I Got No Regret Right Now
Title: I Got No Regret Right Now
Author: wake_ofsaturday
Rating: PG-13
Fandoms: Panic! At The Disco, Fall out Boy, blink-182
Chapters: One-Shot/5.600
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon, Jon/Spencer, Mark/Tom
Beta: unspokenmonster
POV: 3rd
Author's Notes: A few weekes ago I asked for plots on Tumblr and the lovely ericasaur gave me the idea for this. And the title is from Feeling This, by blink-182. It has a sequel called Our Devine Defeat
Warnings: Click Here
Summary: High School! AU. Mr. DeLonge thinks they could be great together, though Ryan doesn't realize it until Brendon invites him for a college party his geeky friends are throwing. Brendon is really gorgeous, but he would never be with a boy, though that's not a problem, because Ryan doesn't really like him. Meanwhile, Jon and Spencer act like a couple, but they're not one, unless if couples break into each other's house late at night to play video games.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, This isn't real
There was a noise coming from downstairs when Spencer jerked awake from his sleep, he pushed the sheets away from his body and shook from being cold outside, his windows were still open. He walked clumsily towards the window and pulled down the glass so it won’t be so cold anymore. His feet started to lead him back towards the cozy bed when he heard the noise again
“Ugh!” He shouted to himself, careful not to wake his sisters on the next room “That fucker!”
Spencer’s guts flew to the top of his throat and he started to get angrier and angrier with each step that he took towards the mess; he ran down the stairs and entered into the kitchen, flicking on the lights and scaring the boy who was scanning the fridge with his eyes in the dark
“What are you doing here?” Spencer asked as the boy squealed from being so freaked out “Stay quiet, my parents will kill you if they see you here again” He walked towards the table and sat down at his usual chair, flopping down his head between his arms and trying to get some sleep again
“None of this will matter when we run away. Spenny sleepy, huh?" Jon asked as he closes the fridge and walked behind the table, bringing a chair to sit close to Spencer, he passed a hand by the younger’s shoulders and sighed “Your hair looks so cute like this”
“We’re not running away, but keep believing” Spencer laughed, his voice muffled. That wasn’t the first time Jon had broken into Spencer’s house in the middle of the night, but his parents had caught it once, so that was what made Spencer so mad whenever this happens.
Jon was smiling when Spencer raised his head and propped himself on his elbow to look at him. Spencer bit his tongue and blew on it, making it shake violently as spit flew over to Jon’s face
“That’s disgusting!” Jon laughed as he cleaned the spit and Spencer leaned to kiss the corner of his mouth
“Come on, we can’t stay here forever” He said after he pulled away and led Jon into his bedroom
***
Spencer’s old car was all he had as legacy, if he died today because whatever fuck Jon had decided to do with him, his parents would only get a crappy car that was falling to pieces. Every day Spencer picked Ryan up for school, he walked rushedly into the car, holding his guitar against his chest and talking eagerly, which wasn’t like him
“Today is the day, Spencer. I’m finally going to make it happen!” He said, his eyes hopeful and almost… Sparkling? Were they really sparkling?
“What?” Spencer asked confusedly, he was still missing sleeping from having Jon over in the middle of the night
“I finally have the guts to ask the Brendon kid from the music second period to do the semester project with me”
Oh yeah, his hidden crush
“Ryan” Spencer sighed “It’s been three days since the project was released, the kid must have a partner already”
“I don’t care, Spencer. This one time he said he liked my riff so I have a pretty great chance with him, my riffs and his voice together will sound fucking amazing, I’m telling you”
“Whatever you want” Spencer shrugged and drove into the school’s parking lot. Ryan and Spencer went each to their classes
Ryan had music on his first period, when he arrived there, he felt a different vibe, that was when he spotted the latino kid sitting on the corner, the boy was short and had a mustache that said ‘I can’t grow one, but I’ll do it because I’m mexican’ and he looked a little twitchy and seemed to only know ‘Bus’ in english.
Ryan ignored the kid, being the social anxious one he sat on his usual place on the second row of chairs and pulled his guitar out of the case, that was when Mr. DeLonge approached him, he had a chain of keys on his hand and ran a hand through his hair as he sat on the chair before Ryan on the first row.
“Good morning, Ryan” He said, but Ryan didn’t stop playing his guitar
“Good morning, Mr. DeLonge. How are you doing?”
“I’m great, I was actually wondering if you could do me a favor”
“What is it?”
“Will you get an acoustic for Hernando on storage?” He said giving Ryan the keys
Ryan smiled awkwardly as he grabbed them, Hernando? “Okay, Mr. DeLonge, I’ll get… Hernando’s guitar”
Ryan got up and puffed on his way towards storage, he opened the door to the dusty room full of instruments and walked in, aiming for the acoustic guitars. The door closed itself; he just shrugged at that, though he scared the crap out of himself when someone jumped from behind the drum kit.
Ryan was shouting and screaming just as much as the other person was laughing and chuckling, but then the kid calmed down and walked closer to Ryan “Oh my God! You face was priceless! I should’ve taped it”
Ryan immediately thought it was Spencer, but then he squinted his eyes a bit and saw Brendon standing there, a set of drumsticks on his hands “Brendon?” He asked rubbing his eyes
“Your name is Ryan, right? Sorry, I keep forgetting people’s names, that’s just my nature. Hey, do you have a partner for the semester project?”
Ryan’s eyes widened. Wow, this kid couldn’t stop talking, huh? But he was already doing whatever job Ryan was planning for later, and Brendon was doing that with much more style than what he was planning to.
“No, I don’t have one” Ryan said frowning to not smile
“Okay, I don’t either; do you wanna do it together?”
Ryan smiled big and nodded “Sure, I will”
“Good” Brendon said and hit the two drumsticks together, they both left the room together, but the moment Ryan was calling Mr. DeLonge to tell him the news, he said from the other side of the room “Ryan, since you don’t have a partner yet, you’ll do your work with Hernando, okay?”
Ryan felt his blood boiling, but he didn’t dare to do anything rude, instead he said politely “I’m doing my project with Urie, Mr. DeLonge”
“Oh, but I already have someone else for Brendon” He said “I’d like you to work with Hernando because he’s new and needs some friends from his own class, and you’re the only one available this period, Brendon only comes on the second. You two seem like would work great together, but I have to set Hernando up with someone”
Even Mr. DeLonge seemed to want them to work together, but his reasons were understandable. Ryan just puffed and sat down with Hernando.
***
“Are you finished, Ryan?” Ryan looked up and saw Mr. Hoppus looking at him, a handful of papers on his hand as the students left the room hurriedly
“Hm, no actually” Ryan muttered “I have this story, but I don’t think I can do 150 words, all the times I tried to do something they got way bigger than that”
Mr. Hoppus fixed his glasses on his nose and leaned before Ryan’s desk, putting a hand on it to hold his weight “How about we do this: You can take the story to finish it in another class, but I want a short story”
Ryan smiled “That’s great, I can do a short story” He started nodding and pushing his things into his backpack
“This doesn’t leave our lips, okay? If someone finds out I’m giving you activities to another class I’m screwed, you can bring it to me on the teacher’s lounge after the class”
“Sure” Ryan smiled and got up, taking off to his next class.
