Drabbles [Bam/Ryan]
Three Drabbles Under the Cut.
A Love Song
I knew you were only there for as long as it was convenient. That I was nothing more than that, a convenience. It hurt like hell to think that way, but it’s the damn truth. And we both know it.
I’m just crazy. I’m crazy for trying to change you. I’m crazy for crying over you. I’m crazy for loving you and getting nothing back.
I’m a fool for even thinking you could ever love me back, but that’s just what you do to me. How you make me feel.
I’m in love you Bam. And I always will be.
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BLUE
I’m lying on my bed, looking at my blue walls. I always wondered why you told April to paint my room blue. I asked you about it one night, when we were lying there in each others arms, ready for sleep to claim us.
I asked why, and you just smiled, rolling over to cover my body with your own, a devilish glint in your eyes.
“It reminds me of our first time.” You said, whispering it against my cheek.
Our first time. Our first time was on your kitchen floor, blue paint everywhere, your parents asleep upstairs and everyone else in the living room. Our first time, Phil’s Blue Day and the best day of the rest of my life.
I think blue’s my favourite colour too.
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Knowing Me
I always thought I’d never be able to make you jealous.
All my flirting with Ville never made you jealous, all the flirting with Johnny never made you jealous, even when I was with Jenn you were never jealous.
I thought that you didn’t care about it all at the time, that you weren’t bothered who I slept with or flirted with because I slept with you too. I always thought it was just a case of you thinking I was easy.
Until you said those words, and I choked on my reply. You just smiled and stroked my cheek, my damp hair sticking to my forehead a little, you told me it was alright, that you knew anyway.
I couldn’t make you jealous because you knew that I was only doing it to make you jealous. You knew before I did what I was doing, what I was thinking, what I was feeling.
I can say it now though, and you know, and I want the world to know, but not yet. Until I’m ready I just whisper it to you. Lying in your arms, wrapped around you, after making love to you, with you. I love you Ryan.
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As you can tell, I'm on a roll with these drabbles. I think I've got an obsession.
A Love Song
I knew you were only there for as long as it was convenient. That I was nothing more than that, a convenience. It hurt like hell to think that way, but it’s the damn truth. And we both know it.
I’m just crazy. I’m crazy for trying to change you. I’m crazy for crying over you. I’m crazy for loving you and getting nothing back.
I’m a fool for even thinking you could ever love me back, but that’s just what you do to me. How you make me feel.
I’m in love you Bam. And I always will be.
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BLUE
I’m lying on my bed, looking at my blue walls. I always wondered why you told April to paint my room blue. I asked you about it one night, when we were lying there in each others arms, ready for sleep to claim us.
I asked why, and you just smiled, rolling over to cover my body with your own, a devilish glint in your eyes.
“It reminds me of our first time.” You said, whispering it against my cheek.
Our first time. Our first time was on your kitchen floor, blue paint everywhere, your parents asleep upstairs and everyone else in the living room. Our first time, Phil’s Blue Day and the best day of the rest of my life.
I think blue’s my favourite colour too.
-*-*-
Knowing Me
I always thought I’d never be able to make you jealous.
All my flirting with Ville never made you jealous, all the flirting with Johnny never made you jealous, even when I was with Jenn you were never jealous.
I thought that you didn’t care about it all at the time, that you weren’t bothered who I slept with or flirted with because I slept with you too. I always thought it was just a case of you thinking I was easy.
Until you said those words, and I choked on my reply. You just smiled and stroked my cheek, my damp hair sticking to my forehead a little, you told me it was alright, that you knew anyway.
I couldn’t make you jealous because you knew that I was only doing it to make you jealous. You knew before I did what I was doing, what I was thinking, what I was feeling.
I can say it now though, and you know, and I want the world to know, but not yet. Until I’m ready I just whisper it to you. Lying in your arms, wrapped around you, after making love to you, with you. I love you Ryan.
-*-*-
As you can tell, I'm on a roll with these drabbles. I think I've got an obsession.