fuck me through the phone ; ryden

11:45pm

brendon felt anger bubble at the bottom of his chest, watching ryan burst into another sob. ryan's small body shook with his cries and brendon brought him into his arms, keeping him close to his chest, "i know that it's stupid to cry about it- a-and i know i shouldn't listen to him, but-but he's my best friend, you know?" brendon nodded as ryan half onto brendon's elbows and brendon did the same.

"why... why did he?" brendon trailed off looking for a reason as to why he called ryan that, as of what brendon knew he barely shared kisses with people. "i- i said that- i told him that we kissed and stuff and he got mad, started yelling and stuff. i didn't like it be. " he cried again, hugging brendon lightly, keeping his head on brendon's chest as he continued, "he started saying i was a bad friend because i knew he liked you, and- and then he called me a whore!"

brendon couldn't help but hold tighter onto ryan, his blood was boiling he swore, the next time he sees dallon he's kicking the shit out of him. he hated seeing ryan such a mess, "baby, take deep breaths for me okay?" ryan nodded at brendon's command, subconsciously wanting to please brendon. ryan let air pass through his lungs, the action calmed his nerves slightly and his shaking was barely noticeable.

"i'm such a bad friend! he said that because i was talking to you and i literally called you over-" ryan was about to let out another sob, but held his breath knowing brendon wanted him to stop crying. ryan held tighter to brendon trying his best for the tall boy with milky skin. "what am i gonna do?" ryan choked out leaning back and looking into brendon's chocolate eyes, looking for something in his eyes.

"i'm gonna beat his ass." brendon said quietly and watched as ryan's face lit up with amusement, releasing a small giggle. brendon looked at ryan's cute smile on his cute face, making brendon smile aswell. ryan smiled through his tears and giggled at brendon's statement, it wasn't very funny but the idea of his brendon, tall and lanky, beating up dallon, the muscular soccer player.

brendon didn't know why ryan was laughing, but ryan was covering his mouth with his sweater sleeves and brendon just wanted to scoop him up in his lap and watch him smile all day. brendon cupped ryan's smiling face and looked at him for a moment, "i like you ryan, i think i'll keep you around." brendon joked watching ryan crack a toothy grin, looking him in the eyes he smiled back.
"good, cuz you're stuck with me." ryan spoke back, voice a little hoarse from crying, but ryan had now long forgotten why he was crying and was focusing on brendon's beautiful face with his obnoxious forhead that he was resting his own on.

ryan's mother may or may not have been staring at the two from the window, a watery smile on her face as she watched her son giggle along with this boy that her own heart swelled for.