It was the next morning. Brendon hesitantly opened his eyes. He slowly sat up. He looked over and saw that Ryan slept in his bed. He smiled. He was happy. He was in love, and his love loved him. It was a dream. Nothing could be better than this.
Brendon slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Ryan, and went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Pancakes seemed good, so Brendon got out a recipe. Then he got everything out, measured everything, and put everything together. The stove was warmed up by now and Brendon was cooking them.
Ryan had woke up. He sat up smiled. He then smelled an amazing smell. It was like a sweet bread smell. It smelled absolutely delicious. He quietly walked to the kitchen and put his arms around Brendon's waist. Brendon blushed and smiled.
"How did you sleep, baby?" Brendon asked.
"Awesome. Especially since you were there."
Brendon blushed even more. How was that possible? Just the presence of someone can make another being so happy and uplifted. The world is a wonder. Love is a wonder. Ryan knew Brendon liked that. He slowly let go of Brendon so he could work. They both dreaded it. Ryan went and sat down in a chair, watching Brendon.
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How could he love someone that much? If someone were to hurt Brendon, Ryan would show no mercy in doing worse to that person. Love is that strong. Why? No one knows. It can just take over your body and you are just left spectating. Nothing can overpower it. It's like you are paralyzed. And no matter how many times they hurt you, you still sell your heart to them. It's absolutely crazy.
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Brendon finished cooking and brought the plate over to Ryan. He got out syrup and berries to go with the pancakes.
"Take whatever you want, Ry," Brendon told Ryan, quickly kissing his forehead.
"If you say so, Bren."
They both blushed. Brendon was so kind to Ryan. Ryan was so loving to Brendon. They were a perfect match. Everything they did was like a puzzle. It matched everything else perfectly, it just clicked.
They enjoyed their breakfast and laughed at each other's jokes. They smiled just looking at each other. This continued all day long. They moved from room to room, just talking about everything there was to talk about. It was an uneventful day, but amazing nonetheless.
Brendon then got out the wine. They were still talking, and they were drinking wine. They eventually got drunk from drinking all of the wine. They started to stumble down the hallway to go to sleep. They finally got to the bed, and Brendon fell on top of Ryan. They both felt a pull toward each other. Brendon kissed Ryan. They made out for ten straight minutes, then they undressed each other.
While enjoying every minute of everything, Brendon took things farther. Ryan did everything Brendon told him to. Ryan had never done this before, so he was even more submissive than he normally would be. Brendon took control of the situation and didn't show that he had never done this either.
After they finished, they cleaned up and went to bed.
"Good night, Ry."
"Good night, Bren."
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Ryden: A Story Of Love (Brendon Urie and Ryan Ross)
Fanfiction"I don't know how I'm going to tell all the fans I have to stop making music. Please help me, Ryan," said Brendon with fear. Instead of responding, Ryan just stared at Brendon with a blank look. "Please!" Brendon pleaded. Ryan still just stared. Bre...