•~TheLittle~•

•~One~•

Brendon was cleaning the house whilst Sarah was in Ryan's room helping him get ready. "Why do I have to wear big boy clothes?" Ryan complains as Sarah shakes her head. "Because Brenny's friends are coming over. You gotta be formal." Sarah says.
Ryan pouts at Sarah buttons up his shirt. She goes to sit him down on the bed. Putting on his shoes. "But I don't have to dress up like this! Spencer has seen me in my little sweaters and knee socks!" Ryan says. Trying to convince Sarah to let him dress how he wants.
"Yes yes I know honey, but Brendon is bringing some new friends. He doesn't want them looking at you with barely anything on. You know how he gets." Sarah explains.
Ryan huffs and nods. "Okay..." he mumbles. Not happy with the idea. He didn't like meeting new people much. Sometimes they could be mean, or nice. Sometimes they seem scary to Ryan.
"Ryan! Sarah! Are you two ready?" Brendon says. Coming up stairs and into Ryan's room.
Ryan glares at Brendon. "I don't want to be dressed like this!" He says.
Sarah sighs. "You can deal with his fit." She says. Kissing Brendon's cheek before heading downstairs.
Brendon let's out a soft sigh. "Ry, its Just for a couple hours." He says.
"That's too long!" Ryan whines.
Brendon rolls his eyes. "Little one, I'll buy you a new stuffie and some ice cream later yeah?" He says.
Ryan pouts but nods. "Okay brenny...promise?" He says. Looking up at his bestfriend. They'd been living together for 7 years now. Brendon got him out his old house cause his old daddy was abusive and horrible to the boy. 
"...Uhm..Brenny..? Why do I have to wear big boy clothes?" Ryan ask.
"Because. You know I'm protective Ry." Brendon says. Giving Ryan his stuffed puppy and leading him to the living room to give him some cookies to watch cartoons for a bit. Ryan nods. "But..no one will touch me..?" He says softly.
"I just don't like people looking at you in little outfits like that." Brendon says. Giving Ryan a plate of cookies that he and Sarah made earlier, knowing Ryan would need the cookies for today otherwise he wouldn't be distracted.

Ryan heard the door. Immediately skipping after Brendon to see who had arrived. He peeks at the door. Hiding behind his friend. "Who's here...?" He ask. Quite nervous. He wondered if they'd actually want to touch him. He didn't like anyone but Sarah and Brendon touching him. He heard the dogs barking.
Brendon pats Ryan's head. "Don't worry little one." He says. "Do i have to act like a big boy..?" Ryan ask. Brendon shakes his head. "No Ry. You can act little." Brendon reassures before opening the door. Seeing a man with brown hair who was a bit shorter than Brendon. "Hey Brendon." The man says. He then sees Ryan. "Hey you. Im Dan." He says. Holding his hand out for Ryan to shake. Ryan hesitated but he knew it was rude to not shake someone's hand. He timidly reaches his hand out. Shaking it. "H-hi..." he says. Moving his hand away. He hides behind Brendon again. Brendon let's Dan in. "Go with Sarah, Ryro." He says.
Ryan nods. Heading off to the kitchen to see Sarah setting up the table. "Can I help Sarah?" He ask. Sarah nods with a smile. "Of course Sweetie. Can you set the forks and knives up for me whilst I check the food?" She says.
Ryan nods. "Yeah! I can do that!" He says. Skipping over and opening a drawer. Getting out some forks and knives.

A couple knocks at the door every once and a while.
Ryan sat in the living room with Spencer on the floor. Ryan showing Spencer his new stuffies he got. Spencer listening to the small boy. One last knock. It was a bit later. Brendon, Sarah and his friends were about to eat. Sometimes they mentioned a guy named Dallon who was late.
"Brenny! Someone's at the door!" Ryan calls. Standing up to see who it was this time. Brendon goes and opens the door. Smiling at the man in front of the door. "Hey Dallon." He says.
"Hi Brendon." Dallon says. Smiling back. He sees Ryan and smiles at him as well. "Who's the cute one?" He ask. Ryan hides again. Having a pink glow on his cheeks.
"This is Ryan. He's my friend." Brendon says.
Dallon nods. "Hi Ryan. I'm Dallon. Call me anything you like." He says. Looking at the small boy.
"H-hello Dallon..." Ryan says softly. Still hiding. He waves a bit at the tall man in the door way.
(Let's say Ryan is 5'5 Kay?)
"You're late Weekes." Brendon says. Leading Dallon to the kitchen. "Spencer, are you joining us?" Brendon ask.
"Yeah yeah. Im going. Ryan was showing me his stuffies." Spencer says. Getting off the floor.
"Ry, are you eating?" Brendon says to him. Ryan nods. Putting his stuffies on the couch in a neat line. He goes over to the table. He sits next to Sarah and next to the tall man from Just a couple minutes again.
Ryan doesn't say a word or even looks at him. He watched Sarah serve him a plate of pasta and garlic bread. "Thank you." He mumbles.

