Drop A Heart (13/28)
Title: Drop A Heart
Author: thefabrosevest (me)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
POV: 3rd
Summary: Kid!Fic
Four years after Brendon first met Ryan, everything seems to be perfect, but then there’s a promise Ryan can’t break.
Disclaimer: Fake!
Author’s Notes: This is the sequel to Crush Me Like A Flower. I always wanted to write a Kid!Fic like that. So here it is. I just hope you like it :)
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Brendon’s POV
“He’s getting your last name.” Ryan says while we’re eating dinner that evening.
I just look up at him and continue to chew.
“What? I don’t want him to get mine. I’m officially dead, Brendon.”
I shrug.
“Okay, but then you’re the outsider here.” I tell him with a smirk.
Ryan just rolls his eyes.
“I want ice cream!” Sam yells.
“You already got ice cream on the way home, sweetie.” Ryan says without looking at him.
“But I want!”
“Maybe tomorrow”
“No!”
“It’s too late anyway.”
Sam pouts and looks at me.
“No, Ryan is right.” I say and he pouts even more.
“Fuck!” the boy yells.
“Sam!” Ryan hisses. “I told you not to say that word!”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Say it one more time and I swear- ”
“Fuck!”
“Alright, you’re sleeping in your room tonight.”
“Ryan …” I start but he just glares at me.
Okay, it’s my fault that Sam even knows that word.
Sam stays silent after that and when we finished eating I wash the dishes while Ryan gets the boy into bed.
When Ryan walks into the kitchen again I raise my eyebrows at him.
“He didn’t say a single word. He’s probably still angry because he didn’t get ice cream.” He sighs with a fake smile.
“That doesn’t mean that he hates you now.” I whisper softly.
Nodding to himself, he turns again.
“I’m going to bed already.” He mumbles and leaves the room.
I sigh to myself and continue to wash the dishes. It takes me ten minutes and then I’m done. I turn off the lights and creep through the hall and into the bedroom. My gaze stays on the body under the covers for a few seconds before I close the door behind me and crawl into bed next to Ryan.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“Yes”
“I’m going to tell you the same thing I told you four years ago. Just because you had a fight doesn’t mean that he hates you now.”
“But it could happen so easily, that he starts to hate us, I mean.”
“Why do you think that?”
“We’re not his parents. You know, you’re kind of forced to love your parents in a way, but he could stop to like us.”
“That is bullshit. We are the best examples for that. You hated your parents and I don’t love mine as well.”
“But I never thought of leaving my father. You were forced to leave but you would have stayed. Sam could leave.”
“You’re thinking too much. Yes he’s angry, but he’s not even four years old, Ry. He will forget this in an hour.”
Ryan stays silent and just stares at the pillow.
“Ryan, he- ”
I stop when I hear the door open. Then I hear quick footsteps before Sam jumps onto the bed. The moonlight lights up his face and I see that he’s crying. He crawls over me and towards Ryan. The kid lies down and cuddles close to him, sobbing into his shirt. Ryan wraps his arms around him and keeps staring at the pillow.
“I don’t want to sleep alone.” Sam sobs.
“You don’t have to.” Ryan whispers.
“Don’t be mad.”
“I’m not mad.”
I feel left out when I watch them. Why did Ryan ever say that he doesn’t know how to deal with kids?
Well, I guess even the fact that I grew up in a house full of kids can’t change that Sam will always run to Ryan first. I can’t really tell why that is though. Maybe because Ryan got him out of that car. Maybe because Ryan is with him most of the time. Maybe because Sam knows that Ryan needs him just as much.
I don’t know and I don’t care.
I move as close to them as I dare. When Ryan finally locks his gaze with mine he reaches one hand out to motion me to come closer. I smile and cuddle close.
*
“William! I need your help!” I yell when I walk into his store about a week later.
William’s head appears in the door to the backroom.
“Brendon? Aren’t you at work?” he asks and steps out of the room.
“I own that thing. No one cares if I appear.” I say.
“Uhm, okay. What do you need?” He asks and leans onto the counter.
“You’re the girl in the relationship as well so you should be able to tell what Ryan would like, right?”
He blinks a few times with big eyes.
“I don’t know if I should be offended but I do know that Ryan would hit you for that.” He says with a chuckle.
“Are you going to help me?”
“Maybe, what is this about?”
I bite my lip and think about it one last time before I tell William everything.
When I finish he smiles and walks around the counter to wrap one arm around my shoulders.
“My friend, we’re going shopping.” He says with a big smile.
*
Ryan’s POV
It’s just a bit after noon when I hear a key in the door.
Sam jumps off the couch and runs out of the room. I frown and get up as well to follow.
“Hey, you’re early.” I say when I see Brendon.
