fic: in a box! brendon/ryan
This came from my inability to draw anything. This was a cute littel comic in my head but since I fail at drawing I wrote a crack fic /o\ This is possibly the crakiest thing I've ever written.
Title: In A Box!
Rating: PG
Paring: Brendon/Ryan
Summary: Crack!fic. Brendon gives Ryan a present.
Word Count: 435
Disclaimer: So not mine and this is just a work of fiction.
A/N: This is where the inspiration for this came from xD
Brendon carefully adjusts Ryan’s birthday present one last time. He nods with satisfaction and calls out to Ryan.
“Ryan, come in here for a second,” Brendon yells and waits patiently.
“Happy birthday, Ryan,” Brendon says when he sees Ryan walking into the living room.
Ryan gives Brendon a happy smile. Ryan’s eyes wander to the gift-wrapped box. Ryan thinks it may be something heavy since Brendon is holding the present kind of low in front of himself and with both hands.
“This is for you,” Brendon says when he sees Ryan eyeing his present.
“Thanks, Bren.” Ryan walks up to Brendon and takes a hold of the box. Brendon however doesn’t relinquish his hold.
“Brendon let go,” he says.
A giddy giggle escapes Brendon’s mouth before he bites his lip. “No, no I’ll just hold it for you.”
Ryan gives him a dubious look but shrugs. Sometimes it’s better to just let Brendon have his way. He takes a hold of the lid and opens his present.
Ryan looks into the box and stares and stares and then stares some more. In front of him Brendon is snickering and vibrating with excitement.
Ryan swallows and finally tears his eyes away from his present to look at Brendon.
“That’s umm,” he’s not sure how to begin. “That’s your dick?” He finally manages; somehow, it comes out as a question. Though, it is very obvious that that is Brendon’s dick (standing very much at attention) poking out from a hole at the bottom of the box.
“In a box!” Brendon exclaims throwing his hands up in victory. Brendon’s erection keeps the box in place. Ryan is not sure whether to be impressed or horrified.
“Brendon, you’re giving me your dick, in a box, as a present, really?” Ryan asks.
Brendon waggles his eyes brows suggestively and shuffles closer to Ryan. “Yeah, you like it?”
“I’ll take it,” Ryan says with a shrug. He grabs Brendon by the hand and takes him into his bedroom where he finishes unwrapping his present.
And as if that wasn't enough.
Outtake:
“My dick. Is stuck. In the box.”
“Why is it stuck?”
“Because I wasn’t thinking sexy thoughts when I put my dick in the box.”
“Well, think unsexy thoughts, then.”
“Oh, right. Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts. Like what?”
“I don’t know, sad kittens?”
“Nope.”
“Sad Jon Walker.”
“Nope.”
“A Capri Sun less world.”
“That’s just mean and also not working.”
“Naked Megan Fox”
*thump* (sound of box hitting the floor)
“That did it!”
“Of course.”
“But now your present is deflated.”
“Let me just get naked.”
“Aaaand we’re back in business!”
Title: In A Box!
Rating: PG
Paring: Brendon/Ryan
Summary: Crack!fic. Brendon gives Ryan a present.
Word Count: 435
Disclaimer: So not mine and this is just a work of fiction.
A/N: This is where the inspiration for this came from xD
Brendon carefully adjusts Ryan’s birthday present one last time. He nods with satisfaction and calls out to Ryan.
“Ryan, come in here for a second,” Brendon yells and waits patiently.
“Happy birthday, Ryan,” Brendon says when he sees Ryan walking into the living room.
Ryan gives Brendon a happy smile. Ryan’s eyes wander to the gift-wrapped box. Ryan thinks it may be something heavy since Brendon is holding the present kind of low in front of himself and with both hands.
“This is for you,” Brendon says when he sees Ryan eyeing his present.
“Thanks, Bren.” Ryan walks up to Brendon and takes a hold of the box. Brendon however doesn’t relinquish his hold.
“Brendon let go,” he says.
A giddy giggle escapes Brendon’s mouth before he bites his lip. “No, no I’ll just hold it for you.”
Ryan gives him a dubious look but shrugs. Sometimes it’s better to just let Brendon have his way. He takes a hold of the lid and opens his present.
Ryan looks into the box and stares and stares and then stares some more. In front of him Brendon is snickering and vibrating with excitement.
Ryan swallows and finally tears his eyes away from his present to look at Brendon.
“That’s umm,” he’s not sure how to begin. “That’s your dick?” He finally manages; somehow, it comes out as a question. Though, it is very obvious that that is Brendon’s dick (standing very much at attention) poking out from a hole at the bottom of the box.
“In a box!” Brendon exclaims throwing his hands up in victory. Brendon’s erection keeps the box in place. Ryan is not sure whether to be impressed or horrified.
“Brendon, you’re giving me your dick, in a box, as a present, really?” Ryan asks.
Brendon waggles his eyes brows suggestively and shuffles closer to Ryan. “Yeah, you like it?”
“I’ll take it,” Ryan says with a shrug. He grabs Brendon by the hand and takes him into his bedroom where he finishes unwrapping his present.
And as if that wasn't enough.
Outtake:
“My dick. Is stuck. In the box.”
“Why is it stuck?”
“Because I wasn’t thinking sexy thoughts when I put my dick in the box.”
“Well, think unsexy thoughts, then.”
“Oh, right. Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts. Like what?”
“I don’t know, sad kittens?”
“Nope.”
“Sad Jon Walker.”
“Nope.”
“A Capri Sun less world.”
“That’s just mean and also not working.”
“Naked Megan Fox”
*thump* (sound of box hitting the floor)
“That did it!”
“Of course.”
“But now your present is deflated.”
“Let me just get naked.”
“Aaaand we’re back in business!”