***
It was the break of the fouth period when Ryan decided to snuck out to the bleachers with his guitar, he sat there and just watched the football team play and scream while he tried to concentrate on something he was working by himself and without Hernando
“What are you doing there?” Someone asked from behind him, Ryan turned around and saw Brendon sitting on the top row, he didn’t get surprised this time, but he was a bit shy for sure.
“Working on a song” Ryan whispered to the boy
“Oh” Brendon smiled and got up, sitting again on the step before Ryan’s “Can you play it for me?”
Ryan frowned, but gave in “Yeah, sure”
He started playing the song to Brendon, but didn’t dare to look at his reaction because then he would be just nervous. He knew Brendon wouldn’t like it either way so he just played it cool
“It’s nice” Brendon said at one point “Just as nice as that riff you showed me the other day”
“It sucks, the riff sucked too” Ryan stopped playing and looked up at Brendon “For Mr. DeLonge to put me with Hernando I must suck”
“Does he suck that hard?” Brendon made a face
“Everything we tried to play sounded Mexican, that’s all I have to state”
Brendon laughed “I bet he just put you with him so Hernando could do something good, he seemed to feel really bad about what he had to do. What you just showed me is really great”
“Thanks, but no, I’m not good” Ryan said as he got up, ready to get back inside the school, fifth period would start in seven minutes
“Okay, I won’t argue anymore” Brendon said and got up too “Do you have anything to do this Friday?”
“No” Ryan shook his head “I have nothing”
“Well, this friend of mine from college is throwing a party and he said I could invite some people. I was already thinking I shouldn’t go, but then I thought ‘Oh, what the heck’, you know?” Brendon said as they started walking, both his hands inside his jeans pockets
“Don’t worry, I’ll go”
“Good” Brendon smiled “But there’s something you should know”
“What?”
“It’s a 80’s dance party, you have to be dressed properly and it’s gonna suck”
“Oh my God! What kind of friends do you have?” Ryan laughed “I’m sorry”
“No, that’s okay, they’re kinda crazy. You can invite that friend of yours, what’s his name again?”
“Spencer?”
“Yeah, he can take his boyfriend too, they won’t mind one more”
“You mean Jon?” Ryan frowned “He’s not Spencer’s boyfriend”
“Oh no?” Brendon asked and Ryan shook his head “What the hell, I don’t give a shit if they’re gay or not, you can invite him anyways”
“Yeah, I will” Ryan nodded and smiled “Thanks”
***
“Hey babe!” Jon shouted as he reached Spencer’s locker, he leaned against it and waited for his friend to be finished with grabbing books and stuff
“Don’t ever call me babe” Spencer said smiling before closing the locker “French kisses and middle night sneaks doesn’t make us a couple”
“That’s not all that we do!” Jon objected
“Oh yeah? What did we do last night?” Spencer pulled up his backpack that was hanging loosely in one of his shoulders while Jon walked by his other side
“I sneaked into your house and you kissed the corner of my mouth and we played video games on mute” Jon listed
Spencer nodded and Jon just gave up, putting an arm around Spencer’s shoulder as they both walked like that to their next class.
***
“Come on, I have to drop something on the teacher’s lounge” Ryan told Spencer as they got out of Chemestry after the last period
“I wanna go home!” Spencer whined and Ryan rolled his eyes
“Okay, you can go to the car, I won’t take much time” Ryan said and started walking towards the end of the hallway, he walked some more and when he reached the lounge, he looked through the glass on the door to see if Mr. Hoppus was there.
He was, and so was Mr. DeLonge, who was with his head between his arms as he rested them on the table. Mr. Hoppus was sitting by his side, one hand on his hair, caressing him as he spoke softly to the man who was hiding his face and breathing hurriedly, Mr. Hoppus placed a kiss on top of Mr. DeLonge’s head and Ryan knocked on the door.
Mr. Hoppus looked up and said something to Mr. DeLonge, who only nodded. Mr. Hoppus closed the door behind him and turned to Ryan “Hey Ryan, what’s up?”
“Is something wrong with Mr. DeLonge, Mr. Hoppus?” Ryan asked concernedly “Did something happen?”
“No, everything’s fine, he’s just a bit down. What do you want?” He explained as he put his hands inside his pants pockets after fixing the glasses on his nose. Ryan handed him the three pages of the story and his teacher smiled
“This is fucking awesome. I only let you do this because you’re good; I really think you have potential, Ryan”
“I’m not good, but thanks for letting me do this”
“Okay, if you think that you don’t then I’m not going to keep discussing this with you, but you are”
“Well, thanks. I guess” Ryan started sputtering, Mr. Hoppus was a pretty great teacher, Ryan gave him a chuckle “I have to go”
Ryan started walking away and Mr. Hoppus looked through the window on the door, he shook his head to himself and sighed before walking in again.
***
“I can’t believe you’re actually dragging me and Jon to this goddamn awful party, Ryan, you should die” Spencer said from his place on Ryan’s bed while Jon snuggled up against him
“Hm, stop talking” Jon said sleepily, pressing tighter against Spencer “I wanna sleep”
“That’s what happens when you break into my house into the middle of the night, good for you”
“Will you two stop talking? I need to find something to wear!”
“You sound like a girl” Spencer said
“And Brendon thinks you two are gay with each other”
“Fucker” Spencer spat, he wasn’t even mad that people thought he was gay, he just didn’t give a shit anymore.
Ryan took a few more pieces out of his closet before asking Spencer what he was going to wear
“I don’t know yet, I’ll… I’ll probably just think of something five minutes before the party” Spencer nodded and Ryan gave him a look
“Whatever” He shrugged and walked towards the door “I’ll go eat something, I’ll just probably order pizza, are you coming with me?”
“I can’t move”
“You can’t move or you don’t want to move?”
“A bit of both”
Ryan sighed “I’ll leave you alone with your gay boyfriend” and then he exited the room and Spencer turned around to hug the already sleeping Jon.
***
Ryan puffed one more time “No, no, no!” He was almost shouting, but he managed to get Mr. DeLonge’s look from the other side of the room “You’re putting your finger on the wrong place; you need to press all the strings!”
Apparently Hernando had never touched a guitar before, unlike his Mexican statements that must’ve been translated to English by a pig. Hernando kept playing while Ryan just watched him, punishing himself for the horrible grade he was going to get on the project he had to show in four days.
Hernando gave Ryan a fake smile when the bell ring, but Ryan just got up and went to the next class. Brendon was waiting him outside and they just walked closer “Hi” Ryan smiled to him
“Things still weird with Hernando?”
“A bit” Ryan smirked and they started walking, ended up ditching class, but that was okay, they had their guitars with him and it was Math for Ryan, there was never anything to do on Math.
When they finished, Ryan went to his English class, arriving before than most of his classmates. Mr. Hoppus was sitting on his desk and frowning behind his glasses as he saw Brendon and Ryan talking outside, then Ryan came in and walked up to him “Did you read my story, Mr. Hoppus?”
“Hm, yes! I read your story!” Mr. Hoppus laughed and looked through some papers, finding Ryan messed scribbling on a white sheet “Can I be honest with you?”
