beautiful brown eyes. He seemed too perfect.
He smiled "Just go with it, yeah? I'm Brendon. The guy who didn't come doesn't deserve you." he whispered, I hesitated at first but soon thought and agreed to just go with it. It's not like I was planning to do anything else after anyways. Besides, the guy was a cutie and was just trying to save you from being embarrassed.
"We should probably chat more? It looks like we don't know each other." he inquired, I look up at him and raise an eyebrow, I grin.
"We don't know each other. You just sat down and claimed to be my date for the night." I say, he looks up at me and blushes slightly. Chuckling.
"It's better than having to watch you suffer. Did you see the way people looked at you? I couldn't leave you behind, feeling embarrassed and all." he stated, smiling kindly.
"Well you sure are a sweet lil' muffin." I mumbled, he laughed.
"Thanks. Look, we're talking now!" he marveled, making me chuckle. He was adorable.
"I'm very aware. You seem like a kind and cute person."
Is it weird to call a person you just literally met cute? Or a sweet lil' muffin? I mean, Anna from Frozen literally got engaged to someone she just literally met. I don't see how calling someone cute could be worse, besides, he didn't seem to mind. Probably taking it all as a compliment, which it was. It seemed to be a flirty move though, I don't mind.
After ordering, we decided to actually tell each other about ourselves, Brendon being the first to ask.
"May I ask how you don't seem to be in pain? I mean..your, what I'm assuming, boyfriend didn't come." he asked, obviously confused onto why I wasn't being dramatic over my partner bailing out on me.
I shrug "I'm just as confused, I don't know how I handled it. I mean, he's always late but he arrives. This is different, I guess. I mean, yeah he didn't arrive and probably went out to a bar to suck on another person's face and probably went to another level with them but..it just doesn't seem to affect me in any way. I guess I don't really love him? That's what my friends say, anyways."
"Jealous. I could never handle that." Brendon said, putting on a small pout as he said so.
"Why do you still stick with him then?" he added, reaching for his drink (which was just water, boring I know.)
I look down, scanning my own glass "I guess I just didn't want to lose company. I didn't love him, there I confirmed it, but I guess it's better than not having someone to wake up to everyday."
"What a life you live."
"I know right? I'm so cool."
We both chuckle as we carried on with our night.
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"That was fun, don't you think?" I asked as we walked down the sidewalk, it was quiet. Well, it was sort of late, I don't see why anyone else would go out into the dark.
"I can agree." he answered, a small grin on his face.
"What are you gonna do now? When you get home?" he mumbled, I only sigh.
"Probably let my one and only company go. I mean, if he doesn't want this relationship, then I won't let him suffer. Although, watching him suffer was quite fun." I joked, making him look at me and laugh.
"Weirdo. Anyways, good luck with that."
Now it was my turn to get curious, I wonder if this lil' cutie is gay. I'll be honest, I'd be happy if he was gay. It won't be weird for him to hear a guy call him cute.
"Are you..do you have a girlfriend?" I ask, watching him grin.
"Why? planning to ask me out?"
"Just answer my goddamn question." I demanded, making him roll his eyes.
"Geez, okay. I don't have a girlfriend, I'm gay. I had an ex though. We both broke it off, agreeing that the spark was gone and all that. It wasn't hard to move on from it though. I heard he even has a girlfriend now, I hope to be invited to his wedding." he explained, I smile. That's amazing.
"You're amazing. You're literally wishing for your own ex to invite you on his and his girlfriend's wedding." I admitted, looking up at the stars. Just to admire its beauty.
"Hey, I'm not like the people who won't let go of someone who obviously isn't happy with what's going on between them anymore. If my partner is isn't satisfied, I choose to let them go. Better than drama."
He literally is perfect.
"Would you like to try out a new relationship?"
I see him smirk, he immediately tries to hide it as the moon shone directly on Brendon's beautiful face, I could die any minute right now. I'm so gay for this man and I can't even hide or control it.
"I guess. Hopefully, this time, I can actually marry them." he said, not noticing that I'm just admiring his features, his eyes, his voice, his hair, his..everything. I sound so cheesy. How romantic, am I right?
"Invite me, alright?"
"Sure, why not?" he laughed, I frown slightly. I love him, oh god, I love him. I know I just met him, but he just seemed and looked like an angel sent down from the heavens above me. I have been blessed.
We stayed silent. It wasn't awkward though, I think. We just cherished the silence, the stars and moon. Everything was beautiful at the moment.
"Hey Ryan?" he spoke, breaking the silence between us.
"Yeah?"
"Do you..wanna go to Starbucks or at the arcade tomorrow?" he seemed shy, it only added up to his cuteness. A long with his slight blush.
"Is this..a date?"
"Maybe..if you want it to be.." he managed, obviously nervous at his choice of action.
I grin "Sure. You're way more better than my douche of a boyfriend, anyways."
