Omegle //ryden

let's do brendon's p.o.v.

Brendon was already at the mall sitting at the food court, using the wifi of course. He pouted a bit at Ryan's text, but choose to leave it on read because he didn't want him to take any moment longer to come and see him.

He was glad to at least have put on some foundation to cover up the zits that had decided to just come to the party, that is his face, uninvited. His lips were slightly shiny from his chapstick that he made sure tasted good.

As he glanced up to see if he saw Ryan before he'd be caught off guard by the older's appearance there was a cough behind him.

"Excuse me..." the smooth familiar voice spoke. "Are you Brendon? Sorry to interupt you if you aren't...I'm just uh...meeting someone."
Brendon's plump lips curled in a smile as he reached up and hugged without hesitation.

"I take that as a yes." The taller chuckled, awkwardly hugging back.
Brendon giggled as he pulled back and pecked Ryan's cheek. "It's so nice to finally get to hug you in person!!" He squealed maybe a little too high pitched. He was just overjoyed. Ryan was a literally babe.
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Brendon gushed and gushed about how well Ryan looked which was getting him a flustered, pink cheeked man. He adored it all the more.
His hyper active side was prominent and surprisingly the other wasn't complaining, in fact he seemed to enjoy it. He could swear he saw a gleam of adoration in his soft brown eyes which only made the boy even more thrilled.

They'd talked (well mostly Brendon) for about a good hour before slowly coming to too long of awkward silences.

"Eh I'm sorry to do this..." Ryan's lips were turning down. "I've got to run...my friend Spence needs me I guess.." he sighs feeling a little bad.

Brendon waved him off. "Oh, no no it's totally fine! We can meet another time I'm sure."

Author note: I apologize for this garbage...I don't even know if I should write this anymore lol...I guess like comment if you actually do wanna have this continue because I'm feeling like I'm wasting energy adding to this