A night you'll never forget [Ryden]

Jesus Christ, Spencer

Ryan still thought about Brendon once in a while. Maybe more than once in a while. They had been broken up for months when Ryan moved away for college with Spencer, and he thought it would help him get over it, and it did a bit. But then there was this one faithful evening on which Spencer seemed a bit off. He sat at his desk working on something for university when he turned around and looked at Ryan. Sensing something is wrong by the way Spencer had been tense all night Ryan got nervous. "What's up?", he asked and put his phone down onto the bed he was lying in. The other boy seemed at a loss for words, but started stuttering anyway: "So... I've been texting... your Ex". Ryan rolled his eyes "you can say his name Spencer, he is not Voldemort. You've been talking to Brendon, so? You're friends, you're allowed to talk to him.", he gave back, but his roommate still seemed tense. "Well... I told him he could come and visit me", he said, not looking into Ryan's eyes. The other boy shrugged "It's okay, you're literally best friends. I don't mind". Ryan knew Spencer wouldn't believe him, but it's not like he had a choice. Of course it would be hard for him to see Brendon, but Spencer had every right to invite his friend over into the dorm. "So, when's he coming?", Ryan asked Spencer. Friday. Brendon was coming on Friday.

Friday came way too fast for Ryan's taste, even though he didn't really sleep well since Spencer and his talk about his Ex-Boyfriend. Nervously, he stood up on Friday morning and got ready quietly, so he would hear a potential knock. When it came, Ryan was done getting ready for the day and came out of the bathroom to see Spencer opening the door. And there he stood. Brendon Urie. He looked just as handsome as he had the last time Ryan had seen him, but he had gotten a haircut and it made him look even better. He was wearing skinny jeans and a sweater which looked like Beyoncé merchandise. All in all, he looked amazing. While trying not to stare, Ryan watched Spencer greet and hug him before giving him a short nod. "Brendon", he said shortly, before sitting down in frontof his desk to read. Brendon smiled awkwardly and gave him a "hey, Ryan" back before he sat down with Spencer and they started talking about work, college, and everything else they could think of. Of course Ryan couldn't focus on his book with his Ex-Boyfriend happily chatting away behind him, so he was rather pretending to read than actually reading, but he didn't know what else to do without becoming an awkward mess. At some point, Spencer announced that he and Brendon were getting coffee and left with his guest, leaving Ryan behind. He took the tension with him, but left the heavy feeling in Ryan's chest.

Spencer sat down and handed Brendon his coffee. "Brendon", he said, looking at his friend sternly. "We have to do something about this thing with you and Ryan.". Brendon frowned at him "What do you mean?" – "You're obviously missing him, don't even try to deny it. And so is he, even though he is in denial. So were doing something about it. I won't accept a no.", Spencer explained, to a sighing Brendon. "And what do you exactly plan to do? Last time I checked in Ryan was barely talking to me.", he asked, annoyed. Spencer grinned. "Oh, I have a plan."

"We're doing what?!", Ryan asked, looking at Spencer in disbelief. "Going out!", his roommate replied cheerily "Getting drunk!". Spencer must have known that he won't feel like going out, that annoying piece of shit, Ryan thought. But his best friend seemed set on the idea. After a while of protesting, Ryan gave in. While he knew he'd be a killjoy all night, he could at least get drunk and spending a night with Brendon drunk sounded better than spending a night sober with Brendon sleeping on the floor next to him. What Ryan also didn't understand was how Brendon seemed to think this was a good idea too, but he knew Spencer would neither answer his questions nor stop bugging him. Spencer dug a half-drunken bottle of vodka and a few beers out of his wardrobe and opened three beers, passing two of them to his friends. "Let's go", he half-yelled, grinning.