Dallon looks over at the little. 'So cute.' He thinks. He then glances at Brendon who was glaring at him. He sighs a bit.
"Dallon, cmon." Brendon says. Excusing himself.
'What did I do?!' Dallon thinks. Also excusing himself. He saw Ryan glance at him. He smiles a bit before walking out.
"What is it Bren?" Dallon says. Leaning against the wall with a long sigh. "You've been eyeing Ryan the whole time likes he's some fresh meat for a lion." Brendon says.
Dallon rolls his eyes. "Well, look at him, he's adorable." He says.
Brendon shakes his head. "Okay? Doesn't mean you need to stare at him constantly!" He says.
"No one ask you to stare at Sarah constantly but you do it." Dallon argues.
"Cause Sarah's my wife you dumbass." Brendon says. Pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Whatever. Let's just get back to dinner." Dallon says. Walking off. 'Why was he so defensive?' He thinks.

The whole night he didn't glance at Ryan at all. Which was hard not to look at him. So small, cute, innocent.
Ryan finished and asked Brendon and Sarah if he could go back to the living room. They both agreed and he skipped off.

Dallon had excused himself to head to the bathroom. He made his way back. Only to see Ryan sitting at the coffee table with a sketchbook and crayons. He raises an eyebrow. Deciding to go sit down on the couch. "Hey bub, whatcha doing?" He ask in a soft tone.
Ryan turns to Dallon. Giving a nervous smile. "Erm...I am...Drawing." He says.
Dallon nods. "That's nice. Wanna show me what you're drawing?" He ask.
Ryan purses his lips. "Y-yeah." He says. Handing his sketch book to the man.
Dallon looks through it. Seeing little doodles of Brendon's dogs.
"That looks wonderful,Ryan." He says. Giving it back to the little.
"Th-thank you D-Dallon..." Ryan says.

Brendon wondered why Dallon was taking so long. He looks at Spencer. "Don't look at me like that. You can go find him." Spencer says.
"Go find Ryan, whilst I find Dallon." Brendon says. Spencer sighs. Following Brendon out the dining room. "You act like Dallon is gonna do anything to him." Spencer says.
"Well we never know." Brendon says.
The two ended up in the living room. Watching Dallon and Ryan talking.

Ryan seemed fine, yet very nervous around the man. He reminded him of his old Daddy. Tall, dark hair. The eyes were different. Soft tone of voice as well. He didn't want to talk to Dallon more but Brendon had taught him that it's rude to ignore people. He sees Brendon. Going up and running to him. Clinging to him.
Brendon picks up Ryan. "Dallon what'd you do?" He ask.
"I didn't do anything, he was showing me his drawings." Dallon says. Not understanding what he did wrong.
"Well what'd you say to him?" Brendon ask. Holding a shaking Ryan in his arms.
"I was just praising him on his drawings." Dallon says. Looking at the small boy in Brendon's arms. He frowns. He shakes his head. "Im sorry if I upset him." He says.

Brendon nods. "It's bedtime for Ryan anyways." He says. Carrying Ryan up the stairs. "G'night Ryan." Dallon says. Staying on the couch.
"N-night Dallon..." Ryan mumbles. Hiding his face in Brendon's chest.

Brendon gets Ryan changed. Putting him in his bed. "Wanna tell me what happened with Dallon?" Brendon ask.
Ryan shrugs. "H-he's a lot like him..." he says. Him meaning the last guy.
"Oh. But he's not like him. Trust me. Get to sleep alright? I'll be downstairs." Brendon says. Tucking Ryan in.
"Okay...n-night Brenny..." Ryan says.
"Night Ryro. I'll see you in the morning." Brendon says. Turning on the night light and giving him his stuffed puppy. He left the room. Leaving the door open a crack. He leaves the room. Heading down with everyone else.

Ryan got out of bed. Turning on the radio to play his favorite CD then he went back to bed and soon fell asleep.