Ryan walked into he and Brendon's shared apartment, slamming the door behind him.
Brendon, who was sat on the couch, furrowed his eyebrows. "What's wrong, love?" He asked.
"My fucking boss is being an asshole again. I can't stand any of his bullshit." Ryan retorted, throwing his backpack onto the loveseat.
Brendon sighed and got up. "come here, ry. You need to relax."
Ryan groaned and walked over to Brendon, his head down. Brendon smiled and wrapped his arms around the older boy, pulling him into a comforting hug. "There's no need to be so fired up, love. Let's get you into something more comfortable than that suit and we can binge watch cliché romance movies, k?"
Ryan smiled and loosened himself from Brendon's grip. "You really do know how to make me smile, Bee."
Brendon placed a soft kiss on Ryan's forehead. "That's because I love you."
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The two boys laid on their stomachs atop of their king-sized bed, a few blankets on top of them.
"What do you wanna watch, Ry? Anything you want."
Ryan leaned his head against Brendon's shoulder. "You know I'm a sucker for Mean Girls."
Brendon chuckled. "God, I love you Ryan."
Ryan smiled. "I love you too, Bee."
