I like you // Ryllon texting au

eight

Dallon wakes up to Ryan shivering and whimpering slightly. No, he's not shivering, he's trembling. Dallon frowns sadly and places his hand on Ryan's arm.

"No..." Ryan mumbles quietly. "Please... no..." 

"Ryan," Dallon says softly. He doesn't speak.

He's having a nightmare. 

"Hey, Ryan," Dallon says again. Ryan continues mumbling pleads for whoever to stop, and the more it goes on, the more Dallon's heart sinks. "Ry," he says, shaking him gently. 

Ryan gasps and jolts awake, tears in his eyes. Dallon places his hand on Ryan's hip and Ryan jumps away, completely forgetting where he is and who is touching him. He sits up and tries to make out where he is and which way is up.

Jon, who has been awoken, turns on the lamp. Ryan blinks, all squinting from the brightness, but relaxes a lot more when he realizes that the person he is in bed with isn't his boyfriend. Dallon sits up, copying Jon's movements, and gently grabs Ryan's hand.

"It's okay, you were just having a nightmare. You're alright, see? There's nothing, it's just us, we're not gonna hurt you," Dallon says in the softest voice either boy in the room has heard, and Ryan is completely melting from it. Jon smiles sadly, grabbing his phone to check the time. 

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't... I'm so sorry," Ryan says, trying to choke back tears, internally telling himself that this is all his fault and that they'd be better off without him. 

Ryan shifts slightly, still in pain from Shane, and Dallon notices. He gently places his hand on the side of Ryan's neck and kisses Ryan's forehead.

"I've got you, and I want you to remember that, okay?" Dallon asks. Jon secretly opens Snapchat and begins recording, because he just kissed his forehead and who knows if something cute will happen again?

"Okay," Ryan says.

Dallon looks at him. His heart skips a beat. They look into each other's eyes before Dallon suddenly decides to lean forward and kiss him. Ryan nearly gasps and so does Jon. 

Ryan's head is spinning with emotions and he feels high and drunk at the same time as the words play in his mind: Dallon Weekes is kissing me, oh my god, Dallon Weekes is kissing ME, Ryan Ross! He's fucking kissing me!

They pull away and Ryan swallows, forgetting completely why he was just panicking moments ago. Ryan breaks into the cutest smile and looks down as Jon stops recording, saving it to his memories and his phone before deleting it. He quickly sends it to Brendon and Spencer, captioning it with 'THEY JUST KISSED FOR THE FIRST TIME AND I GOT TO WITNESS IT'.

"Now, come on, I want you to lay mostly on me," Dallon says, laying down. 

"What?" Ryan asks, now frowning.

"You're in pain, it'll feel better," Dallon explains simply.

"I mean, yeah, but I don't wanna... I don't know, squish you, I guess."

"You're the lightest person I've met, if anything you feel like a weighted blanket. Trust me, you're fine, okay?" 

"Are you sure?" Ryan asks nervously. 

"100%," Dallon tells him, and so Ryan gives in and they lay down again, Jon turning off the lights before the boys fall asleep again.