fuck me through the phone ; ryden

10:30 pm

ryro: thanks for driving me home

bden: it was no problem
bden: thanks for the cigarette

ryro: yeah
ryro: is getting yelled at be my mum thinks i'm smoking
ryro: so you better appreciate that thing

bden: believe me i will
bden: want your knight in shinning armour to come save you?

ryro: what in your mums mini van?
ryro: no thanks

bden: don't get all rude
bden: we were making out not even an hour ago

ryro: yes and now i'm getting yelled at

bden: why don't you just tell her it wasn't you

ryro: wow
ryro: problem solved
ryro: i never thought of doing that
ryro: you're a genius

bden: okay don't get rude

ryro: what?
ryro: you gonna punish me?

bden: you know i would
bden: so don't test me

ryro: yeah you would

bden: exactly
bden: but seriously
bden: want me to get you?

ryro: i'll be fine
ryro: she just doesn't many me to go down the wrong path and stuff

bden: darn
bden: tbh i wanted an excuse to see you but you've gotta act like that |
bden: i'm sending you a hint you should take it
bden: do you want me to come get you?

ryro: do you want to come get me

bden: if you get me another cig

ryro: piss off

bden: i'm pulling your leg
bden: and your dick

ryro: you're gross
ryro: don't come get me
ryro: ever again

bden: awe
bden: :(

ryro: nvm
ryro: come get me.

bden: on my way.

brendon grabbed his keys and basically sprinted to his car when he got those two texts from ryan, something was wrong. he started his car and looked at the adress he got a day or two ago, trying to get to ryan's as fast as possible. brendon thought silently to himself, he thought about how he's literally bending over backwards for this boy that he knew for only two or three weeks and he was in his car, driving to his house; to get him; at almost 11 at night. the tall boy with soft and silky hair turned to the side of the road as he neared ryan's house.

he jumped out of his truck and went to ryan's house, knocking on the door only for it to open not even seconds later. brendon felt a weight impact with his chest, knocking the air out his lungs for a moment. once he heard the soft cries coming from the boy that was holding onto him he immediately wrapped his arms around ryan's shoulders.

ryan cried into brendon's chest, his own heaving and shaking at the words his best friend had yelled at him through the phone half an hour ago. he listened to brendon whisper in his ear, shushing his cries trying to calm him. brendon's hand travelling up and down his back, the other hand running through ryan's curly hair.

ryan felt himself slowly calm down as brendon moved them to the bench that sat on ryan's porch, brendon held ryan's cheek as his breath shuttered and the taller boys heart broke at the sight. he hair was messy and his cheeks were red with tears stained into them, his eyes where glazed over with a coat of sadness and confusion; and his lips were red from chewing on them trying to keep in his cries.

"what happened love?" brendon asked quietly as he brushed away a few tears with the pad of his thumb. ryan closed his eyes and spoke quietly doubting himself before he let any words out.

"it's dumb, i'm sorry." ryan whispered, rubbing his eyes with the sleeves of his sweater, he looked like a toddler that was tired. brendon held back from cooing at him as he watched him hold back more tears.
"it's not dumb, your crying. now tell me, please." brendon persisted, he wanted to know why his boy was crying and how he could help. ryan looked at brendon's concerned eyes and nodded quickly. he shoved the words out of his mouth no matter how dumb he felt about crying over them.
"dallon called me a whore"