“Well, yes, you can”
“I think you have a… I don’t know, you just sort of have it, you know?” He tried to explain “Your story is great! The relationship between the girls is what makes the story a whole, not their experiences, but what they feel for each other, what makes them happy. I like the way you put some sexual implements during the story, which makes the reader wonder if they were in a serious relationship”
Ryan shyly smiled “I thought you weren’t going to notice it, I based it on these friends of mine”
“Really?” Mr. Hoppus grinned “Will you tell me about them?”
“Well, they are both crazily in love with each other, but they won’t ever admit it, actually one of them does, but he’s always using a joke tone so the other one never gets it. They have this sort of thing were they kiss and touch and release their frustrations on one another, but it’s always pretty casual”
Mr. Hoppus nodded “I see” He handed the paper to Ryan
Ryan nodded, then he looked behind him, the classroom was full, but they were all talking or sending text messages. Mr. Hoppus got up and everyone went silent.
***
“I have nothing to wear!” Ryan laughed as he and Brendon walked into the music classroom. Brendon had another class to go to, but Mr. DeLonge didn’t mind a quick visit.
“It doesn’t have to be anything fancy, Pete said he’s okay with the basic stuff, as long as it fits the theme” Brendon said and helped Ryan with his guitar.
“Don’t worry” Ryan assured him “I’ll find something”
Brendon went to his class and Mr. DeLonge walked closer and sat on Hernando’s usual place besides Ryan. Ryan fumbled with his pick for a while before his teacher started speaking “I’m sorry you two didn’t get to do the project together” He said and Ryan frowned
“That’s okay, I hav…”
“I want to repay you” Mr. DeLonge interrupted him “What’s the party’s theme?”
“It’s a 80’s dance party” Ryan smirked and Mr. DeLonge made a disgusted face “His friend from college is throwing it”
“Well” Mr. DeLonge laughed “I can help you pick something out; I think I may have some stuff on my baseme…”
“That’s really thoughtful, Mr. DeLonge, but I can’t”
“I insist!” He said jumping a bit on his chair, his hair flowing softly “I feel bad”
“Why would you feel bad? You did nothing” Ryan laughed and Mr. DeLonge sighed
“Okay, I give up. Can you watch the class for me while I go see some stuff outside?” He asked and Ryan nodded, then Mr. DeLonge got up and exited the room.
On third period Ryan went to his usual English class, when it was finished Mr. Hoppus called him while the other students left “We need to talk” He said
“Sure, what’s wrong, Mr.Hoppus?”
“Tom told me about his proposal”
“Mr. Hoppus, I…”
“Accept it, okay? Listen to me, I know Tom ever since I was twenty, I know how his mind works, he’s feeling bad because of the project, he thinks that you and Brendon would make a great team, but he couldn’t put you two together, that’s what’s happening, right?”
“Yes” Ryan nodded
“All he’s trying to do is help, I know he has stuff on his basement from back when his brother used to go to those parties, I have some stuff too. I’ll be there, okay?”
“Why is he so upset?” Ryan asked, then Mr. Hoppus looked up at him, a smirk growing on his lips
“Do you like Brendon?” Mr. Hoppus asked and Ryan frowned, he had never stopped to think about it, but now it seemed logical, so why not make it official?
“Yes” Ryan looked down, his voice coming out in a whisper “I like him”
Mr. Hoppus sighed “Tom took some years to admit he loved the person he did, who was, by the way, in front of him ever since he was your age. The thought that he’s being a lump on your relationship makes him uncomfortable, that’s all” Ryan smiled to his feet “Here’s the address” Mr. Hoppus handed him the piece of paper and Ryan took it “We’ll be waiting for you”
***
“Are you sure you can give it to me?” Jon asked as he and Brendon drove around town on Brendon’s big, purple van “I’ll keep it the whole weekend”
“I just need it Friday night, you can take it after the party, I’ll take Ryan home on Pete’s car, and it won’t be a problem”
“Thank you, dude” Jon placed a hand on Brendon’s shoulder and smiled.
***
It was weird to see Mr. Hoppus without his glasses, but now his blue eyes were more visible “Hi Ryan!” He said as he opens the door for the teenager in front of the house “How are you?”
“I’m great, Mr. Hop…”
“No Mr. Hoppus in this house, only Mark and Tom”
“Mark you fucker, come help me!” Tom screamed from the kitchen and Mark and Ryan ran to see what was going on, only walking into fog and seeing Tom waving his hands “You burned the cookies, dickweed!”
“Shut up, you twat” Mark said and carefully picked one of the black cookies, analyzing it “They’re still eatable” Mark threw the cookie back in its original place
“Ryan, tell him you can’t eat burned cookies” Tom said while he tried to get the fog away from his face
“Actually, I wasn’t in the mood for cookies, but thanks”
“Who said the cookies were for you? I was the one who was going to eat them! But someone had to ruin them” Tom said and Ryan tried not to laugh
“Here” Mark puffed and turned around, opening a cabinet and taking a blue packet out of it “Have some Chips Ahoy!” He said laughing already and threw the bag over the burned cookies
“No! They’re disgusting” Tom pouted, trying to keep a straight face as Mark grabbed back the package and opened it up, running after Tom with a little cookie on his hand
“Stop being such a baby” Mark laughed as they run around the table “I’ll push them down your throat!”
They were both laughing and tickling each other while Ryan was just smiling at the corner “Stop it!” Tom laughed when Mark started pinning him against the cabinet “Stop it, we have to help Ryan!” They both eventually stopped and Tom walked up to Ryan, placing both hands on his shoulders and leading him back to the living room. Ryan could see a couple of boxes on the corner and Tom leaned down to grab one “This one is moine” He said and Mark chuckled
***
The big, purple van’s honk released an awful sound as it parked in front of Ryan’s house. He was wearing his own jeans with a long-sleeved button down shirt full of circles around it; it was what Mr. Hoppus had to give him. He was also wearing stupidly big glasses and a ‘fun’ hat, given to him by Mr. DeLonge
Ryan hopped on the passenger seat and Brendon chuckled “You look silly”
Brendon was wearing purple pants with a yellow long-sleeved shirt and a sleeveless jeans jacket over it
“This was the best I could get; you don’t even look like you’re going to a dance party…”
“That’s because I’m too cool to dance” Brendon said and started driving off to Spencer’s. When they arrived, both Spencer and Jon jumped on the backseat wearing their usual clothes, they both got alarmed, but Brendon was the one to speak up “Come on, guys! It’s a dance party, where are your costumes?” He whined
“We’re too cool for costumes” Spencer said
“Oh, burn!” Ryan laughed “There you go”
Brendon snapped an angry look at Ryan, but he just looked back with a ‘make me’ face “Ah, whatever” Brendon threw up his hands and drove away.
The house the party was at seemed to be empty and lifeless at first look, it had two floors, but only the first floor’s lights were on “Are you sure you got the right address?” Spencer asked as he and Jon got out of the backseat
“Yes I am!” Brendon said as he locked the car “I’ve been here a thousand times before, this is where Pete and the guys live”
They knocked on the door and waited, and then a tall guy with afro hair opened up “Hi guys!” He frowned “Why are you dressed like that?” He asked at Brendon and Ryan.
“What the hell, Joe?” Brendon asked “Where’s the party?”
