ryan keeps fidgeting as he eats some cookies he brought on the plane. brendon is looking at him like he wants to do something, but then he refrains at the last minute.
brendon lifts his hand up, then puts it down again.
"are you okay?" ryan can't help but ask.
brendon stammers. "um, you just have, uh, a crumb on your face," brendon points to the corner of his lip to indicate where it is.
ryan keeps embarrassingly wiping his face, only to receive brendon shaking his head.
after a second, brendon sighs, frustrated.
"here."
brendon leans in really close to ryans face and ryan can feel his breath on his cheek.
he wipes at the corner of ryans mouth and licks his own lips. "gone." he winks.
as he leans back in his seat, brendon licks the chocolate from his finger, innocently sucking it clean.
from any other person, that would be disgusting, but ryan has never wanted to taste something from someone else's tongue so much in his entire life. brendon knows what he's doing.
"thanks," ryan whispers, feeling his cheeks heat up.
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thirteen hours ✧ ryden
Fanfictionhour one: "hi, i'm brendon." "i'm ryan." hour thirteen: "ry. you left a piece of paper on your seat." "keep it. it's for you." warning: ⚣ hi please stop reading this i hate it okay ily bye
