Growing Old With You 4/?
TITLE: Growing Old With You (based from Adam Sandler's song) 4/?
AUTHOR: twistedoodles
RATING: G
PAIRING: Ryden (ofcourse!) and Gabilliam
POV: 3rd
DISCLAIMER: I own no one. This story is something that happened only in my imagination. And maybe in yours too. *shrugs*
BETA: helloglasgow
SUMMARY:
Brendon stirs a bit and mumbles something like, “Yeaah. Unh. Wyan ish my wurfwend! Miiiiineeee. Awww miiiineeee!” And subconsciously hugs Ryan closer.
NOTES: I'm gon keep posting everything here first. :]
<3
“Gabanti?” Ms. Victoria asks. Her eyebrows rise in confusion.
William holds up something from his back. It’s a cute purple cobra plushie with yellow eyes, green chest, red tongue and pink weird prints.
“Oh! Yes, yes sure.” She replies.
Another kid who is a bit taller than William approaches and looks at Ms. Asher. “What is it Gabe? Do you need anything?” She asks, tilting her head to the side.
“Can I sleep beside my Bilvy too?” He asks looking at her with big pleading eyes. Ms. Asher doesn’t hesitate answering him with a “Sure. Go ahead.”
So he and William put their sleeping bags close together and snuggle up to their stuff toys.
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Not too far from them are Brendon and Ryan who are snuggled with Brendon’s arm draped over Ryan almost protectively. Ms. Asher went near them to tell them that they should sleep in their separate sleeping bags but when she looked over, they were already in a peaceful slumber. She doesn’t have the heart to wake up such a heart-warming sight. So instead, she just walks back to her desk and opens a book she’s been meaning to read.
--
At exactly 3:30 in the afternoon, Ms. Asher wakes them all up to prepare for their dismissal time. “Rise and shine angels! It’s almost time to go home. You don’t want your mommies and daddies to wait too long for you, right?” She shakes each one of them a little bit.
Ryan tries to sit up but Brendon’s arm is weighing him down. He turns to him and nudges him again. “Beeaaaar! Wake up. C’mon. Our parents are gonna be here soon!” He says.
Brendon stirs a bit and mumbles something like, “Yeaah. Unh. Wyan ish my wurfwend! Miiiiineeee. Awww miiiineeee!” And subconsciously hugs Ryan closer.
“Oomf” Ryan tries to wiggle out of Brendon’s arms but again, he’s stronger than him. “Bren! You’re squishing me. Wake up!” He almost whines but then, comes up with an idea. He starts squirming until he’s facing Brendon then begins tickling him.
Brendon wiggles and starts to wake up. He finally opens his eyes and pouts at Ryan. “I was having a good dream!”
“Sorry Brenny, but Ms. Asher says we should all go prepare our stuff now.” Ryan successfully sits up and Brendon does the same as he rubs some sleep off his eyes with his tiny hands.
“But I don’t wanna!” He pouts even more and crosses his arms.
Ryan sighs and says, “We have to, Bren. It’s almost time to go home.”
Brendon’s eyes widen and he tackles Ryan to the sleeping bag. “I don’t wanna go home! I wanna stay here with you!”
Ryan tries once again to sit up while Brendon is still attached to him. “Stop being a big baby, Bren. C’mon.” He removes his grasp from him and stands up holding his hand out to him.
“Fine.” He huffs and reaches for Ryan’s hand. They both help each other in folding and returning their sleeping bag and hand in hand, they go to retrieve their bags from their small cubby holes.
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A/N: I actually have nothing to say. -----
Or maybe I do. Uh, I'd like to thank those who read this fic. :) And I appreciate your comments so so much. I'm almost always online so as much as I could, I reply to every love you leave.
Also, school starts next week and I'd prolly be busy. Idk how often I'd be able to write and/or update so I'm making the most out of my free time now. So yeah, enjoooooooooy!
