against the stars | panic! | ryan/spencer | pg
against the stars
(205 words) // (G? PG? something like that.)
for feb 20 07.
Panic!gen. or Ryan/Spencer, if you're looking at it like that.
"I dreamed I could fly," Ryan says, the words a little muffled against Spencer's t-shirt. "I didn't need wings, I could just fly by wanting to. Does that count?"
"I dunno," says Spencer, one hand warm on the small of Ryan's back. "I think it counts if you want it to."
"I think I do." Ryan pauses, shifts around a little in the bunk so his feet and Spencer's are touching. "But I couldn't find you. I flew around the whole world and looked but you weren't anywhere."
"Maybe I was in the clouds somewhere."
"No, no, I looked." He frowns. "If -- if I flew away," he says, moving back to look Spencer in the face, "if I flew away, you'd come with me, right?"
"I've come this far, Ry," Spencer says, barely smiling. "But no, I don't think so."
"... why not?"
"Someone's gotta be here to make sure you come back." He's maybe smiling a little more, now, and when Ryan finally nods, he moves forward just enough so they're where they were a minute and a half ago. "Go back to sleep."
"'kay," Ryan mumbles, and falls asleep to the hum of the bus and Spencer rubbing circles on his back.
(205 words) // (G? PG? something like that.)
for feb 20 07.
Panic!gen. or Ryan/Spencer, if you're looking at it like that.
"I dreamed I could fly," Ryan says, the words a little muffled against Spencer's t-shirt. "I didn't need wings, I could just fly by wanting to. Does that count?"
"I dunno," says Spencer, one hand warm on the small of Ryan's back. "I think it counts if you want it to."
"I think I do." Ryan pauses, shifts around a little in the bunk so his feet and Spencer's are touching. "But I couldn't find you. I flew around the whole world and looked but you weren't anywhere."
"Maybe I was in the clouds somewhere."
"No, no, I looked." He frowns. "If -- if I flew away," he says, moving back to look Spencer in the face, "if I flew away, you'd come with me, right?"
"I've come this far, Ry," Spencer says, barely smiling. "But no, I don't think so."
"... why not?"
"Someone's gotta be here to make sure you come back." He's maybe smiling a little more, now, and when Ryan finally nods, he moves forward just enough so they're where they were a minute and a half ago. "Go back to sleep."
"'kay," Ryan mumbles, and falls asleep to the hum of the bus and Spencer rubbing circles on his back.