“Oh, Pete didn’t tell you? Patrick got a cold so he decided to cancel it”
“Well, can we at least get in? It’s kinda chilly out here”
“Sure” Joe said and opened the door for the boys to get in, founding a ginger-haired tattooed guy sitting by the table, a comic book on his hand.
“What’s up, Andy?” Brendon high-fived him
“Not much” Andy high-fived him back “So, which one is Ryan?” He asked and Brendon’s eyes went wide and shocked for a while, but then Jon stepped up, one arm on Spencer’s waist.
“He’s the one dressed like a child” He chuckled and Spencer went along with him, Ryan made a bitch face and pulled the hat and glasses off of him, placing them angrily on the table
Andy smiled and Brendon looked a bit angry, that was when a short, chubby guy wearing a hoodie and a hat walked into the room while he rubbed a piece of tissue against his nose “Hi guys” He said with a sick voice “Bden!” He said hugging Brendon
“Hey, Trick. Joe says you’re sick” Brendon said and Patrick nodded “These are Ry…”
“Okay, I don’t have time” Patrick interrupted him “Does Pete know you guys are here?” He asked and Brendon shook his head “Great, let’s go for a walk, he’s smothering me since he heard Andy say ‘bless you’ for the first time yesterday, let’s go”
“Have fun” Andy said inside his coffee mug as Patrick pushed the boys outside.
***
The back of the van was open, Spencer and Jon were sitting on it while Brendon tried to keep Ryan warm by hugging him and rubbing his arm repeatedly as they both stood beside Patrick as he spoke to Jon and Spencer.
“We should go inside, Ryan is freezing!” Patrick said and Brendon nodded, looking down at Ryan
“Do you want to?” He asked and Ryan nodded against his chest “Jon” Brendon said and Jon stopped looking at Spencer talking to Patrick to see what Brendon had to say “The keys are inside, okay?”
“Oh, okay” Jon said fumbling with the hem of his shirt for a while, he seemed to be too nervous
When Ryan and Brendon started walking back, still attached to each other, Patrick following them, Spencer got up to follow too, but Jon told him to sit down, he frowned, but did as told.
They were both sitting on the back of the van as they were before, Jon had one hand gripping on Spencer’s arm and he smiled “I want to ask you something”
“Okay” Spencer smiled “What is it?”
“Well, you know how I’ve always told you we would run away together someday…” Jon said and Spencer nodded “So, we can do it, tonight”
“What?” Spencer frowned
“Brendon borrowed me his car for the weekend, we can go anywhere”
“Are you fucking crazy, Jon?” Spencer said getting up, standing in front of the van “What the hell? You were really talking seriously?”
“Yeah! Why would you think otherwise? I’m crazy about you!” Jon protested
“Jon, I’m sixteen! You’re eighteen, that’s fine, but we can’t run away like that, what will my parents think? Plus, I don’t even have any clothes; do you even have some place for us to stay?”
“That’s the point of running away! No one will know, not even my parents know, I don’t have anything either. I was hoping it could be just the two of us, away for a weekend, I have been promising you this for ages!” Jon said, his voice getting high and angry
“But why? Is there anything we want to do that we can’t do here?” Spencer shouted back
“You want to know why? It’s because I fucking love y…”
“What?” Spencer whispered, Jon was now shouting as well, but that simple whisper made him stop everything, he looked up at Spencer, that even being younger was a bit taller than him “What did you just say?”
“I…” Jon started, but the words couldn’t get out of his mouth, he got up and tried to run away from Spencer, but he was blocked by the boy before he had made two steps, he tried to dodge, but it was useless, Spencer was fast.
Jon looked at Spencer; he sighed and got into the van, probably hoping to come out through the front. Spencer climbed in right after him “Where do you think you are goin… Going?” Spencer said as he pulled Jon’s clothes back and tried to make him come back “Come back here!”
Spencer won in the end, he grabbed Jon’s head with both hands and kissed him, Jon stopped battling right then and kissed him back. Spencer was the one to pull apart, he looked into Jon’s eyes with disbelief and they both smiled.
Jon ran a hand on Spencer’s cheek and smiled again, that was when Spencer’s smiled faded out “You love me” Spencer said “Why do you love me?”
“I totally love you, Spencer” Jon nodded “I’ve been in love with you since day one, you’re perfect”
Spencer sat on the backseat, his back resting against the door as he hugged his own legs and buried his face on his knees “I don’t believe you” He said
Jon crawled with him, standing in front of him as he sat on his own legs; a hand on Spencer’s head, trying to make him look up “Hey” Jon said closer to him “Why don’t you believe me? You should’ve known it; I’ve said it a thousand times before and I only got hate…”
“I never hated you” Spencer said, his voice muffled “But I just made you admit that you love me, I’m embarrassed”
“You shouldn’t be” Jon said “You should just tell me if you love me back, do you love me back Spencer?”
Spencer looked up and nodded, then he bit his lip and Jon leant in for another kiss. When they pulled apart Spencer said “You should go drive that car somewhere, shouldn’t you?”
Jon smiled “Is that a yes to my runaway?”
Spencer nodded and they kissed again
***
Brendon smiled, then he looked away, then he looked at Ryan once again and smiled one more time, Ryan frowned, but was sure to keep a smile as well
“I’m going back” Patrick said “I kinda miss Pete now”
Brendon chuckled “Okay. Ryan, you wanna stay here?”
“Well, I’m kind of too tired to get up”
“That’s fine, get inside whenever you two feel like it” Patrick said and started walking to the house while Ryan and Brendon kept walking down the street
“Are you still cold?” Brendon asked
“No, not so much, thanks. So, Jon and Spencer ran away together, huh?”
“I… I think they look cute together”
“Hey, you haven’t seen half the stuff my eyes have seen, okay? Those two are meant to be together since the moment they saw each other for the first time” Ryan laughed
“Have you been with anyone?” Brendon started walking backwards, a bit ahead of Ryan so they could look at each other as they walked, he seemed to be confused with his own feet at first, but after some time he had it
“I dated a girl for a few weeks in middle school, and then I got to make out with one last year and… there was a boy”
“A boy?” Brendon asked surprised, still walking backwards “I’ve never been with a boy, I wonder what it is like”
Ryan tried not to show Brendon the inside gasp he had just made “Well, it’s like kissing a girl, but without the lipstick. Though it is only worth it when you know that’s exactly what you want, then there’s no reason to…”
That was when Brendon stopped Ryan, placing both hands on his shoulders and kissing him, Ryan gasped and froze, he blinked a few times and saw Brendon’s face close to his, and then he kissed back.
Brendon hugged him, knowing that Ryan was still feeling cold, and they stayed like that for a while, just kissing each other, then Ryan felt a buzz on his jeans.
Brendon felt it too and broke the kiss “Your phone…”
Ryan sighed “Just one second”
Brendon nodded and stepped away from Ryan a little while he picked up his phone, opening the message Ryan saw ‘So, did you get him yet? Don’t ruin our clothes; if you do ruin them, we want all buttons back. Mark and Tom’
Ryan smiled, but decided not to answer back, at least not now; he would after he finished kissing Brendon a second time “Who is it?” He asked
“Just these two friends” He smiled and leaned in to kiss Brendon again.
