The Liar From Hell (Shyan) [Completed]

Late

Against his better judgement, Ryan forgave Shane. After all, he did love him. They were able to get their bfu job back (it was the most popular content that Buzzfeed had ever put out), and they had been living together in Ryan's apartment for the last two months. Ryan had everything he had ever wanted. His show was doing great, and he got to work and live with the man he loved everyday. Everything was going great. Until it wasn't.

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Ryan had left work early that morning. He kissed Shane on the forehead, explaining that he had to go to the office early to finish editing their most recent video. Shane acknowledged him with a groan, rolling over to go back to sleep. The last sound he heard before drifting back off to sleep was the sound of the front door shutting.

An hour, Shane woke up with a stretch. He scratched at the stubble on his jaw, sitting up. Looking at his phone, he saw that he woke up half an hour earlier than usual. He decided that he'd stop and get Ryan some breakfast with his extra time, because he knew that his boyfriend definitely hadn't remembered to eat this morning. He rarely does, even when he doesn't have to leave early. Shane didn't mind though, because he like reminding Ryan to eat. It felt like he was taking care of him in a way.

Shane decided on going to the coffee shop near the office as it was the most convenient plan he could come up with. He went into the bathroom, stripping off his clothes and getting in the shower. As he ran his fingers through his hair, he smiled at just the thought of getting to see Ryan soon.

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A half hour later, Shane was showered, dressed, and halfway to the coffee shop. Once he arrived, he groaned at the realization that the parking lot was full. He parallel parked in a spot across the street instead. He crossed the street and went into the coffee shop, his phone buzzing in his pocket as he got in. He stood in line, pulling his phone out and checking the screen.

=Ryan: Hey, you coming in soon?=

A smile spread across Shane's face, and he quickly typed out his answer.

=Shane: Why, miss me?=

Within a minute, another buzz.

=Ryan: Shut, up nerd. And yeah, I do, so hurry up.=

=Shane: Ouch, hurtful. Be there soon :) =

Shane put his phone back into his pocket, getting to the front of the line. He ordered two bagels and two small coffees, handing the cashier his credit card. When everything was ready, he thanked the barista and headed back out to his car.

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An important note about demons living in the human world: they're immortal. Well, usually. They can't usually die the same way humans can, so they don't take the same precautions. They don't have to worry about how much they drink or smoke, so they take as many shots and smoke as many cigarettes as they want. They don't have to worry about someone breaking into their house and harming them, so sometimes they don't worry about locking their doors. And most of them don't have to worry about getting hit by a car and dying, so most of them don't look both ways before crossing the street coming out of a coffee shop. But there are some demons that aren't immortal anymore. And most of them don't remember. Not until it's too late.