#19 Ryan Ross

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You giggle as you pour the sugar out of its container and into a plastic bag. You then take your salt, pouring it into the sugar container. 'Ryan is going to be so mad.'  You think to yourself as you close the lid. You hurry back up the stair and carefully crawl into your guys bed.

The next morning you get up kinda late. I guess when you get up at 4 o'clock in the morning the play a prank on your boyfriend makes you kinda tired. You look your side to see that Ryan is gone. You hop out of bed and head downstairs. And sure enough there he was, wearing loose pajama pants and a silk robe making coffee.

"Hey babe." He says without turning his head. "Want some coffee?"

You smile. "Sure."

He pours you a mug and then one for himself. "Sugar?" He asks, picking up the sugar container.

"I'm good, I'm just want creamer today."

You go to get up when Ryan interrupts you. "No, don't get up, I'll get it."

When he hands your the creamer you feel kinda bad. 'He's being so sweet, he doesn't deserve this.'

But before you can say anything he's pouring sugar into his mug. Way more than usual. You find yourself trying so hard to not just burst out laughing. But then you look at his face, he's staring directly at you. Glaring at you with the same death glare he gave you when you told him he couldn't have 5 dogs.

He drinks his coffee, and doesn't even flinch! You furrow you brows, 'How is that even possible?'

You were about to confess to the whole thing and ask him why it didn't taste bad when he suddenly asked, "Would you like some?"

'Oh shit. He knows.'

"N-no thanks. I have to go to the bathroom... be right back."

You got up from your chair and noticed him following. Once you hit the stairs you ran like hell, screaming like little girl in the process.

"I knew it was you!" Ryan exclaimed chasing you.

"You can't prove anything!" You respond, laughing.

Just as you cleared the last step of the stairs, you feel something grab your foot.

"Finders keepers."

Your pulled back down a couple of steps, landing directly beside Ryan. Your both in a fit of laughter and struggling to breath. Before you know it Ryan is on top of you and your both kissing.

"Want take this some place a little more comfortable that the stairs?" You ask between kisses.

"What?" Ryan exclaims. "What's more comfortable that the stairs?"

You laugh expecting him to get off of you so you could stand, but he doesn't.

"Come on Ry, seriously? My back is killing me."

"I love you." He says after a few moments of silence. It was the first he had actually said it to you.

You smiled and blushed uncontrollably. "I love you too."

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