The End
Our Devine Defeat
Author: wake_ofsaturday
Rating: PG-13
Fandoms: Panic! At The Disco, Fall out Boy, blink-182
Chapters: One-Shot/5.600
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon, Jon/Spencer, Mark/Tom
Beta: unspokenmonster
POV: 3rd
Author's Notes: A few weekes ago I asked for plots on Tumblr and the lovely ericasaur gave me the idea for this. And the title is from Feeling This, by blink-182. It has a sequel called Our Devine Defeat
Warnings: Click Here
Summary: High School! AU. Mr. DeLonge thinks they could be great together, though Ryan doesn't realize it until Brendon invites him for a college party his geeky friends are throwing. Brendon is really gorgeous, but he would never be with a boy, though that's not a problem, because Ryan doesn't really like him. Meanwhile, Jon and Spencer act like a couple, but they're not one, unless if couples break into each other's house late at night to play video games.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, This isn't real
There was a noise coming from downstairs when Spencer jerked awake from his sleep, he pushed the sheets away from his body and shook from being cold outside, his windows were still open. He walked clumsily towards the window and pulled down the glass so it won’t be so cold anymore. His feet started to lead him back towards the cozy bed when he heard the noise again
“Ugh!” He shouted to himself, careful not to wake his sisters on the next room “That fucker!”
Spencer’s guts flew to the top of his throat and he started to get angrier and angrier with each step that he took towards the mess; he ran down the stairs and entered into the kitchen, flicking on the lights and scaring the boy who was scanning the fridge with his eyes in the dark
“What are you doing here?” Spencer asked as the boy squealed from being so freaked out “Stay quiet, my parents will kill you if they see you here again” He walked towards the table and sat down at his usual chair, flopping down his head between his arms and trying to get some sleep again
“None of this will matter when we run away. Spenny sleepy, huh?" Jon asked as he closes the fridge and walked behind the table, bringing a chair to sit close to Spencer, he passed a hand by the younger’s shoulders and sighed “Your hair looks so cute like this”
“We’re not running away, but keep believing” Spencer laughed, his voice muffled. That wasn’t the first time Jon had broken into Spencer’s house in the middle of the night, but his parents had caught it once, so that was what made Spencer so mad whenever this happens.
Jon was smiling when Spencer raised his head and propped himself on his elbow to look at him. Spencer bit his tongue and blew on it, making it shake violently as spit flew over to Jon’s face
“That’s disgusting!” Jon laughed as he cleaned the spit and Spencer leaned to kiss the corner of his mouth
“Come on, we can’t stay here forever” He said after he pulled away and led Jon into his bedroom
***
Spencer’s old car was all he had as legacy, if he died today because whatever fuck Jon had decided to do with him, his parents would only get a crappy car that was falling to pieces. Every day Spencer picked Ryan up for school, he walked rushedly into the car, holding his guitar against his chest and talking eagerly, which wasn’t like him
“Today is the day, Spencer. I’m finally going to make it happen!” He said, his eyes hopeful and almost… Sparkling? Were they really sparkling?
“What?” Spencer asked confusedly, he was still missing sleeping from having Jon over in the middle of the night
“I finally have the guts to ask the Brendon kid from the music second period to do the semester project with me”
Oh yeah, his hidden crush
“Ryan” Spencer sighed “It’s been three days since the project was released, the kid must have a partner already”
“I don’t care, Spencer. This one time he said he liked my riff so I have a pretty great chance with him, my riffs and his voice together will sound fucking amazing, I’m telling you”
“Whatever you want” Spencer shrugged and drove into the school’s parking lot. Ryan and Spencer went each to their classes
Ryan had music on his first period, when he arrived there, he felt a different vibe, that was when he spotted the latino kid sitting on the corner, the boy was short and had a mustache that said ‘I can’t grow one, but I’ll do it because I’m mexican’ and he looked a little twitchy and seemed to only know ‘Bus’ in english.
Ryan ignored the kid, being the social anxious one he sat on his usual place on the second row of chairs and pulled his guitar out of the case, that was when Mr. DeLonge approached him, he had a chain of keys on his hand and ran a hand through his hair as he sat on the chair before Ryan on the first row.
“Good morning, Ryan” He said, but Ryan didn’t stop playing his guitar
“Good morning, Mr. DeLonge. How are you doing?”
“I’m great, I was actually wondering if you could do me a favor”
“What is it?”
“Will you get an acoustic for Hernando on storage?” He said giving Ryan the keys
Ryan smiled awkwardly as he grabbed them, Hernando? “Okay, Mr. DeLonge, I’ll get… Hernando’s guitar”
Ryan got up and puffed on his way towards storage, he opened the door to the dusty room full of instruments and walked in, aiming for the acoustic guitars. The door closed itself; he just shrugged at that, though he scared the crap out of himself when someone jumped from behind the drum kit.
Ryan was shouting and screaming just as much as the other person was laughing and chuckling, but then the kid calmed down and walked closer to Ryan “Oh my God! You face was priceless! I should’ve taped it”
Ryan immediately thought it was Spencer, but then he squinted his eyes a bit and saw Brendon standing there, a set of drumsticks on his hands “Brendon?” He asked rubbing his eyes
“Your name is Ryan, right? Sorry, I keep forgetting people’s names, that’s just my nature. Hey, do you have a partner for the semester project?”
Ryan’s eyes widened. Wow, this kid couldn’t stop talking, huh? But he was already doing whatever job Ryan was planning for later, and Brendon was doing that with much more style than what he was planning to.
“No, I don’t have one” Ryan said frowning to not smile
“Okay, I don’t either; do you wanna do it together?”
Ryan smiled big and nodded “Sure, I will”
“Good” Brendon said and hit the two drumsticks together, they both left the room together, but the moment Ryan was calling Mr. DeLonge to tell him the news, he said from the other side of the room “Ryan, since you don’t have a partner yet, you’ll do your work with Hernando, okay?”
Ryan felt his blood boiling, but he didn’t dare to do anything rude, instead he said politely “I’m doing my project with Urie, Mr. DeLonge”
“Oh, but I already have someone else for Brendon” He said “I’d like you to work with Hernando because he’s new and needs some friends from his own class, and you’re the only one available this period, Brendon only comes on the second. You two seem like would work great together, but I have to set Hernando up with someone”
Even Mr. DeLonge seemed to want them to work together, but his reasons were understandable. Ryan just puffed and sat down with Hernando.
***
“Are you finished, Ryan?” Ryan looked up and saw Mr. Hoppus looking at him, a handful of papers on his hand as the students left the room hurriedly
“Hm, no actually” Ryan muttered “I have this story, but I don’t think I can do 150 words, all the times I tried to do something they got way bigger than that”
Mr. Hoppus fixed his glasses on his nose and leaned before Ryan’s desk, putting a hand on it to hold his weight “How about we do this: You can take the story to finish it in another class, but I want a short story”
Ryan smiled “That’s great, I can do a short story” He started nodding and pushing his things into his backpack
“This doesn’t leave our lips, okay? If someone finds out I’m giving you activities to another class I’m screwed, you can bring it to me on the teacher’s lounge after the class”
“Sure” Ryan smiled and got up, taking off to his next class.
