(FIC) You could be Happy Part IX (Ry/Col)

[captanonymus]

This is turning into the neverending story.....any offers of help whilst writing the next part would be gratefully received... It might never get into NC-17 territory otherwise......

Title: You could be happy IX
Author; captanonymus
Rating PG -13
Main Character(s) and/or pairings; Ryan/Colin
Summary: The Challenge:  Ryan is desperate to be at Colin's

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It was the noise of wardrobe doors opening and closing hat shocked Colin into action. He had to stop Ryan from leaving! He followed him to the guestroom where it appeared Ryan was randomly throwing clothes into a bag.

“Ry?....why are you doing this? Have I made you feel unwelcome?”

Ryan looked up at his question.

“It’s not you Col, it’s me. You’ve been absolutely great. I can’t thank you enough, but I need to leave”

“But why?”

“I can’t explain, please don’t ask me to…”

“Ry, please, it’s New Year’s Eve tomorrow, please stay. If you want to leave after that, I’ll help you pack but please, can we start the new year together?” Colin knew he was begging but Ryan seemed so convinced about leaving, he couldn’t find the words to stop him.

Ryan looked at him and Colin saw the doubt in his eyes.

“Ok, but I’m leaving the day after…”

Colin was hardly thrilled about that but at least he would have Ryan’s company for one more day. He was so relieved, he couldn’t help himself. He walked over to Ryan and hugged him on impulse, one of the few times he actually initiated touching Ryan. He felt Ryan stiffen in his arms and withdrew immediately.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that…..I’ll leave you alone” He stuttered as he practically fled from the room. You idiot! He’s just agreed to stay one more night, despite wanting to leave and you just threw yourself at him. Nice going!

The next day saw them both rise early. Neither of them had gotten much sleep, and they both looked worse for wear but that didn’t stop them from acting as if they’d slept perfectly well and nothing had happened. Denial, it ain’t just a river Colin thought, as he buttered his toast and pretended to read the newspaper. For the fifth time……
Ryan didn’t seem to be faring any better. He was seemingly engrossed in a book, but appeared to be unaware he was holding it upside down. He was also drinking from the creamer….

“Eh…Ry….?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re drinking from the creamer….”

Ryan looked a bit embarrassed “Oh….sorry about that….”

“It’s alright, I’m sorry about last night….”

“I’m sorry too….I shouldn’t have been rude to Brad…”

“Are you still planning on moving out?”

“Yeah….I…eh…I think it’s for the best..”

“oh…OK…..I’m sorry”

“It’s not you, it’s me…”

“Story of my life…” Colin tried to make light of the situation but his attempt at a joke fell flat.

“What do you want to do today?” Colin tried to change the subject.