When we can. [Cryaotic x Reader] [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 32.

"This week has been so stressful" Ry says with a long sigh. You turned onto your left side to face him. "I know man. This probably wasn't the best time to meet you". He shakes his head slightly "In a way you're right. But I'm just happy to have you with me right now" he smiles glancing at you. "Me too" you smile back, rolling onto your back again.

Getting a little bored of the quiet you sit up. "Cry". He half sits up, leaning on his left arm "yes?". Turning your head to see him you reply "Stand up".  He awkwardly stumbles out of bed, confused and looking at you the entire time. He fiddles with the hem of his shirt awkwardly.

After a moment you also leave his bed and stand directly in front of him. "Ry." "What?!" he answers you in a slightly panicked tone. Without warning you simply wrap both of your arms around him. Knowing he needed it. The week was incredibly stressful and emotional for yourself, you couldn't comprehend how he was feeling. He hugs you back almost immediately, arms wrapping around your upper back. He doesn't let go, but does break the silence. "You made that so awkward" he chuckles "you could have just asked me if you needed a hug." You laugh into his chest "I was acting weird for a reason. Lighten the mood, and you're the one who needed the hug. I'm just here to deliver". 

He squeezes you once more before loosening his grip allowing you to look up at him. He shines his signature dorky smile "thanks (Y/N)". You hug him one more time and he let's go.

"What's the plan now lady?" he asks, resting his hands on his hips. You flop onto the bed behind you, arms behind you propping you up. "I have no clue" you smile. He chuckles "want to play something? We could stream it if you want" he suggests. A thought pops in your head. "Ah crap" you mumble grabbing your phone. "I never texted Russ back". Ryan giggles and heads towards the door. He says a quick 'one sec' before leaving the room.

You read over Russ's text once more before typing in 'yea it was, she's gone now Hope the drama's over so we can both de-stress and I can leave on a happy note" and hit the send button. You had no idea where Cry had left to but he doesn't seem to come back for a while so you lay down and relax.

The caffeine left your system hours ago so your body felt very heavy as you sunk into the blankets below you.

Before you knew it you were gently pulled back into consciousness when Ryan, the 'gentleman' as he is, carefully re-positioned you. You shoved your face into the pillow he had rested your head on and lifted the sheets to your neck.

Ryan spoke softly when he was moving you he had whispered "You can sleep in my bed, but not in the direct middle of it!". He laughed a bit but than quickly hushed it to a whisper once more. You managed a half smile in response, trying hard to pay attention to his voice as you slipped into sleep once more. 

It was a waste, because you quickly passed out again before you could realize he gently moved a piece of hair from the center of your face and laid down next to you.

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A loud metallic sound wakes you up. You swiftly realize it must be a coffee grinder being used up stairs. Ryan groans next to you and sluggishly gets up and closes the door. 

The first thing you noticed about him was his lack of pants. Your face turns red and you make sure you have all of your own clothes on. And of course you do, the initial panic leaving your head. Fully awake now you sit up while Ryan crawls back into bed next to you.

Trying to get his attention you say his name softly. He mumbles a 'shh' noise in response. You lay down and turn your head to face his and repeat his name a little louder. "Yes?" he says reluctantly.

"You're not wearing pants" you say, not really sure how to feel with this situation. He pulls you closer cuddling you like a teddy bear. He whispers "Thought you wouldn't care". You still don't know how to feel about it, but shrug it off anyway.

You lay there in bed with him until his breathing became steady and you were sure he was asleep. Peeling his arms away from you carefully you climb over him and then off of the bed. Checking the time on your phone you read 9:37am. 

Rather than just standing around in his room you decide to head up stairs. Hearing the front door close before you made it half way up the stairs you suppose that meant his sister was gone for work.

When you eventually make it to the kitchen your phone buzzes while you were inspecting the mostly empty coffee maker. There was barely a mouth full in it, you'd have to make another batch if you wanted any. 

Russ was calling you on Skype, clearing your throat you answer with a "Hello?".