He beams and picks Sam up.
“There wasn’t that much to do so I decided to come home early.” He says and kisses me.
“Okay” I say with confusion.
“We should go out a bit. Maybe get some ice cream?” Brendon asks into Sam’s direction.
“We don’t have to.” Sam says carefully.
“Of course we have to!” Brendon says with fake seriousness.
“Okay!” Sam cheers.
I laugh and follow Brendon out of the apartment.
Half an hour later we’re sitting in a small ice cream shop.
Brendon got an iced coffee and Sam got his beloved ice cream. I didn’t get anything and just watch the people around us. A couple on a table across from us keeps glaring at us and I just stare at them. Next to them is a family with small children and they keep yelling around. Then there’s a young couple making out.
“Earth to Ryan!” Brendon sing-songs and I snap out of my trance.
“Huh?”
“You spaced out.”
“Sorry”
He just smiles at me in awe and leans over the table to kiss me.
“Bren, not here.” I whisper when he draws back.
“Why not? I want to show off my boyfriend.”
I bite my lip and just then the couple gets up and walks past our table.
“Maybe you should keep it down at bit. Some people try to eat in here.” The woman hisses.
Brendon’s smile fades and an expression of rage covers it.
“Keep your homophobic thoughts to yourself.” He whispers.
“No, this is disgusting.” She says a bit louder.
“Brenny kisses Ry because he loves him.” Sam babbles and looks up at the woman.
Her eyebrows shoot up and my mouth falls open. Sam seems to understand more than we think he does.
The couple hurries out of the shop and I lock eyes with Brendon.
“So uhm, anyway … I asked Will to look after Sam tomorrow evening.” Brendon says when he finishes his iced coffee.
“What? Why?” I ask.
“I just thought we should go out.”
“Do you think it’s a good idea to leave Sam with Will?”
“Gabe is going to be there as well.”
“Sam doesn’t know them.”
“Sam, do you know William?” Brendon asks the boy.
“Yep!” the kid says and continues to eat his ice cream.
“You see? And he’s going to like Gabe.”
“What makes you think that? Gabe is crazy. He wanted you to sell me.”
“Yes, because you’re so pretty.”
I roll my eyes and Brendon leans over to Sam again.
“Sammy, do you think Ry is pretty?”
“Ryan is the prettiest!” Sam cheers.
“You see?”
“Stop using the poor boy. He will say everything you want anyway.” I tell him.
“No, that’s not true. Sammy, William is prettier than Ry”
“No!” Sam yells and a few heads turn into our direction.
Brendon just smiles proudly.
“You’re stupid.” I laugh.
By the time Sam finished his ice cream he’s covered in it.
“Great. I have to wash your clothes when we get home.” I sigh and get up. “I’ll get a few tissues.”
Making my way over to the counter where the tissues are, I try to ignore the looks everyone sends me.
“Hey, are you free this evening?” the guy behind the counter asks just when I grabbed three tissues.
“No” I say and make to turn away.
“Stop! Sorry, that wasn’t very intelligent.”
“Leave me alone.”
Without waiting for his reaction I run to our table again.
“What did that guy want?” Brendon asks with narrowed eyes.
“You know the answer.” I whisper and start to clean Sam’s face and hands with the tissues.
“I think I’m going to kick his a- ”
“Bren!” I say menacingly. “Say that word and you are going to sleep in another room tonight.”
“Oh, you would just crawl over to my side because you can’t sleep when I’m not there.”
I roll my eyes and smile.
Just when I sat down again I see the guy from before. He’s making his way over to us.
“Oh god” I whisper to myself.
He stops in front of our table and takes the dirty dishes.
“So?” he asks and looks at me.
Brendon gets up without saying anything and yanks the guy away by the arm. They disappear around the corner and I hear dishes break.
“Who was that guy?” Sam asks.
“Uhm”
His head leans to the side and he keeps waiting for an answer.
When Brendon comes back he doesn’t sit down and just leans down to us.
“We’re leaving.”
I nod and get up. He picks Sam up and we leave the shop quickly.
“Brendon, who was that guy?” Sam asks again.
“You remember how we agreed that Ryan is pretty? Well, that guy thought that too.” Brendon explains.
“Huh?”
“He wanted Ryan to be his boyfriend.”
“But you are Ryan’s boyfriend.”
“Exactly.”
“What did you do?” I ask.
“Let’s say he’s not going to try it again.”
“Did you hurt him?”
“It’s just going to be a black eye.”
“Bren!”
“What? No one hits on you when I’m around.”
“You’re overreacting.”
“No, I’m not.”
He takes my hand.
“Where are we going?” Sam asks loudly.
“Home” Brendon says.
“Can we play with my plushies then?”
“Of course”
Chapter 14