on the ride back to la, shane sleeps in the backseat, laid across the backseat with all the camera equipment in the floor of the passenger seat. ten minutes in, he's already asleep.
ryan glances back at him halfway through the ride before looking back at the road, trying his best not to crash. when the traffic finally catches up to their car, he takes the time to plug in his phone, and clicks play on one of his many playlists.
twenty percent cooler starts playing in the car and he grins, lip syncing along as he drums his fingers on the wheel. he turns the volume down when he remembers that someone is sleeping in the back behind him.
he continues lip syncing all the songs that come on during the drive to la (or really, a hotel that's eight hours away).
he only lowers the volume of his music more when he hears a groan come from the back during cool patrol.
he glances back before returning to the practice he's doing of not crashing.
when shane wakes up, he insists on listening to his 'music', which is just their buzzfeed unsolved episodes, except you can only hear them talking.
"i'm bored. sue me."
"yes, i would like to sue shane madej for being a total asshole for one hundred grand please."
"hi, that is not possible because he's already sued you."
shane blinked, his yes turning black before turning regular again.
not before ryan saw, but he didn't say a word, just thought that it was a trick of the eye.
and maybe it was.
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DEMONS.
Fanfiction[completed] in which shane is a demon, ryan doesn't know, and shane doesn't want him to know.