***
It was the break of the fouth period when Ryan decided to snuck out to the bleachers with his guitar, he sat there and just watched the football team play and scream while he tried to concentrate on something he was working by himself and without Hernando
“What are you doing there?” Someone asked from behind him, Ryan turned around and saw Brendon sitting on the top row, he didn’t get surprised this time, but he was a bit shy for sure.
“Working on a song” Ryan whispered to the boy
“Oh” Brendon smiled and got up, sitting again on the step before Ryan’s “Can you play it for me?”
Ryan frowned, but gave in “Yeah, sure”
He started playing the song to Brendon, but didn’t dare to look at his reaction because then he would be just nervous. He knew Brendon wouldn’t like it either way so he just played it cool
“It’s nice” Brendon said at one point “Just as nice as that riff you showed me the other day”
“It sucks, the riff sucked too” Ryan stopped playing and looked up at Brendon “For Mr. DeLonge to put me with Hernando I must suck”
“Does he suck that hard?” Brendon made a face
“Everything we tried to play sounded Mexican, that’s all I have to state”
Brendon laughed “I bet he just put you with him so Hernando could do something good, he seemed to feel really bad about what he had to do. What you just showed me is really great”
“Thanks, but no, I’m not good” Ryan said as he got up, ready to get back inside the school, fifth period would start in seven minutes
“Okay, I won’t argue anymore” Brendon said and got up too “Do you have anything to do this Friday?”
“No” Ryan shook his head “I have nothing”
“Well, this friend of mine from college is throwing a party and he said I could invite some people. I was already thinking I shouldn’t go, but then I thought ‘Oh, what the heck’, you know?” Brendon said as they started walking, both his hands inside his jeans pockets
“Don’t worry, I’ll go”
“Good” Brendon smiled “But there’s something you should know”
“What?”
“It’s a 80’s dance party, you have to be dressed properly and it’s gonna suck”
“Oh my God! What kind of friends do you have?” Ryan laughed “I’m sorry”
“No, that’s okay, they’re kinda crazy. You can invite that friend of yours, what’s his name again?”
“Spencer?”
“Yeah, he can take his boyfriend too, they won’t mind one more”
“You mean Jon?” Ryan frowned “He’s not Spencer’s boyfriend”
“Oh no?” Brendon asked and Ryan shook his head “What the hell, I don’t give a shit if they’re gay or not, you can invite him anyways”
“Yeah, I will” Ryan nodded and smiled “Thanks”
***
“Hey babe!” Jon shouted as he reached Spencer’s locker, he leaned against it and waited for his friend to be finished with grabbing books and stuff
“Don’t ever call me babe” Spencer said smiling before closing the locker “French kisses and middle night sneaks doesn’t make us a couple”
“That’s not all that we do!” Jon objected
“Oh yeah? What did we do last night?” Spencer pulled up his backpack that was hanging loosely in one of his shoulders while Jon walked by his other side
“I sneaked into your house and you kissed the corner of my mouth and we played video games on mute” Jon listed
Spencer nodded and Jon just gave up, putting an arm around Spencer’s shoulder as they both walked like that to their next class.
***
“Come on, I have to drop something on the teacher’s lounge” Ryan told Spencer as they got out of Chemestry after the last period
“I wanna go home!” Spencer whined and Ryan rolled his eyes
“Okay, you can go to the car, I won’t take much time” Ryan said and started walking towards the end of the hallway, he walked some more and when he reached the lounge, he looked through the glass on the door to see if Mr. Hoppus was there.
He was, and so was Mr. DeLonge, who was with his head between his arms as he rested them on the table. Mr. Hoppus was sitting by his side, one hand on his hair, caressing him as he spoke softly to the man who was hiding his face and breathing hurriedly, Mr. Hoppus placed a kiss on top of Mr. DeLonge’s head and Ryan knocked on the door.
Mr. Hoppus looked up and said something to Mr. DeLonge, who only nodded. Mr. Hoppus closed the door behind him and turned to Ryan “Hey Ryan, what’s up?”
“Is something wrong with Mr. DeLonge, Mr. Hoppus?” Ryan asked concernedly “Did something happen?”
“No, everything’s fine, he’s just a bit down. What do you want?” He explained as he put his hands inside his pants pockets after fixing the glasses on his nose. Ryan handed him the three pages of the story and his teacher smiled
“This is fucking awesome. I only let you do this because you’re good; I really think you have potential, Ryan”
“I’m not good, but thanks for letting me do this”
“Okay, if you think that you don’t then I’m not going to keep discussing this with you, but you are”
“Well, thanks. I guess” Ryan started sputtering, Mr. Hoppus was a pretty great teacher, Ryan gave him a chuckle “I have to go”
Ryan started walking away and Mr. Hoppus looked through the window on the door, he shook his head to himself and sighed before walking in again.
***
“I can’t believe you’re actually dragging me and Jon to this goddamn awful party, Ryan, you should die” Spencer said from his place on Ryan’s bed while Jon snuggled up against him
“Hm, stop talking” Jon said sleepily, pressing tighter against Spencer “I wanna sleep”
“That’s what happens when you break into my house into the middle of the night, good for you”
“Will you two stop talking? I need to find something to wear!”
“You sound like a girl” Spencer said
“And Brendon thinks you two are gay with each other”
“Fucker” Spencer spat, he wasn’t even mad that people thought he was gay, he just didn’t give a shit anymore.
Ryan took a few more pieces out of his closet before asking Spencer what he was going to wear
“I don’t know yet, I’ll… I’ll probably just think of something five minutes before the party” Spencer nodded and Ryan gave him a look
“Whatever” He shrugged and walked towards the door “I’ll go eat something, I’ll just probably order pizza, are you coming with me?”
“I can’t move”
“You can’t move or you don’t want to move?”
“A bit of both”
Ryan sighed “I’ll leave you alone with your gay boyfriend” and then he exited the room and Spencer turned around to hug the already sleeping Jon.
***
Ryan puffed one more time “No, no, no!” He was almost shouting, but he managed to get Mr. DeLonge’s look from the other side of the room “You’re putting your finger on the wrong place; you need to press all the strings!”
Apparently Hernando had never touched a guitar before, unlike his Mexican statements that must’ve been translated to English by a pig. Hernando kept playing while Ryan just watched him, punishing himself for the horrible grade he was going to get on the project he had to show in four days.
Hernando gave Ryan a fake smile when the bell ring, but Ryan just got up and went to the next class. Brendon was waiting him outside and they just walked closer “Hi” Ryan smiled to him
“Things still weird with Hernando?”
“A bit” Ryan smirked and they started walking, ended up ditching class, but that was okay, they had their guitars with him and it was Math for Ryan, there was never anything to do on Math.
When they finished, Ryan went to his English class, arriving before than most of his classmates. Mr. Hoppus was sitting on his desk and frowning behind his glasses as he saw Brendon and Ryan talking outside, then Ryan came in and walked up to him “Did you read my story, Mr. Hoppus?”
“Hm, yes! I read your story!” Mr. Hoppus laughed and looked through some papers, finding Ryan messed scribbling on a white sheet “Can I be honest with you?”
