Ryan Ross Imagines

Text Imagine #5

You: PLEASE STOP TOUCHING ME THERE, WE ARE IN A RESTAURANT WITH OUR FRIENDS

Ryan: Why? Your so wet for me babe.

You: PLEASE STIP THST

Ryan: It feels good, doesn't it?

You: Quit, quit, quit, please quit that. Of course it fucking feels good, you know I have a thing for your hands you twink.

Ryan: lol, you think I'm gay?

You: no. *Bren has joined the chat*

Bren: Can you guys not fingerfuck each other under the table like teenagers?

You: Ryan, I fucking hate you.

Bren: you guys are such a weird couple.

Ryan: lol, what about you and Sarah?

You: Ryan, stop or I will fuCKING KICK YOU

Bren: Ry she's kicking me instead, make her stop.

Ryan: ha, no.

You: ugh

Ryan: OW, YOU FUCKING KICKED ME

You: I told you I would.

Bren: Come on you weirdo's, we're going to a bar.

You: Good, I can get away from this idiot.

Ryan: Hey?!?

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