RoadTripTV And Mikey Cobban One Shots

RYLYN | Mi Pequeño Brooky

Summary:
"I'll always protect you, Brooky. I would never want to do anything to hurt you." "Promise?" "I promise,"
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Brooklyn is about fifteen while Rye is seventeen. The title is in Spanish. In English it means "My Little Brooky". I figured "why not use Spanish?" considering the fact that Rye can actually speak Spanish. I think Brooklyn finds Rye speaking Spanish incredibly sexy. Especially if he's talking dirty to the younger. Also there's a Lil power thing going on in this because why not? Super hero's and all that!
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Fifteen year old Brooklyn Wyatt sat up in his room watching a random episode of spongebob. He had went out on patrol with Sonny and Jack earlier, but had got bored when he hadn't found any bad guys to fight so decided to head home early. He was currently by himself, due to the fact that his parents were keeping his other grandpa company at his home. They had asked Brooklyn if he would like to see his other grandpa, but Brooklyn politely refused. So, tonight the teenager opted for staying at home and watching his favorite show.

As Brooklyn watched the characters on the screen sit in a cardboard box talking about imagination, a portal had opened up in the teenager's room without his knowing. A figure stepped out, now catching the young blonde's attention. The teen's gaze was now on said figure. Brooklyn smiled up at the unknown,

"I was wondering when you were going to show up. Late night, Rye?" Brooklyn asked.

Rye Beaumont smiled back at the younger teen with a nod. The elder took off his jacket and hung it on the back of Brooklyn's desk chair before sitting on said chair,

"Sorry Amigo, but Dr. Carpull (don't ask I had to think of a random name) needed me to stay a little later than usual due to a "Alpha Breakout" scare. What are we watching?" The elder asked, taking a handful of offered popcorn.

Brooklyn chuckled, "Spongebob squarepants."

"The silly kids cartoon show with that annoying sponge?" Rye asked.

"Is there any other shows with talking sponges that you know of?" the smaller boy asked.

The older teen shrugged. Brooklyn gave a smile and a shake of his head as he went back to watching the television. Though happy on the outside, he was slightly curious as to what Rye had been doing. Out of pure curiosity, Brooklyn glanced out of the corner of his eye to see what Rye's reaction to the random but funny scenes.

The older hero was too totally engrossed in the program and hadn't even noticed that the younger was watching him. Even if he did notice, he wouldn't have thought about it. They have been friends for a couple weeks now and all awkwardness between them had disappeared on the first day.

Brooklyn watched as Rye's mahogany eyes seem to become heavy before eventually closing. The blonde inwardly chuckled, flicking popcorn at his friend. The action did little to wake the other. It wasn't until one piece hit him in the ear that Rye had awoken. He jolted awake, brushing off the popcorn before turning to the younger,

"Maldición, no quise dormirme en ti Brooky (Damn, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you, Brooky.) Was I out long?" Rye asked.

Brooklyn chuckled and shook his head, "Nah, you were asleep for like a minute. Not even."

Rye groaned and got up off of the chair and scooted next to Brooklyn, asking if he was allowed to lay next to the younger. Brooklyn said no, but it was not a serious no. He held a smile and scooted over for the boy, allowing the elder to lay on the bed.

Though now laying down, Rye was unable to go to sleep. He instead continued to watch the unusual television show. After a few minutes, he found himself staring at the young blonde, who was oblivious to the other heros stare. The older male watched as Brooklyn continued to watch the television with a glint of excitement. Rye knew that his little friend loved this show, but he had never actually watched the younger's reactions when watching said show.

Quite frankly, Rye was enjoying himself.

Even though it would be embarrassing for anyone else to admit, Rye was not ashamed to admit that he liked both sexes. He especially liked his friend, the little crime fighter. He loved everything about the younger boy. From Brooklyn's smile, to his laugh, to the way he got all shy when it came to his goalie position in football, and to how the younger's toxic green eyes lit up the moment he began to talk about something he enjoyed. There was a lot more that Rye loved about his smaller friend, but we don't have time to write it all down.

A cute yawn next to him brought Rye out of his thoughts as he watched Brooklyn lay back and rest his head down on the pillows. The fifteen year old placed the bowl of popcorn down on to the desk before curling up under the covers. Rye watched as the boy curled up into a ball, eyes still trained on the television.

Brooklyn fought to keep his eyes open, but it was proven futile. Rye chuckled,

"Brooky, mi amigo, you got to stay awake. As much as I love Spongebob, I don't like watching it alone. I also can't go to sleep." Rye said. Brooklyn yawned again,

"Too tired. Can't. Keep. Eyes. Open." he replied.

Rye looked up at the ceiling, before looking over at his friend once again. He found a pair of beautiful green eyes staring back up at him. Rye quickly looked away, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Brooklyn had done the same. The raven haired lad released a nervous chuckle while Brooklyn blushed shyly. There was that awkwardness they had thought they'd left behind. Rye was the first to break that seemingly long pause,

"Uh, Brooky?" he asked.

"Y-yeah, Rye-Rye?" Brooklyn replied.

"I-I have something I need to tell you something, but don't freak out okay?" Rye pleaded. Brooklyn gave him a confused look, but nodded his head with uncertainty,

"I have had a crush on you, s-since we first met," Rye began, "I've always thought you were the cutest thing I had ever seen. I when you had left, I felt a sort yearning. It was like, I would die if I didn't see you again. So, imagine my excitement when you invited me to hang out with you. I always looked forward to hanging out with you,"

Rye took a deep breath, "And, this is humiliating, recently I started having "wet dreams". The part that worried me the most was that all of them were about you. I-I don't want to sound perverted or anything, but I want you, Brooky. I want you so bad. I can understand if you don't like me back or if you feel disgusted bu-" Rye was cut off by Brooklyn, who had released a sniffle.

Rye looked down at Brooklyn, who had tears in his beautiful eyes. Rye shook his head and lightly grasped Brooklyn's face into his hands,

"Brooky," Rye whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know I-"

"I'm not upset Rye pie, I'm......relieved. I can't believe I didn't tell you. I don't like you Rye. I-I love you. I thought you would hate me if I said I loved you. I thought you would reject me. That you wouldn't want to be friends with me. Or worse, that you would laugh in my face." Brooklyn sobbed.

Rye quickly pulled the younger into his chest into a warm hug. He whispered comforting words into the younger's ear before planting a kiss to the other's forehead. He gently and slowly rocked Brooklyn back and forth in an effort to comfort him,

"Brooky, shh. It's okay. You know how I feel. I would never hurt you." Rye whispered. Brooklyn looked up at his friend,

"What?" he asked.

Rye released a sigh and looked deeply into those green eyes, "I'll always protect you, Brooky. I would never do anything to hurt you."

Brooklyn curled up closer to Rye, "Promise?" he asked in a whisper.

Rye gave a smile, kissing the younger on the forehead once more, "I promise." the hero promised. Brooklyn gave a shy smile back, sniffling back tears. Rye wiped away the blonde's stray tears as he lowered his face closer to Brooklyn's. The boy tilted his head to the side. Their faces were just inches apart. Rye brought his hand up to caress Brooklyn's cheek before the two kissed. Brooklyn wrapped his arms around Rye's neck while the elder wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's waist as they deepened their kiss.

After a few moments, they parted for air. They stared into each others' eyes once more. Both gave nervous chuckles,

"If this is what being in love with you is like, then I don't want anyone else." Rye said with a smile.

Brooklyn chuckled and cuddled into Rye's chest and the two went back to watching the end of spongebob. As the next one started, the two had dosed off to sleep.
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