CW// The slightest of kinda sexual content, not smut tho
*Brendon's POV* (2k+ words)
"Baby," I shake softly Ryan's shoulder, kissing his cheek after "Hun, wake up."
He groans something in response and shifts in the bed, still deep in dreamland, I guess.
I sigh annoyed and turn on my back to stare at the white ceiling, agh mornings alone while he's sleeping are so boring.
Why does he has to be a night owl when I'm an early bird?
No wait, that's good thing, opposite sides attract, right? It has to be that way.
I start to wonder, boredom acting probably. What does Ryan Ross Dreams Production may have created for tonight's show?
Probably a crazy dream about an elephant dressed in Cinderella's dress, eating mint chocolate ice cream. Also skating in a frozen lake in some town of Canada, in the middle of the night while all the stars shine brightly in the dark sky above him.
Yeah, that sounds like an accurate dream, it'd be fun to see that. If it isn't happening in a dream, it'd be under mushrooms, but it'll be hilarious!
Let's give it another try, he can't stay asleep forever. "C'mon babe, wake up."
Agh, no response.
I get off of the bed and slip in my sweats, too lazy to put a shirt or shoes on too. Yawning I stretch my arms above my head, my back arching like crazy.
whistle, whistle. "Mornin'."
Apparently, the fucker just woke up, perfect timing, exactly when I'm off the bed, and he's whistling at me. Fuck, he knows how bad I blush when he does that. "Oh look, someone finally decided to wake up."
"I've been awake the whole time," I'm not seeing him but I know he has this fucking sleepish smirk on his face. 'I've been awake the whole time' my ass.
"And can you tell me, why did you ignore me?" I turn around with my arms crossed over my chest, eyelids lowered and an expression that reads 'I don't believe you, not it the slightest'. The pink color on my cheeks and ears visible.
The sight in front of me makes the whole 'I'm kinda mad at you' thing harder.
Strings of brown hair falling over his eyes, he's barely awake I can tell —eyes closed and his lips parted, breath even—. He's spread all over the bed, tangled in creamy colored sheets and our thick cover, pillows set everywhere but in their place.
The king sized bed is a complete mess, long limbs stretched fully on a star kind of way —a fucking uncomfortable position if you tell me.
"C'mere," He completely ignores what I said and does an attempt of grabby hands, like a little kid but hangover, to me to lay down with him again. I roll my eyes, walking towards the bed.
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