“Well, yes, you can”
“I think you have a… I don’t know, you just sort of have it, you know?” He tried to explain “Your story is great! The relationship between the girls is what makes the story a whole, not their experiences, but what they feel for each other, what makes them happy. I like the way you put some sexual implements during the story, which makes the reader wonder if they were in a serious relationship”
Ryan shyly smiled “I thought you weren’t going to notice it, I based it on these friends of mine”
“Really?” Mr. Hoppus grinned “Will you tell me about them?”
“Well, they are both crazily in love with each other, but they won’t ever admit it, actually one of them does, but he’s always using a joke tone so the other one never gets it. They have this sort of thing were they kiss and touch and release their frustrations on one another, but it’s always pretty casual”
Mr. Hoppus nodded “I see” He handed the paper to Ryan
Ryan nodded, then he looked behind him, the classroom was full, but they were all talking or sending text messages. Mr. Hoppus got up and everyone went silent.
***
“I have nothing to wear!” Ryan laughed as he and Brendon walked into the music classroom. Brendon had another class to go to, but Mr. DeLonge didn’t mind a quick visit.
“It doesn’t have to be anything fancy, Pete said he’s okay with the basic stuff, as long as it fits the theme” Brendon said and helped Ryan with his guitar.
“Don’t worry” Ryan assured him “I’ll find something”
Brendon went to his class and Mr. DeLonge walked closer and sat on Hernando’s usual place besides Ryan. Ryan fumbled with his pick for a while before his teacher started speaking “I’m sorry you two didn’t get to do the project together” He said and Ryan frowned
“That’s okay, I hav…”
“I want to repay you” Mr. DeLonge interrupted him “What’s the party’s theme?”
“It’s a 80’s dance party” Ryan smirked and Mr. DeLonge made a disgusted face “His friend from college is throwing it”
“Well” Mr. DeLonge laughed “I can help you pick something out; I think I may have some stuff on my baseme…”
“That’s really thoughtful, Mr. DeLonge, but I can’t”
“I insist!” He said jumping a bit on his chair, his hair flowing softly “I feel bad”
“Why would you feel bad? You did nothing” Ryan laughed and Mr. DeLonge sighed
“Okay, I give up. Can you watch the class for me while I go see some stuff outside?” He asked and Ryan nodded, then Mr. DeLonge got up and exited the room.
On third period Ryan went to his usual English class, when it was finished Mr. Hoppus called him while the other students left “We need to talk” He said
“Sure, what’s wrong, Mr.Hoppus?”
“Tom told me about his proposal”
“Mr. Hoppus, I…”
“Accept it, okay? Listen to me, I know Tom ever since I was twenty, I know how his mind works, he’s feeling bad because of the project, he thinks that you and Brendon would make a great team, but he couldn’t put you two together, that’s what’s happening, right?”
“Yes” Ryan nodded
“All he’s trying to do is help, I know he has stuff on his basement from back when his brother used to go to those parties, I have some stuff too. I’ll be there, okay?”
“Why is he so upset?” Ryan asked, then Mr. Hoppus looked up at him, a smirk growing on his lips
“Do you like Brendon?” Mr. Hoppus asked and Ryan frowned, he had never stopped to think about it, but now it seemed logical, so why not make it official?
“Yes” Ryan looked down, his voice coming out in a whisper “I like him”
Mr. Hoppus sighed “Tom took some years to admit he loved the person he did, who was, by the way, in front of him ever since he was your age. The thought that he’s being a lump on your relationship makes him uncomfortable, that’s all” Ryan smiled to his feet “Here’s the address” Mr. Hoppus handed him the piece of paper and Ryan took it “We’ll be waiting for you”
***
“Are you sure you can give it to me?” Jon asked as he and Brendon drove around town on Brendon’s big, purple van “I’ll keep it the whole weekend”
“I just need it Friday night, you can take it after the party, I’ll take Ryan home on Pete’s car, and it won’t be a problem”
“Thank you, dude” Jon placed a hand on Brendon’s shoulder and smiled.
***
It was weird to see Mr. Hoppus without his glasses, but now his blue eyes were more visible “Hi Ryan!” He said as he opens the door for the teenager in front of the house “How are you?”
“I’m great, Mr. Hop…”
“No Mr. Hoppus in this house, only Mark and Tom”
“Mark you fucker, come help me!” Tom screamed from the kitchen and Mark and Ryan ran to see what was going on, only walking into fog and seeing Tom waving his hands “You burned the cookies, dickweed!”
“Shut up, you twat” Mark said and carefully picked one of the black cookies, analyzing it “They’re still eatable” Mark threw the cookie back in its original place
“Ryan, tell him you can’t eat burned cookies” Tom said while he tried to get the fog away from his face
“Actually, I wasn’t in the mood for cookies, but thanks”
“Who said the cookies were for you? I was the one who was going to eat them! But someone had to ruin them” Tom said and Ryan tried not to laugh
“Here” Mark puffed and turned around, opening a cabinet and taking a blue packet out of it “Have some Chips Ahoy!” He said laughing already and threw the bag over the burned cookies
“No! They’re disgusting” Tom pouted, trying to keep a straight face as Mark grabbed back the package and opened it up, running after Tom with a little cookie on his hand
“Stop being such a baby” Mark laughed as they run around the table “I’ll push them down your throat!”
They were both laughing and tickling each other while Ryan was just smiling at the corner “Stop it!” Tom laughed when Mark started pinning him against the cabinet “Stop it, we have to help Ryan!” They both eventually stopped and Tom walked up to Ryan, placing both hands on his shoulders and leading him back to the living room. Ryan could see a couple of boxes on the corner and Tom leaned down to grab one “This one is moine” He said and Mark chuckled
***
The big, purple van’s honk released an awful sound as it parked in front of Ryan’s house. He was wearing his own jeans with a long-sleeved button down shirt full of circles around it; it was what Mr. Hoppus had to give him. He was also wearing stupidly big glasses and a ‘fun’ hat, given to him by Mr. DeLonge
Ryan hopped on the passenger seat and Brendon chuckled “You look silly”
Brendon was wearing purple pants with a yellow long-sleeved shirt and a sleeveless jeans jacket over it
“This was the best I could get; you don’t even look like you’re going to a dance party…”
“That’s because I’m too cool to dance” Brendon said and started driving off to Spencer’s. When they arrived, both Spencer and Jon jumped on the backseat wearing their usual clothes, they both got alarmed, but Brendon was the one to speak up “Come on, guys! It’s a dance party, where are your costumes?” He whined
“We’re too cool for costumes” Spencer said
“Oh, burn!” Ryan laughed “There you go”
Brendon snapped an angry look at Ryan, but he just looked back with a ‘make me’ face “Ah, whatever” Brendon threw up his hands and drove away.
The house the party was at seemed to be empty and lifeless at first look, it had two floors, but only the first floor’s lights were on “Are you sure you got the right address?” Spencer asked as he and Jon got out of the backseat
“Yes I am!” Brendon said as he locked the car “I’ve been here a thousand times before, this is where Pete and the guys live”
They knocked on the door and waited, and then a tall guy with afro hair opened up “Hi guys!” He frowned “Why are you dressed like that?” He asked at Brendon and Ryan.
“What the hell, Joe?” Brendon asked “Where’s the party?”
