(Ryan's p.o.v)
I made some t.v dinners, no big deal. We now are eating away at our spaghetti and meatballs at our new little table with two chairs. Perfect for two.
"So how was work babe?" I ask Brendon. I feel like a real couple, it's crazy, and we aren't even adults yet, well not full adults anyway.
"Boring as usual. How about yours?" He says after he swallows a meatball. I bit my lip and shove my food around with my fork. Should I tell him now? I don't want to ruin his good mood.
"Well, it's kind of bad." This makes him look you from his plate.
"Why?" He asks with concern.
"It's really bad, it can mess with your job." I try not to reveal too much. "Can we just talk about it after dinner?" I sigh. He purses his lips.
"Of course." He continues then eats his food. I'm not really that hungry anymore, just thinking about school again makes me want to die. The bullies. I am a bully magnet, imagine me in a Catholic school. Dead.
Brendon finishes before me and puts the container in the trashcan and then comes back to the table, scooting his chair to the other side. He set it right next to mine and he sat on it.
"Your not eating. It must be really bad." He say quietly. He knows me so well. He picks up my fork, stabs a meatball, and tries to shove it in my mouth. He tries to push the meatball past my lips, "Bren-what are you-" I try to say but he is forcing it against my damn mouth.
"Eaaattt!" He drags and continues to do this but I don't budge. I finally give up and open my mouth, it slids in and I bite it off the fork. He climbs onto my chair, in my lap and straddling my hips.
"Happy?" I mutter. He smiles widely and kisses the corner of my mouth. "Very" He kisses the other corner of my lips. "You got some sauce on your face. Need some help?" He offers with a mischievous grin. I roll my eyes and smirk.
He licks around my mouth, kissing it open-mouthed. "You taste so good Ry," He moans. I close my eyes and enjoy the moments of Brendon Urie licking spaghetti sauce off my face.
He licks my lips and my eyes shot open. "You have some sauce there" He moved back to my lips and licks them. I think we are kissing now because I'm moving with him.
I grin and he pulls away, kissing my nose afterwards.
"So are you going to tell me now?" Brendon pouts. I get up with him still clinging around me and move to the couch. I plop down with him still in my arms.
"I'm just going to be straight forward. We have to go back to school." I say in a serious tone. This cause Brendon to immediately jerk up and look at me.
"What? No we don't." He says quickly. I nod.
"If we don't, they will call the authorities on us. We have to go to the stupid Catholic school for two months." I let out. I sigh.
He clings onto my shirt with fists, "I don't want too, I can't bear to leave you alone while I'm at work, how I am expected to feel when your left alone with cruel teenagers without me there for a little bit?" His voice cracks. "Ryan, they are Catholics. We would get burned to the stake there." That causes a little chuckle out of me.
"Two months." I sigh.
"We can't afford it either. Stress levels will be too high. We can't." Brendon tries to push on, not wanting to go back. I couldn't agree more.
"I know but Bren, do you really want the authorities to come find us and take us back to our 'families'. Leaving the apartment behind." I say in a reasonable way. He sighs.
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Troubled Soul (ryden fanfic)
FanfictionRyan is the new kid at his school, and he doesn't fit in quite well. He is quiet, shy, helpless kind of guy. He doesn't have any friends either so that makes matters ten times worse since he's a bully magnet. Ryan has a bunch of problems at home, in...
