Finding Yourself Again

Chapter 20

"Ok, what the hell?" Spencer griped. "You guys don't have that much stuff, but what you do have weighs like a million pounds!" Spencer was helping the guys move their things in to the house.

Ryan laughed as he and Brendon sat down the pieces to their bed frame. "Dude, you have more muscle than me and Bren put together! I would have thought you'd be on top of it, no problem!"

Spencer gave Ryan a withering stare. "Yeah, maybe the first 20 trips!"

It was Brendon's turn to laugh. "Awww, we're sorry Spence. You're seriously a huge help. You always are. We'll reward you with pizza and beer?"

Spencer's face softened a bit. "Well, since there's payment involved..." Then he started cracking up.

Ryan rolled his eyes and laughed. "Whatever, dude. But for real, thank you for helping us."

Spencer smiled, genuinely this time. "Seriously, do you guys not know how happy I am for you? You both got your shit together, and once you did, found your way back to one another. I've honestly never seen two people who belong together more than you guys."

Ryan and Brendon smiled shyly at one another. Then Ryan slipped his arm around Brendon's shoulders while Brendon slid his around Ryan's waist. "You were a big part of that, you know," Ryan said. "You looked out for both of us, and helped us reconnect at the right time. We'll never be able to thank you enough."

"Well, that's ok. You can keep trying and worship me from afar in the meantime," Spencer said in faux innocence.

"Oh my God," Brendon laughed. "We better get the rest of our crap in before the bullshit gets so deep in here that we can't walk anymore." Both Ryan and Spencer lost it over that one.

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Later that evening, after they'd gotten everything into the house, and gotten some basics like their bed and TV set up, the couple decided to call it a night. They were both tired with aching muscles from carrying so many things that day, so they decided to have their first bath together in their huge soaker tub.

While Brendon went off in search of their towels in the moving boxes, Ryan headed in and started the water running, and lit several vanilla candles. The room looked and felt warm and romantic, and smelled amazing. He stripped down to his boxers and checked to make sure the water was a perfect temperature. He wanted to make the remainder of the evening romantic and drench his husband in love and attention for their first night in their home.

A couple of minutes later, Brendon came into the bathroom, and took in the scene Ryan had set with a soft look of surprise. He smiled, walking up to Ryan and sliding his arms around his waist, nuzzling into his neck. "Wow, Ry...this is so nice."

Ryan snuggled into him. "I just wanted to celebrate our first night in our new home, baby. Just let me take care of you and help you relax," he said softly as he pressed a kiss against Brendon's neck.

Brendon looked up, smiling and nodded as he caught Ryan's lips with his softly. Ryan gently pushed him back by the shoulders, then began to undress him. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and off, then pressed a kiss to his cheek. Then he unbuckled and unzipped his pants, then knelt down and slowly removed his jeans, followed by his socks. Finally, he trailed his hands up his legs gently and slid his fingers under his boxer briefs and slid them down his legs. Every move he made was designed to show the love and care he wanted to give to Brendon.

Ryan stood back up and engulfed Brendon in another embrace, just breathing him in, his scent being the most relaxing thing in the world to him. Brendon wrapped arms around him, and gently ran his hands from his shoulder blades down to his waist. It was his turn to tuck fingers under the waistband of Ryan's boxers and work them down his hips until they felt to the floor, and he stepped out of them.