Brendon Urie, a 16 year old with no friends and ADHD, enters Ryan Ross' house under the belief it's abandoned. When he meets the Ross family he finally feels complete. Brendon Urie and Ryan Ross quickly catch feelings for each other. Will their love...
I wake up still lying on Ryan's chest. Our legs are entangled and his arms are wrapped around me. This should be weird but it's not. It's nice, I like waking up in his arms. I feel myself smile and then hear a deep, groggy morning voice, "Good morning. I was just about to wake you for school." I close my eyes and take a deep breath. He smells nice, like vanilla. I hear him chuckle and mutter a thank you. Wait what? "You said that out loud ya know?" Oh no. I blush and hide my face deeper in his face. I swallow my pride and finally speak,"I guess I should get up and get ready for school, huh." I go to get up but he pulls me back down. "Just five more minutes, please? I swear I won't let you be late for school." Wait, he really wants to cuddle with me longer? This can't be real.
We cuddled for another ten minutes until my alarm went off. How did my phone not die? I reach over towards the sound and find it plugged into a charger. I unplug it and look at Ryan with a questioning look. "I may have woken up in the middle of the night and plugged it in for you." I thank him and finally start to get up, for real this time. I look at the time and remember that I never actually set an alarm for an earlier time. There's no way I'll be able to get home in time and change. "Fuck, Ryan, I'm gonna be late. I don't have any of my clothes." He looks around for awhile, he seems to be thinking. He gets an idea and his face lights up, "Just wear some of my clothes. I don't mind. I don't want you to be late either. You can even shower here if you want." I beam at him and give him a tight hug. It's kinda awkward because I'm standing and he's sitting but it's still nice. I whisper my thanks in his ear and pull back. I see him try and hide a blush behind his hands but he's not that slick, I definitely saw it.
I got dressed in Ryan's clothes and still had about 10 minutes until I needed to leave. Ryan can drive so I didn't have to worry about walking, that's how I ended up with extra time. Yeah it turns out Ryan is older than I expected. He's not like some weird old creep but he's a year older than me. He's 17 with his own car and license and everything.
When I was changing in the bathroom I noticed lots of makeup. His mom didn't seem like the kind to wear makeup so I started to wonder if he had a sister I didn't know about. "Hey, Ryan, whose makeup is in the bathroom." He looks panicked and immediately averts his eyes so he's looking at his sock-covered feet. He mumbles something but I don't quite catch it. "What was that?" I give him a reassuring smile but he's not looking at me so he doesn't see it. "It's mine," is finally whispered out after about a minute of silence. At this I get excited. I think makeup on guys looks hot as fuck but I'm not talented enough to do it. Then I get an idea. "Can you do my makeup? Pretty please? I'll do anything? Please, Ryan?" He looks up and starts to chuckle at how excited I got. He nods his head and gestures for me to follow him.
So here we are, I'm sitting on his bathroom counter and he's standing between my legs with a brush tickling my eyelids. If this were any other situation I'd probably have a raging boner because uh hello there's a very hot man standing right at my dick. But no, I'm keeping my thoughts clean because I don't need to ruin this friendship. Ryan has been working quickly and precisely at my face for a whole seven minutes, yes I've been counting. He said he couldn't do much because of the time but he'd make me look pretty. He actually said he'd make me look prettier than I already am but same difference. He was really sly about asking me to come back over after school too. He pulled the whole, "I could do it for real if you stop back by after school." It was cute. Of course I accepted because what moron wouldn't want to spend all their free time with Ryan Ross. Sooner than I expected he pulled back and examined his work. "Yup, you're all finished. Now take a quick look and get your shoes on so I can drive you to school." I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. Jesus Christ this boy is talented. I look fucking hot.
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~Imagine Pretty. Odd Brendon with this makeup~
"Do you like it?" He sounds almost worried. How does he not see his talent? I can't help but to smile at him, teeth shining in the light. "I love it Ryan. Thank you so much. I look so good now." He smiles back at me and gives me a hug. "I'm glad you like it, Bren. You looked good to begin with but I'm willing to do this anytime." I can't help but get hung up on the nickname. He called me by a nickname. I smile even wider than I know was possible and feel my face heat up. He just chuckles at this and tells me to get my shoes on once again.
We left Ryan's house a little late but he sped a little so I made it to school on time. He parked his car and I unbuckled my seat belt. We had gotten pretty close over the last two days and my feelings were very apparent, at least to me, so I decided to make a bold move. Before I got out I leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. I pull back and see him smiling with a bright blush on his face. "Thank you for everything, Ry. It means a lot." With that I got out of the car. He waited until I was in the building to drive back home. I have a feeling today's gonna be a good day. Boy was I wrong.
~Sorry I'm kinda ending it on a cliffhanger but it'll give me more inspiration to write. I thought this chapter was cute though. It was very cliche but that's the stuff I like, I'm sorry ~
