Things Have Changed

A/N This was inspired by this weird video of Panic in France skating and being obsessed with baguettes and just random things that were funny :3 It's kind of a spontaneous idea and it will probably stay a one shot unless I get requests that say otherwise :D 

 Brendon couldn’t have been more excited, but then is Brendon, dark haired, ivory skinned and completely nutty Brendon Urie.

“Rya-an?” he whined for the hundredth time.

“We have to go skating!” Ryan Ross rolled his eyes and sighed in a huff before taking the crazed mans right hand to then walk and pay for skates the quaintly lit up skate-hiring booth. It seemed legit with it matching the season, the small space was lit with the little lights you would place on a Christmas tree. 

With the overly used but kind – of – decent boots hired both men hobbled over to the seating area to avoid the cold feeling that insulted the bottom of each shoeless foot. 

Brendon was obviously the first to complete the task of clipping his boots tight enough to then clamber onto the smooth ice; in his excitement he turned to Ryan with a final farewell of “Bye!” and whizzed off.  Ryan felt abandoned and kind of ticked off since he paid and he had to deal with entertaining Brendon while the others (Spencer and Jon) did what normal guys do while touring, getting drunk and talking with ladies. But at the though Ryan would rather be doing this rather than talking to girls that are only interested in their fame and money. And he concluded that he’d never really liked girls that much.

Shrugging his shoulders at the conclusion and Brendon nearly tripping an old couple who hold onto each others hands tightly due to his extreme hyper burst, Ryan returned his attention to the god damned boots that just won’t tighten enough. It’s not the easiest thing to do when you have about five scarves blocking your view and two pairs of gloves on. It’s too cold to take them off.

Ryan sat there with his tongue poking out deep in concentration but was distracted by Brendon’s constant commentaries as he passes on the ice with a shout of “Ryan!”. Not an easy task to ignore with the crazy mans voice being the loudest of loud, by now Ryan had become an expert so he returns his attention to his left boot, the only remaining task. 

“Dude, hurry!” Ryan shock his head trying to pay no attention to “This is so FUN!” seriously Brendon is like a child, no Ryan corrected himself he is a child… just in a grown mans body.

After only another minute, Ryan was sure his skates felt perfectly fitting. I can do this, he thought. Positive thinking helped him walk awkwardly toward the ice rink because he definitely was not considering that if he slipped and fell that he would die. He stood waiting for himself to accumulate enough confidence to step onto the ice and skate amongst other people, normal people, other than the likes of Brendon, Jon and Spencer but even then in reality it’s mainly Brendon who comes to mind. It’s only ever really Brendon who gets Ryan’s attention.

Creasing his brows Ryan, for the first time acknowledges the Eiffel tower and the way it stands so firm, so captivatingly. He gets lost in sight, this is why Ryan had come here to perform and to appreciate the different cultures he sees, although he isn’t so sure if the rest of the guys are into the culture as he is… He smiles and sighs with his mouth forming an ‘o’ as a “wow” escapes his lips.

He really would have liked to stare at the tower for a while longer, but of course Brendon was going take him by surprise, and of course then drag the poor, skinny man onto the ice with him. 

“Brendon, slow down” Ryan urged, knowing they were moving too fast, he didn’t even have a chance to gain his own balance with the other man pulling him with his weight instead of any form of graceful approach. If Brendon let go right now Ryan will slip and die. Okay perhaps he was being dramatic, we’ll settle for slip and fall painfully… and then… maybe…die.

In reply to Ryan’s plead, Brendon laughed, the bastard “Why slow down, when it’s so-so fun Ry?!” If Ryan looked horrified before he was sure that if his eyes widened any further, they would fall out.  He shivered at the thought and the notion caused him to twitch a little. 

However small the twitch was it somehow causes a spontaneous spasm in his right leg that then came off of the ice for a moment. It had to land in front of his left leg didn’t it? 

Now he was tripping over his leg with Brendon still trying to drag him along the cold surface, which just quickened the fall. Ryan was falling and Brendon was also with a tight grip on Ryan’s arm. This was what had Ryan dreading skating all day, falling, and here he is experiencing the dread. 

…………………………………..

Landing on his butt was less painful than expected, but his chest hurt really, really bad, it could be because he has another human being on top of himself to add extra weight in the falling motion. 

“Owwww” Ryan sobbed looking to Brendon and poking him on the head for the youngest of the pair to look at him. Brendon lifted his head from the older boys’ chest, because he was not going to be spotted for sniffing his scarves or wondering if the orange one is silk or not. It did feel rather nice on the skin of his cheeks though…

“Urrrrgh,, yeah I’ll get up, if I can” Brendon laughed, his eyes absorbing the intense stare given from Ryan made him ponder, ‘ shall I kiss him, now or is he really pissed with me?”. ‘Dammit” he thought. Brendon leant his head forward and hovered with his lips above Ryan’s at such a close distance for a second awaiting some sort of sign,

Everything clicked with Brendon’s lips above his, Ryan had always been most fond of Brendon, despite the fact that he’s an annoying fuck sometimes, but that’s why he loved him. He’d always had his attention unlike girls and alcohol. Nothing else mattered. Ryan shifted to tilt his head for Brendon to capture his lips to stop breathing onto his face and to end the anxious looks Brendon had. 

The kiss was sweet and short lasting but enough to make each man feel much warmer in their cheeks. “I love you Ryan” Brendon spoke quiet but honest, Ryan had the feeling of butterflies in his tummy with his reply.

“You have no idea, how long I’ve loved you”