(no subject)
colder days than what we’re used to
(600 words) // (P!ATD, Spencer/Ryan, Ryan/Brendon) // (PG) // (Spencer doesn’t hold his breath, because he might die waiting.)
For we_are_cities, prompt dated april 14 07
{Brent leaves after Ryan’s fallen asleep, sunburn blooming across the bridge of his nose, mouth slightly open against the grass. “Ants’ll crawl in your mouth,” Spencer says, pushing Ryan’s shoulder gently, and Ryan stirs.}
(600 words) // (P!ATD, Spencer/Ryan, Ryan/Brendon) // (PG) // (Spencer doesn’t hold his breath, because he might die waiting.)
For we_are_cities, prompt dated april 14 07
{Brent leaves after Ryan’s fallen asleep, sunburn blooming across the bridge of his nose, mouth slightly open against the grass. “Ants’ll crawl in your mouth,” Spencer says, pushing Ryan’s shoulder gently, and Ryan stirs.}