Requested by EmmaScotchbrook
“Ryland, you’ve seen this movie, what- 12 times now?”
The brunette turned to face you, a grin forming as he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into his side.
“I can’t help it, it gets better every time.”
You rolled your eyes and decided that watching Back to the Future yet again wasn’t so bad. Not if you got to see his face light up with excitement and make an excuse to cuddle. He proceeded to start the movie and you removed yourself from his embrace to grab a pillow and use his lap for support. As the movie rolled on, his hands settled in your hair and his fingers traced patterns absentmindedly up and down your arm.
It was a little over half way through the movie, and because you could practically recite the lines, you looked above you and focused on Ryland’s face. You watched his expressions; the way his eyebrows furrowed slightly with concentration, the way he clenched his jaw from time to time, and the way his lips would curl into the smallest of smiles. He was too engrossed in the movie to notice, and you smiled to yourself. You couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest girl in the world- to have someone so genuine and sweet and selfless.
As you laid there in the dark, wrapped up in a blanket with your boyfriend, you honestly couldn’t think of anywhere else you’d rather be. “Ryland,” you whispered.
He hummed in response. “Can I tell you something?”
The tone of your voice made him reach for the remote, and he paused the movie, concern laced in his voice as he spoke to you. “Y/N what’s wrong?”
You sat up and smiled at his worry, reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck, burying your face in his shoulder.
“I love you.” You muttered.
“I know.” You pulled yourself away from him, taking the opportunity to give him a smack in the arm.
“You did not just make a Star Wars reference!”
His face lit up with a smile, and he pulled you to him so that your noses were practically touching. “Want to know something Y/N?”
“Enlighten me.” He moved forward, eliminating whatever space was left between the two of you.
“I love you too,” He murmured the words against your lips, before cupping the sides of your face and kissing you.
You could feel him smiling into it, and you felt as though your heart would burst at any second.
He pulled back and watched your face, his eyes raking over your features with pure adoration.
“Thank you Y/N.”
“For what Ryland?” you questioned.
“For everything.” And with that he pulled you onto his lap, attacking your sides with tickles as he played the movie.
The two of you watched the rest of the movie in bliss, falling asleep in a tangle of blankets and limbs, just as it came to an end.
Needless to say, the boys managed to snap a picture or two.
He was officially a simp
