Shyan One-Shots

• New Year •

Ryan Bergara was an amateur when it came to love. He had dated a few girls who left him for no good reason. He had dated guys that, in the end, only wanted him for his body. This year of love sucked for Ryan Bergara.

"Cheer up, Ry! I'm sure the new year will be better."

Shane Madej, best friend of Ryan and current host of the New Years party.

"No Shane, you don't get it. If I'm awful at love now, I won't be any better come tomorrow." Ryan says, slumping down in his chair.

Shane sighed and pulled him up from his depressing state. "It's almost midnight, quit sulking and let's join the others."

They walked into Shane's living room full of their friends and colleagues. "The ball is about to drop!" One of the coworkers said as they all gathered around the tv to watch.

Ten...

Nine....

Eight.....

"No one to hold close and kiss at twelve."

Seven....

Six.....

"Shut up, Ryan."

Five....

Four.....

Three......

"Sorry that I wish I had someone to kiss."

Two.....

"For god's sake."

One!

Shane grabbed Ryan by the collar of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. Ryan was flabbergasted but responded all too quickly to the kiss. He gently cupped Shane's face with his hand, losing the other one in the boy's messy brown hair. Shane's hands were placed gingerly on the shorter's waist, pulling him slightly closer.

A synchronized "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" was heard from the small group, pulling Shane and Ryan back into reality.

They slowly separated from the kiss and took a moment to themselves, to fully understand what just happened. They stayed standing in the same spot as Ryan stood on his tippy toes and gave Shane a gentle but quick kiss.

"Happy New Year, Shane."

"Happy New Year, Ryan."

A/N: I know it's pretty short, but strap in because this is just the beginning, baby!!