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Right Beside me
By ForgotYourName

 


Days like these don't happen very often, especially when your a member from Panic! at the disco. When your on tour all the things you have to do it media related, Tv shows, Radio, Interviews blah blah blah! All day every day. So when you get days like these where all you have to worry about is what you are going to eat and when you are going to do it, you just have to learn to appreciate it.

Brendon loved these sort of days.

Ryan, Jon and Spencer where all doing their own thing and frankly, Brendon didn't mind. All he wanted to do was sit in his room all day and do what he did best. Nothing.

Brendon let out a long sigh, he stretched his arms over his head and continued to stare blankly up at the ceiling fan directly above him. He was so content sitting here all by himself he didn't even notice Ryan enter his hotel room until his face popped up into view.
"What are you doing?" he asked, a frown crossing his features
"Looking up at the fan, thinking about nothing and eveything, why?" He replied,
"Why are you on the ground?" Ryan continued to frown.
"Because" Brendon said.
'Why don't you lie on the bed?"
Brendon looked around then smiled warmly up at Ryan
"Why lie on the bed when you can lie on the ground? Because it's just like being outside on the grass looking up at the clouds, but looking up at the fan, It's great!" Brendon patted the floor next to him, "Join me" He said pulling on Ryan's ankle. Ryan sighed, he knew Brendon wouldn't exept a No. He is very stubborn, Ryan could easily put up a fight but they would be here until the next morning. He groaned and flopped down onto the ground next to Brendon.

Ryan didn't know how long they had been there. All he knew was the floor was hard and the carpet was itchy. Letting out a groan and shifting slightly, Ryan plotted how long it would take for him to jump up, run to the door and out of it. Brendon would probably stop him half way making the process harder. So Ryan abandoned his plan and turned to face Brendon.
"So..." he started, pulling himself up onto his elbows "What are you thinking about?" He watched Brendon's gaze fall from the fan down to his.
Brendon shifted a little and cleared his throat "Uh..." His gaze dropped and he fiddled with his hands. Now Ryan was getting a little worried, what could Brendon be keeping from him?
"I dunno. Anything really..." but Ryan wasn't convinced, he could tell by Brendon's tone.
"You can tell me you know" Ryan replied moving to a sitting position. Brendon hesitated before sitting up "I'll show you" Brendon said simply, he sat on his knees and placed his hands on his thighs.
"I need you to close your eyes" Brendon said. Ryan paused, then slowly closed his eyes.

Brendon took a deep breath, he watched Ryan for a second or two before building up the courage to move forward a little bit. Brendon paused again, took one last breath and practically fell forward, his lips pressing lightly against the corner of Ryan's mouth. Brendon pulled back and waited. Ryan eyes opened, his face was blank as he stared straight at Brendon. Then Ryan's face broke into a huge smile.
"You missed my mouth you know" Ryan said, Brendon couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah..." He was grinning like an idiot, "I think I need some practice" Brendon blushed and Ryan continued to laugh"I think we both do"

 

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