brendon&&ryan
I wraped my arms around Brendon tightly, pulling him closer to me. I wanted to be as close to him as I could get, now that I was satisfied that he wasn't afraid of me. I tucked my arm beneath his, trying to make our position more tollerable. Even though, to me, everthing about it was perfect. I didn't care that my arm was in pain. I could endure, I made our closeness as comfortable as I could, and by the end of my shuffling around, I was satisfied that the both of us were comfortable. I latched onto his lips with my own, mumbling something against them, though I wasn't to sure myself what I'd said.
I moved my lips away from his reluctantly, pressing my cheek to his, and then laughing, chuckling deeply within my diaphram. It had just set it, the whole Brendon laughing thing. I hadn't noticed, I was preocupied with making us comfortable. I loved it when he laughed, it never got old, or too obnoxious, or annoying. Everytime he cracked that sudden thunder of a laugh I couldn't help but swoon over how perfect it was. How perfect he was. And Then the though occured to me that he was Mine, all mine. Nobody else could have him.
I looked at him shyly, a smile working its way onto my features, and I remembered something I needed to ask him, it was about a party that Pete had invited us too, Jon and Spencer were busy that day, they'd already clarified that with Pete, but he wanted to know if Brendon would be there. Nah, why ruin a perfect cuddling moment. The question in my eyes flashed itself away, and I looked down. It could wait.
I moved my lips away from his reluctantly, pressing my cheek to his, and then laughing, chuckling deeply within my diaphram. It had just set it, the whole Brendon laughing thing. I hadn't noticed, I was preocupied with making us comfortable. I loved it when he laughed, it never got old, or too obnoxious, or annoying. Everytime he cracked that sudden thunder of a laugh I couldn't help but swoon over how perfect it was. How perfect he was. And Then the though occured to me that he was Mine, all mine. Nobody else could have him.
I looked at him shyly, a smile working its way onto my features, and I remembered something I needed to ask him, it was about a party that Pete had invited us too, Jon and Spencer were busy that day, they'd already clarified that with Pete, but he wanted to know if Brendon would be there. Nah, why ruin a perfect cuddling moment. The question in my eyes flashed itself away, and I looked down. It could wait.