8BitLovers- an 8BitRyan x Bazamalam Fanfiction

Paranoia

The boys have been worrying about how they were going to confess to each other. Ryan had a scenario stuck in his head from the night of the kiss. A whisper caused him to be scared around his redhead friend. If he doesn't confess within five days, his friend will be lost forever. The only way to bring him back would be a human sacrifice. 'Damn this paranoia.' He thought. "Ryan? Where are you love?" Baz called out to him. He went down to his friend and was pulled into a hug. It was warm and sweet. How was he gonna do this is if he has a damn panic attack everytime he even thinks about it? He's scared of rejection. He'll just make a fool out of himself if Baz says no. He just wanted to stay in his friend's arms forever. Baz pulled Ryan back as they fell on the couch. Baz wanted to let his feminine friend know how he feels about him.
{Bazamalam's POV}
His eyes closed as I heard a soft whimper escape his lips. "What's the matter?" He looked up at me with his beautiful brown eyes. "I-I can't do it. I'm sorry. Just forget that, okay?" He whispered. I started rubbing his back gently as he rested his head near my neck. "You can tell me anything love." I whispered in his ear. "I-I love you." He mumbled. I laid down with him on top of me. "I love you too Ryan. You know that." I saw paranoia in his eyes. That damn paranoia! I don't want him hurt. He's so sweet and lovable. I hate seeing him upset. Tears formed in his eyes, so they closed. "Don't cry babe. You'll be alright." I breathed in his ear. He snuggled closer to me. "I-I'm scared RyRy." "No, please don't be scared. I'm here for you love. What's scaring you?" He whimpered again as tears fell. "Y-You hate me. I told you how I feel about you, but you'll never get it. I really, really love you. I don't want you to die!" He was shouting now, making me even more worried. Light fell from his eyes as he gasped for air. The poor thing was broken. He doesn't get it. I love him more than anything. "Wait, what do you mean? How would I die?" I asked, realizing what he said. His shaky figure told me that he didn't wanna talk about it. I started stroking his hair, calming him down with sweet whispers of love. "RyRy, I really want you..."