Hey Moon (Ryden/smut)

Of Cats, Moons, and The Rain

"Your ears look so cute Bren!" Crooned Sarah, adjusting her boyfriend's headband thoughtfuly.

"You don't think it's a bit too much babe? "

"it's perfect." She smiled.

Sarah grinned at their matching dog and cat costumes, she being the slutty pooch with the tight fur dress and Brendon being her unfortunate side kick, dressed in a hastily made cat costume. He hated it.

"Can you at least try to look happy?" Sarah sighed.

"Meow." Brendon replied.

"We should leave now...  the place is pretty far off and I cannot afford to be late to an event like this." Sarah said looking into the mirror, practicing her artificial smile.

Bzzzzzz

Brendon looked at his phone, smiling at the notification.

Ryan: Hey, you going to that party at Gerard's tonight?

How did someone of Ryan's status get invited to Gerard fucking Way's party?

Brendon: I am actually, why?

Ryan: Idk I thought that maybe we could chill or something

Brendon frowned, he knew he couldn't possibly hang out with someone like Ryan... Especially not at this party.

Brendon: I'll see you there.

He shook his head in shame.

God why did I have to lie to the kid...

"Beb let's go.." Sarah hollered from the door.

And off they went to the party.

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"You fuckers are finally here!" Yelled Gerard (obviously intoxicated) 

"Sorry it took so long, we didn't think your place would be this far into the woods." Said Brendon

"My place? Hell no, this is my parents cabin, and since those shit heads are on vacation I can do whatever the fuck I please here!" Gee hooted,  swaying a bottle in his hand.

It was apparent the Way's were wealthy due to the build of the cabin.  It was large and home like, with comfortable furnishings and was at least 2 stories. Truly fit for a king.

People were scattered about the house, laughing, dancing, making out or just socializing with a red cup in hand. They were all wearing masks,  but not the latex kind, and Brendon couldn't help but wonder if he was wearing one too.

"Sarah!"

"Haley!"

Oh god...

"Bren I'm gonna go hang with the girls, I'll see you later,"

Sarah did in her plastic voice, kissing Brendon before going about to bitch amongst the others.

Brendon sighed, free of the girl, and went to some god damn alcohol.

He sat on a small couch digging his hand into a bowl of candy, a beer in the other.

Fuck it, it's Halloween

After 4 or so drinks and 3 karaoke rounds with Gee and Frank, a drunk Brendon Urie wandered into the near woods,  searching for something, but not exactly sure what.

This party ain't so bad after all..

Brendon heard rushing water and stumbled, trying to investigate the sound and noticed a figure standing under a tree.

He squinted his eyes to investigate,

Ryan Ross.

Brendon drunkingly grinned, remembering who the silhouette belonged to and quickly approached him.

"Hey yooouuuu.. " he stuttered, focussing on the boy

Ryan stood by the lake, mouth agape in surprise. His eyes were lined with silver and his lips were tinted grey. His outfit was all silver and grey, glinting in the beam of moonlight.

"Are you supposed to be the tin man? " Brendon asked sloppily

Ryan chuckled, "No actually, I'm the moon."

The moon.

Ryan cleared his throat.  "Why aren't you back at that cabin?"

"Why aren't you?" Brendon smugly replied, "and how did you even get invited any ways?"

"Mikey said I could come."

Brendon nodded, it made perfect sense. Gerard's loser brother invited his loser friends.

"Why are you alone, Ross?

"Well I was chilling with the guys and I wanted to go by the lake, just for the beauty,  y'know? And I couldn't help but to stay and admire the it all.  The lake, the moon, the whole mysterious Halloween atmosphere is intoxicating to me so I write how I feel. " he gestured towards that small notebook he was constantly scribbling in.

"Can I take a look?" Brendon asked, slightly sobered by the intensity of Ryan's voice.

Ryan hesitated, but passed the book to Brendon, biting his lip in uncertainty. Brendon flipped through, skimming at the hastily written notes. Poems?  Lyrics?  It was hard for Brendon to tell in his disoriented state.

Is this what he always writes in that god damn diary of his?

Brendon squinted at the book with concentration until a lyric caught his attention.

"Hey moon, don't you go down"

What's up with his obsession to the moon?

Brendon glanced at Ryan, puzzled. He was sat at the edge of the lake, simply admiring the view.

Curious...

Then it all looked so beautiful. The water, him, and the moon.

Brendon grinned, licking his lips and striding over to Ryan, sitting by his side. He set the book in his lap and set his hand on Ryans thigh.

Ryan hesitated, but looked at Brendon like a child in a candy store, eyes wide mouth open.

God his eyes are big...

Ryan bit his lip, and Brendon moved closer.

Closer..

Closer..

Too close.

Their foreheads nearly collided when Brendon broke the silence.

With a kiss.

He felt his heart beat, the music from the house faded away, he saw galaxies, stars and moons and suddenly he was sucked back to reality. Reality...

Shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck what the fuck did I just do nonononono

Yes.

Ryan was still sitting there, lips parted, eyes close. Brendon got up and ran, stumbling through the woods, back to the house.

He was blushing, but it wasn't from the alcohol.

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Yo I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever I moved and such and I loom forward to updating regularly ahh tell me what you thought about this chapter ♡
~ Amara