Title: He Acts Like We Never Have Met (I Don't Believe You) Author: arctic_grey (Anna Green) Rating: NC-17 Pairing: THROAM!Ryan/THROAM!Brendon POV: 1st, Brendon's Summary: This is what we faggots do: sit in the cars of strangers after sunset, watching them pay for a motel room at the reception. Disclaimer: The following story is an AU timetravel fic based on Anna Green's other story, The Heart Rate of a Mouse. This timetravel!fic is in no way connected to the real plot of THROAM, which is to say that THROAM!Ryan never goes back in time and that this is a fanfic of her fanfic. When real THROAM continues with Vol.2 - III, please bear in mind that what you're about to read never happened or happens. Ryan and Brendon never meet until 1974, and Brendon still lost his virginity to Norman the Creepy Married Guy. If you think you might get confused, then I suggest refraining from reading this until, perhaps, THROAM in its entirety is done. Lastly, the title of the fic is a Bob Dylan pun because "I'm lame like that". Warnings: father issues, religious issues, having sex with a minor, unexplained time-travel, THROAM spoilers, references and allusions. But! This can be read as an "older-timetravelling!Ryan sleeps with a younger!Brendon" fic even without the THROAM context - there will just be things you won't get, but the overall gist is pretty obvious.