And if you want, you can add me in Facebook: http://facebook.com/twistedoodles and/or follow me on Twitter: @iamlauren
AUTHOR: twistedoodles
RATING: G
PAIRING: Ryden (ofcourse!) and Gabilliam
POV: 3rd
DISCLAIMER: I own no one. This story is something that happened only in my imagination. And maybe in yours too. *shrugs*
BETA: helloglasgow
SUMMARY:
Brendon stirs a bit and mumbles something like, “Yeaah. Unh. Wyan ish my wurfwend! Miiiiineeee. Awww miiiineeee!” And subconsciously hugs Ryan closer.
NOTES: I'm gon keep posting everything here first. :]
<3
“Gabanti?” Ms. Victoria asks. Her eyebrows rise in confusion.
William holds up something from his back. It’s a cute purple cobra plushie with yellow eyes, green chest, red tongue and pink weird prints.
“Oh! Yes, yes sure.” She replies.
Another kid who is a bit taller than William approaches and looks at Ms. Asher. “What is it Gabe? Do you need anything?” She asks, tilting her head to the side.
“Can I sleep beside my Bilvy too?” He asks looking at her with big pleading eyes. Ms. Asher doesn’t hesitate answering him with a “Sure. Go ahead.”
So he and William put their sleeping bags close together and snuggle up to their stuff toys.
--
Not too far from them are Brendon and Ryan who are snuggled with Brendon’s arm draped over Ryan almost protectively. Ms. Asher went near them to tell them that they should sleep in their separate sleeping bags but when she looked over, they were already in a peaceful slumber. She doesn’t have the heart to wake up such a heart-warming sight. So instead, she just walks back to her desk and opens a book she’s been meaning to read.
--
At exactly 3:30 in the afternoon, Ms. Asher wakes them all up to prepare for their dismissal time. “Rise and shine angels! It’s almost time to go home. You don’t want your mommies and daddies to wait too long for you, right?” She shakes each one of them a little bit.
Ryan tries to sit up but Brendon’s arm is weighing him down. He turns to him and nudges him again. “Beeaaaar! Wake up. C’mon. Our parents are gonna be here soon!” He says.
Brendon stirs a bit and mumbles something like, “Yeaah. Unh. Wyan ish my wurfwend! Miiiiineeee. Awww miiiineeee!” And subconsciously hugs Ryan closer.
“Oomf” Ryan tries to wiggle out of Brendon’s arms but again, he’s stronger than him. “Bren! You’re squishing me. Wake up!” He almost whines but then, comes up with an idea. He starts squirming until he’s facing Brendon then begins tickling him.
Brendon wiggles and starts to wake up. He finally opens his eyes and pouts at Ryan. “I was having a good dream!”
“Sorry Brenny, but Ms. Asher says we should all go prepare our stuff now.” Ryan successfully sits up and Brendon does the same as he rubs some sleep off his eyes with his tiny hands.
“But I don’t wanna!” He pouts even more and crosses his arms.
Ryan sighs and says, “We have to, Bren. It’s almost time to go home.”
Brendon’s eyes widen and he tackles Ryan to the sleeping bag. “I don’t wanna go home! I wanna stay here with you!”
Ryan tries once again to sit up while Brendon is still attached to him. “Stop being a big baby, Bren. C’mon.” He removes his grasp from him and stands up holding his hand out to him.
“Fine.” He huffs and reaches for Ryan’s hand. They both help each other in folding and returning their sleeping bag and hand in hand, they go to retrieve their bags from their small cubby holes.
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A/N: I actually have nothing to say. -----
Or maybe I do. Uh, I'd like to thank those who read this fic. :) And I appreciate your comments so so much. I'm almost always online so as much as I could, I reply to every love you leave.
Also, school starts next week and I'd prolly be busy. Idk how often I'd be able to write and/or update so I'm making the most out of my free time now. So yeah, enjoooooooooy!
And if you want, you can add me in Facebook: http://facebook.com/twistedoodles and/or follow me on Twitter: @iamlauren