“Oh, Pete didn’t tell you? Patrick got a cold so he decided to cancel it”
“Well, can we at least get in? It’s kinda chilly out here”
“Sure” Joe said and opened the door for the boys to get in, founding a ginger-haired tattooed guy sitting by the table, a comic book on his hand.
“What’s up, Andy?” Brendon high-fived him
“Not much” Andy high-fived him back “So, which one is Ryan?” He asked and Brendon’s eyes went wide and shocked for a while, but then Jon stepped up, one arm on Spencer’s waist.
“He’s the one dressed like a child” He chuckled and Spencer went along with him, Ryan made a bitch face and pulled the hat and glasses off of him, placing them angrily on the table
Andy smiled and Brendon looked a bit angry, that was when a short, chubby guy wearing a hoodie and a hat walked into the room while he rubbed a piece of tissue against his nose “Hi guys” He said with a sick voice “Bden!” He said hugging Brendon
“Hey, Trick. Joe says you’re sick” Brendon said and Patrick nodded “These are Ry…”
“Okay, I don’t have time” Patrick interrupted him “Does Pete know you guys are here?” He asked and Brendon shook his head “Great, let’s go for a walk, he’s smothering me since he heard Andy say ‘bless you’ for the first time yesterday, let’s go”
“Have fun” Andy said inside his coffee mug as Patrick pushed the boys outside.
***
The back of the van was open, Spencer and Jon were sitting on it while Brendon tried to keep Ryan warm by hugging him and rubbing his arm repeatedly as they both stood beside Patrick as he spoke to Jon and Spencer.
“We should go inside, Ryan is freezing!” Patrick said and Brendon nodded, looking down at Ryan
“Do you want to?” He asked and Ryan nodded against his chest “Jon” Brendon said and Jon stopped looking at Spencer talking to Patrick to see what Brendon had to say “The keys are inside, okay?”
“Oh, okay” Jon said fumbling with the hem of his shirt for a while, he seemed to be too nervous
When Ryan and Brendon started walking back, still attached to each other, Patrick following them, Spencer got up to follow too, but Jon told him to sit down, he frowned, but did as told.
They were both sitting on the back of the van as they were before, Jon had one hand gripping on Spencer’s arm and he smiled “I want to ask you something”
“Okay” Spencer smiled “What is it?”
“Well, you know how I’ve always told you we would run away together someday…” Jon said and Spencer nodded “So, we can do it, tonight”
“What?” Spencer frowned
“Brendon borrowed me his car for the weekend, we can go anywhere”
“Are you fucking crazy, Jon?” Spencer said getting up, standing in front of the van “What the hell? You were really talking seriously?”
“Yeah! Why would you think otherwise? I’m crazy about you!” Jon protested
“Jon, I’m sixteen! You’re eighteen, that’s fine, but we can’t run away like that, what will my parents think? Plus, I don’t even have any clothes; do you even have some place for us to stay?”
“That’s the point of running away! No one will know, not even my parents know, I don’t have anything either. I was hoping it could be just the two of us, away for a weekend, I have been promising you this for ages!” Jon said, his voice getting high and angry
“But why? Is there anything we want to do that we can’t do here?” Spencer shouted back
“You want to know why? It’s because I fucking love y…”
“What?” Spencer whispered, Jon was now shouting as well, but that simple whisper made him stop everything, he looked up at Spencer, that even being younger was a bit taller than him “What did you just say?”
“I…” Jon started, but the words couldn’t get out of his mouth, he got up and tried to run away from Spencer, but he was blocked by the boy before he had made two steps, he tried to dodge, but it was useless, Spencer was fast.
Jon looked at Spencer; he sighed and got into the van, probably hoping to come out through the front. Spencer climbed in right after him “Where do you think you are goin… Going?” Spencer said as he pulled Jon’s clothes back and tried to make him come back “Come back here!”
Spencer won in the end, he grabbed Jon’s head with both hands and kissed him, Jon stopped battling right then and kissed him back. Spencer was the one to pull apart, he looked into Jon’s eyes with disbelief and they both smiled.
Jon ran a hand on Spencer’s cheek and smiled again, that was when Spencer’s smiled faded out “You love me” Spencer said “Why do you love me?”
“I totally love you, Spencer” Jon nodded “I’ve been in love with you since day one, you’re perfect”
Spencer sat on the backseat, his back resting against the door as he hugged his own legs and buried his face on his knees “I don’t believe you” He said
Jon crawled with him, standing in front of him as he sat on his own legs; a hand on Spencer’s head, trying to make him look up “Hey” Jon said closer to him “Why don’t you believe me? You should’ve known it; I’ve said it a thousand times before and I only got hate…”
“I never hated you” Spencer said, his voice muffled “But I just made you admit that you love me, I’m embarrassed”
“You shouldn’t be” Jon said “You should just tell me if you love me back, do you love me back Spencer?”
Spencer looked up and nodded, then he bit his lip and Jon leant in for another kiss. When they pulled apart Spencer said “You should go drive that car somewhere, shouldn’t you?”
Jon smiled “Is that a yes to my runaway?”
Spencer nodded and they kissed again
***
Brendon smiled, then he looked away, then he looked at Ryan once again and smiled one more time, Ryan frowned, but was sure to keep a smile as well
“I’m going back” Patrick said “I kinda miss Pete now”
Brendon chuckled “Okay. Ryan, you wanna stay here?”
“Well, I’m kind of too tired to get up”
“That’s fine, get inside whenever you two feel like it” Patrick said and started walking to the house while Ryan and Brendon kept walking down the street
“Are you still cold?” Brendon asked
“No, not so much, thanks. So, Jon and Spencer ran away together, huh?”
“I… I think they look cute together”
“Hey, you haven’t seen half the stuff my eyes have seen, okay? Those two are meant to be together since the moment they saw each other for the first time” Ryan laughed
“Have you been with anyone?” Brendon started walking backwards, a bit ahead of Ryan so they could look at each other as they walked, he seemed to be confused with his own feet at first, but after some time he had it
“I dated a girl for a few weeks in middle school, and then I got to make out with one last year and… there was a boy”
“A boy?” Brendon asked surprised, still walking backwards “I’ve never been with a boy, I wonder what it is like”
Ryan tried not to show Brendon the inside gasp he had just made “Well, it’s like kissing a girl, but without the lipstick. Though it is only worth it when you know that’s exactly what you want, then there’s no reason to…”
That was when Brendon stopped Ryan, placing both hands on his shoulders and kissing him, Ryan gasped and froze, he blinked a few times and saw Brendon’s face close to his, and then he kissed back.
Brendon hugged him, knowing that Ryan was still feeling cold, and they stayed like that for a while, just kissing each other, then Ryan felt a buzz on his jeans.
Brendon felt it too and broke the kiss “Your phone…”
Ryan sighed “Just one second”
Brendon nodded and stepped away from Ryan a little while he picked up his phone, opening the message Ryan saw ‘So, did you get him yet? Don’t ruin our clothes; if you do ruin them, we want all buttons back. Mark and Tom’
Ryan smiled, but decided not to answer back, at least not now; he would after he finished kissing Brendon a second time “Who is it?” He asked
“Just these two friends” He smiled and leaned in to kiss Brendon again.
The End
Our Devine Defeat