Ryan woke up slowly. He didn't open his eyes right away. Even with his eyes closed he could see a glow of light that was obviously filling the room. He smiled, keeping his eyes closed. Waking up in the light meant one thing - a hotel room. It was finally their day off.
Well, almost. They hadn't been able to finish their drive the night before as one of the roads had been closed overnight for construction, so they had about an hour on the bus until they reached their final destination and then it was officially their day off.
Ryan opened his eyes slowly as he stretched out in the luxurious white feathered bed. The first thing he noticed was a pair of big brown eyes smiling back at him from beneath a mane of dark brown hair.
Brendon had climbed into bed with him, as he frequently did when he got impatient waiting for Ryan to wake up. He never woke Ryan. Instead he'd lie on the side of the bed on top of the covers and just watch and wait for Ryan to wake up on his own. He loved to be near Ryan when he first woke up.
Brendon could have no idea how much he looked like an angel lying top of the pristine white bedding with the light coming in from behind him making his dark hair glow and his pale features radiate light. Ryan's blurred, sleepy eyes added an additional haze to the vision that was Brendon. Even if his brain wasn't registering who it was yet....
"G'morning, angel,” Ryan sleepily sang.
Brendon smiled. He loved being near Ryan first thing in the morning for those precious few moments before Ryan fully woke up. Before Ryan's pretty head was filled with schedules, worries, his own brooding shyness, and his difficulty trusting. When he was just pure, sweet, innocent Ryan.
Ryan inched closer and snaked an arm around Brendon's waist, pulling him closer. Brendon happily obliged. He loved to be held by anyone.
"Tell me, angel, why are you in my bed?" he mumbled, still half asleep.
Brendon giggled. "Cause you're my friend!" he answered happily. He snuggled against Ryan's chest.
"Yeah..." Ryan murmured as he curled around Brendon beginning to drift back to sleep. "Wait, what?" Ryan's eyes flew open, and he realized that he was holding Brendon. He sat up quickly retracting his arm. "Oh, dude, I'm sorry!" He blushed and moved to the opposite side of the bed. "I did it again, didn't I?
Dammit. It never lasts long. Brendon sighed internally. "It's okay, man” He replied nonchalantly, standing up.
"Sorry. I wasn't awake. You know if you get in my bed when I'm half asleep I do dumb stuff like that." Ryan said to the floor. He moved clumsily towards his suitcase. "Well, I'm gonna take a shower." said Ryan as he trudged off to the bathroom.
"Sure. Hey, I'm gonna go over to Spence and Jon's room." he called after Ryan.
He heard an incoherent mumble from the bathroom as the shower turned on and decided to take it to mean, "Wow, I sure hope you have more fun over there than you do in a Chuckie Cheese!" (and Brendon liked Chuckie Cheese.)
"Why thank you, Ryan, you're the sweetest most loving guy I know!" he answered.
"You say something?" Ryan yelled through the bathroom door over the water.
"No!" Brendon yelled back as he headed out the door.
Less than an hour later the boys were all packed up and on their way on the bus they were beginning to think of as home.
Spencer was in the front lounge killing something on a new game he had just loaded on to his laptop. Brendon could hear the sounds of screaming and the wet squishing of whatever it was Spencer was mercilessly slaughtering via keyboard.
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Ryden Oneshots
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