~Brallon~ What About Me?!

Gay.

~Brendon's POV~

"You ready guys?" I ask while straightening my tie.

"Let's do this, don't fuck up or else I'll shove me dick up your ass," I joke before we head out on stage.

The fans roar as we enter onto the stage, I look over at Ryan and smirk.

This is going to be fun...

~Middle Of The Show~

I walk over to Ryan as we sing I Write Sins Not Tragedies, I place one hand on the back of his neck, I take a step closer, I stare him in the eye, he stares back, my lips move as I sing the words. I quickly kiss him and continue singing.

Throughout the show I give the Ryden fans what they want, I would kiss him on the cheek, go down on my knees and grab onto his pant leg, thrust my hips towards him.

The show went really well.

After the show I feel a bit sad. It's hard to describe... it always feels like somethings... missing.

Or someone.

Probably not a person...

I mean, I would love to have- well actually. Nah, Pete can stay with Patrick.

Pete would probably fuck up my band and make a beautiful mistake but it could be a terrible mistake.

Anyways- back to what's missing. I've had this feeling ever since I moved to Las Vegas.

But after the shows it's just... I just feel empty. I wish I could just sit and talk with my fans for hours, they're so interesting... one time someone held up a sign saying I'M STRAIGHT FOR BRENDON URIE! I'm gay for Ryan. Then again I'm Pan, which means I'm not fully gay.

But I could be considered gay- stop rambling Brendon!

I wonder who I got my ramble from.

I mean like, my parents ramble quite a bit... then again... they don't. You know, I'm going to stop and go cuddle with Ryan.

"RYYYYAN! I'm bored!"

A/N this hurts to write, I miss you Dallon. I really do. Join my book soon, please I fucking beg u Dally.

"Well what do you want me to do about it?" Ryan asks while putting his guitar away.

"Cuddle me or else I'll snap your guitars neck," I threaten sassily. Ryan rolls his eyes and nods. I take off my shirt.

"Wait- did you put on deodorant this time?" Ryan asks.

I nod.

"Speak, I don't believe you when you nod..." Ryan says.

"Yes, before and after the show babe. I know how much you hate when I don't use it. Ryan smiles, we lie down on the couch together. We both lay on the couch facing the door. I wrap my arms around his waist, I nuzzle my nose into the back of his neck.

"You're such a soft boy..." I mumble.

"Thanks..." Ryan says sheepishly. I hum in response.

We stay like that until Spencer enters the room.

"What do you want Spence," I whine out.

"We should get on the road, next stop, Canada."

"Fuck... heard they have shitty potholes." I say while sitting up.

A/N yes we do like wtf

"Suck it up," I snicker a bit, Ryan knows what I'm laughing at so he hits me.

"Hey!" I whine. I shove him off the couch, he lets out a yelp. He gets up and slaps me.

"CHILD ABUSE!" Ryan face palms.

"Come on. Let's back up our things and go." I pout and get off the couch. I grab my shirt and slip it on.

We head to our bus. I honestly wish it was a school bus.

I don't think I've ever taken the bus. Either walked or got drove. Maybe I did in kindergarten or something- Wait.

Whoops, raised by wolves. Started school in grade.... eleven? I remember failing twelve. That was not fun.

But hey look Ma I made it.

We enter the bus and I head to the bedroom thingy thing. I climb onto the top bunk and groan.

"We get a two day break, fuck yeah," I mumble quietly.

"Alright fuckers. I'm going to sleep," I manage to take off my shirt and slip off my jeans.

I hide under the blankets and let sleep take over.

~The Very Next Day~

"Bren, hey Bren, wake up," I groan and pull the blanket over my head.

"Babe, come on," I whine and shake my head no.

"Come on you lazy fuck, you and I are going to the park, we haven't gotten to be alone yet," Ryan complains.

"Fine..." I murmur.

"Be ready in five minutes! Oh my god, Bren, I forgot to tell you, it's snowing! And fuck, it's cold," I nod. I sit up in my bunk.

"Can 'ou get m... my cloth?"

"Can 'ou used words?" I flip him off.

"I'm not going to-"

"Can you get my clothes," Ryan fake gasps. "Why yes! Yes I can!"

He grabs a black shirt for me and jeans, I lazily change into them.

"Socks."

Ryan throws a pair of socks at me. I put them down and jump off my bunk.

"SPENCER, JON, RYAN AND I ARE HEADING OUT!" I shout loudly.

Ryan and I put on our jackets. Thank the lord Ryan convinced me to bring my boots.

We head outside. Somehow Ryan knew where to go so he leads me to the park.

"C-Can I... can I hold you hand?" Ryan asks. I stop and look at him.

"Why're you asking?" Ryan blushes.

"I-I don't know... I don't know if you're comfortable-"

"Ryan, babe, I could be sucking your dick in public and I'd be comfortable, don't be scared," he chuckles softly. I grab his hand hand stick my other in my pocket.

I look over at Ryan as we walk.

He's so beautiful. The way the snow lands in his hair.

"Remember the time, when you told me you loved me in the snow?" I ask.

"Yeah? Of course I remember."

"You're so beautiful Ryro, the snow and you are so pretty together.

A/N bAcK iN 2009

We walk in a peaceful silence. Suddenly I see a very tall male standing there. He stares at me. I stare back.

He looks so fucking familiar.

The man opens his mouth, he was about to speak, he turns around and storms off.

I wonder what that was about.

A/N ;;;;))))) hhehehehehhqahahahha I wonder who that was 😏