Affection, Adoration, and Infatuation {Ryden}

fluffy and cute and gay bc that's a big mood and im emo af fuck

"Thank fuck that school's finally out, I would have killed myself into if I had to suffer through anything else today." Ryan groaned as he got into my car and I nodded, agreeing with the boy. Today's been a mess and I haven't liked one single part about it except for when Ryan texted me about smoking, that was probably the only good part. Therefore, I couldn't agree more with his statement.

As soon as I pulled up to the house I grabbed Ryan's hand and we walked up to the front door together. I fiddled with the keys for a moment before successfully unlocking the door. We both did our routinely throwing of our bags some place that we deemed nice before going to the couch. As soon as we sat down Ryan got right back up and I groaned for a second before realizing that he was grabbing the stuff from his bookbag and dear lord, how did I not smell it earlier? It immediately filled the house with the sweetish smell.

"How did no one realize your locker was filled with paraphernalia all day?" I joked and he just giggled at me and continued searching through his bookbag for the rest of what he needed. As soon as he had everything he just bopped his way over to the couch and sat in front of me. "Where did you even get something like this to smoke out of?" I questioned as I picked up the glass pipe that he had and examined it in my hands. It was different shades of blue with an octopus wrapped around it.

"Well there's this really sketchy gas station near Taco Bell that sells 'tobacco products' and you have to be eighteen to buy said tobacco products. And guess who's eighteen?" He laughed and shimmied his shoulders. "Plus I thought it was pretty." He blushed and I shook my head at him smiling affectionately.

He gently grabbed the piece from my hand and started packing it. "I didn't know you smoked." I thought aloud.

"Yeah," he shrugged. "I have since I was fifteen. I didn't know you smoked either. You don't seem like the type to." He finished packing it and took a hit before passing it to me.

I mimicked his actions and passed it back to him before exhaling the cloud of white and shrugging. "I used to, but Dallon didn't like it, so I stopped. Plus I had to stop so I could teach. They said they don't really do drug tests but it's required when you first get the job."

"Fuck Dallon. He seems like a controlling jerk." I nodded at his words. I had to agree, Dallon was very, very controlling and although sometimes he had the best intentions, it didn't feel that way.

We continued passing the piece back and forth for awhile until we started feeling it set in.

One of the cats came up and jumped on Ryan as he was in the middle of taking a hit and he burst out into coughs while I just sat there giggling at him. I grabbed the cat from where she was perched on Ryan and held her in my arms contently while she purred. "You good?" I asked eventually once the coughing died down.

"Cucumber tried to murder me." He said sadly. I set the cat down and she bopped away from us.

"You're a dork." I giggled and wrapped my arms around him. "You'll be okay, sweetheart. You're not going to die."

"Are you sure? Because I don't wanna die. My lungs are almost dead, Bren. I was almost taken out... speaking of taken out.. take out sounds good. We should get some take out or something."

"What do you want?" I asked, ready to order food if we needed to.

"Olive sticks from Bread Garden." He responded back, causing me to giggle and him to quirk an eyebrow at me in slight confusion.

"Olive sticks. From Bread Garden? Oh, Ry..." I laughed and shook my head.

"What? Don't bully me." He pouted and leaned slightly away from me.

"I'm not bullying you." I pouted back, mocking him while shifting closer to him.

"That's a lie, sir." He crossed his arms and turned completely away from me.

"Awe, come on, you know that I only bully you with my utmost love and adoration." I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him into me, causing him to giggle and squirm.

"I know." He whispered with a small smile once he was closer to me. Unexpectedly, he kissed the tip of my nose, followed by a 'boop' noise from him. I wrinkled my nose at him and pulled back, making him giggle even more. "What was that for?"

"Ya know, cause you're kinda cute and stuff." He shrugged, yet still had a bright smile on his face that lit up his eyes and made me melt inside.

"I'm the cute one? Pfft. Have you seen you? Cause dear lord, this right here," I booped his nose back. "Is the cutest thing I've ever laid my eyes on."

He blushed and hid his face in my neck, shaking his head. "Nuh uh." He muttered, but I could feel him smile into my skin.

"Yuh huh. The absolute cutest and most adorable thing out there." I planted a kiss on his head and then proceeded to attack him with more kisses while he broke out into more giggles.

"Stop." He groaned, dragging out the word.

"Only if I can see that cute face of yours and get a kiss."

"If you insist." He groaned again, rolling his eyes as if it were such a big hassle. He pecked my lips quickly then smiled at me innocently. "What?"

I squinted my eyes at him with a 'you know what' look and pouted. He eventually rolled his eyes again and leaned over and kissed me, actually kissed me, this time. He involuntarily let out a soft moan when I brought my hands up to his hair and pulled slightly.

He pulled away to look at me after a moment or two and I pouted at the air but he brought his hands up to my face, clearing it of the pout I had seconds ago. I leaned into his caress and smiled slightly. "I love you, Bren." He whispered softly and wrapped his arms around my neck, hugging me, showing me he really meant it.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, returning the gesture and muttered back a soft 'love you too', staying in his hold and just taking in the moment. I didn't care about anything else besides him and I, content with the world and how everything was going.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, curled up on the couch. I couldn't stop the little flippy thing my stomach was doing, but I went with it.

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cute chapter bc it's almost valentines day and im feelin that lovey dovey gay shit