(A.N.: sorry. This one sucks. Im rly sorry i had a shitty day and ugh nvm im just sorry this parts crap. Feedbacks, maybe?)
Ryan's POV
I knocked on Brendon's door and looked at my phone: 7:03. Right on time, Ross."Hey, there" he said as he opened the door to let me in. He was smiling. With a happy smile. That made me happy as well.
"You look in a better mood than this morning" I smiled. "Yeah, I'm really sorry about that by the way. I was just... Shocked I guess" he laughed. I know, buddy, I know. "It's okay" I added, smiling.
"So! Wanna have dinner or something?" he offered. "Uh, yeah, sure" I answered. "Let's order Chinese. Just like back in the days" he said. I giggled. "Yeah, yeah why not."
...
My stomach now full with rice and orange flavoured chicken, I grabbed the beer Brendon handed me. "Thanks, man" I tell him.
"No prob, dude. So, how's life?" he asked. "Oh, you know... the usual shit" I said.
"Ry, we haven't talked in over two years. There can't be nothing new going on since" he smiled.
"Okay, fine, fine. this guy you saw me with, Shane, we're not together anymore. I haven't talked to him in over a year. And you know, I've just been dating a guy lately and he's- well he's awesome. Sweet, patient, he's just really great. So uh... I guess that's it. And you? how is it with Dallon?" I asked. "Oh, we're great. He's funny and nice, I guess I'm just really lucky he's there" he said.
"Great... awesome." I said.
The silence was getting a little awkward. And I could tell he felt the same.
"Hey, want another beer?" he offered, standing up. I stood up as well, grabbing my coat. "I shouldn't. I have to drive. I don't know if I'll drive the whole way back to Chicago tonight or if I'll just stay at some random hotel but... yeah I should just go" I said. I really should.
And of course, that's when Dallon came in. Joy. Oh, fucking joy.
"Oh, hey Ryan" he smiled. "Hey" I answered. "I was leaving actually. You guys have a great night!" I told them, walking to the door.
"Wait!" I heard Brendon shout at me. I turned around and he stood there, staring at me. "It's too late for you to drive. You should stay here for the night. After all, we're cheaper than hotels and we make better pancakes" he laughed and I joined him.
Wait. Dallon. Oh no. I'm not listening to them having loud sex all night. That's a huge no.
"I shouldn't, I mean, I don't want to intrude or anything..." I said. "Ah, c'mon. We're offering" Dallon smiled.
"Uh... Fine, then" I told them. They smiled and Dallon went to get some sheets for the bed. I looked up at Brendon who was looking at me already. What's wrong with this dude?
"Why are you st-"
I got cut off by Brendon Urie pressing a kiss on my lips.
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Aventures (Ryden)
Fiksi PenggemarIn the French language, there is only one word for Adventure and Affair. Aventure. Brallon, Ryden, you choose. But there's one thing that's certain: love is not a choice. If you fall, you eventually get hurt.