fic: sunshine in the making
sunshine in the making
jon/ryan
pg-13
750 words
for the "other: to wake them up" square on my kissbingo card.
(you can see the rest of my card here)
Your typical morning at the Ross-Walker residence. Or well, not entirely.
Ryan is still asleep when Jon comes back to their bedroom carrying their breakfast. He's sprawled all over the bed, limbs invading the space Jon vacated a bit earlier. Jon shakes his head lightly and places the plate on his nightstand before crawling on the bed.
Ryan doesn't seem to notice and Jon bends down to press a soft kiss on his chest. Jon keeps his eyes locked on Ryan's face as he slowly kisses his way up to his mouth, beard scraping lightly against Ryan's skin. Ryan makes a sleepy noise, arm moving to push Jon away but Jon just laughs and bites at the skin of Ryan's neck.
He can feel Ryan moving under him and he waits until Ryan's eyes finally open to lean in and press his mouth against Ryan's. Ryan makes another noise in the back of his throat but it sounds happy and the way Ryan opens his mouth wider, giving access to Jon kind of gives it away.
They spend some time quietly making out until Jon pulls back, a huge grin on his face.
"Good morning," Jon says and Ryan smiles back, "I brought you breakfast."
Ryan turns his head to look at the nightstand where Jon put the plate down and he can see the toasts, jelly and coffee. He moves back to Jon and tugs him down, kissing him again and mumbling softly, "you're the best husband."
Jon laughs against his mouth. "Why thank you."
He rolls away from Ryan and off the bed to grab the plate. He climbs back delicately and waits until Ryan propped himself against the headboard to put the plate down. They sit side by side, arms touching and legs under the sheets.
Ryan takes his mug from the plate and it lets out a few badly tuned notes before quieting down. (It was one of those mugs that start playing this annoying Christmas-y tune when you lift them up. Jon loved it when he saw it at the store and he couldn't resist giving it as a present a few Christmases ago because Ryan needed a mug to stand next to Jon's on the shelf.)
It's still too hot in his hands and he blows the steam away when Jon suddenly leans closer and dips his toast in Ryan's coffee.
"Hey!" Ryan says, indignant. "Stay away from my coffee."
Jon just laughs around a mouthful of toast and leans in again in an attempt to do it a second time. But this time Ryan is prepared and he shields his cup with his hands, giving Jon a predatory look. "Mine."
"Maybe, but I made the coffee," Jon says with a smug grin on his face.
"That's true. And you're the best husband that has ever existed. You know what awesome husbands also do? Let their beloved ones eat in peace. And you have your own cup anyway." Ryan smiles at Jon, satisfied and lifts his mug to take his first sip. But the coffee is still too hot and burns his tongue.
Ryan curses as he puts his mug on his nightstand while Jon is laughing at him. "It's not funny asshole," Ryan says, punching Jon in the side but there's a smile on his face too.
Jon looks back at him and his eyes are shining from laughing too hard but he sounds serious when he speaks. "I love you, you know that?"
They look each other in the eyes and Ryan can see just how much Jon loves him and cares about him. He looks down when Jon's hand cups his face and remembers what day it is.
"Hey," Jon says softly, "today is going to be great. They're going to love you." He leans in and kisses the corner of Ryan's mouth.
"How could they not love you?" he mumbles against Ryan's skin and it's too much and Ryan puts his arms around Jon, pulling him close.
They stay like that for a while, just hugging each other. It's not the first adoption agency they're going to and Ryan doesn't want to get his hopes up too much. He's tired of receiving no's.
It was Jon's idea but they've been dreaming together for months now.
Jon's face is pressed against Ryan's neck and he can feel Jon's breath on his skin. One of Jon's fingers is tracing circles on his chest when Jon speaks up again. "You'd make a great dad, Ry."
Ryan just kisses Jon's hair and hugs him tighter.
jon/ryan
pg-13
750 words
for the "other: to wake them up" square on my kissbingo card.
(you can see the rest of my card here)
Your typical morning at the Ross-Walker residence. Or well, not entirely.
Ryan is still asleep when Jon comes back to their bedroom carrying their breakfast. He's sprawled all over the bed, limbs invading the space Jon vacated a bit earlier. Jon shakes his head lightly and places the plate on his nightstand before crawling on the bed.
Ryan doesn't seem to notice and Jon bends down to press a soft kiss on his chest. Jon keeps his eyes locked on Ryan's face as he slowly kisses his way up to his mouth, beard scraping lightly against Ryan's skin. Ryan makes a sleepy noise, arm moving to push Jon away but Jon just laughs and bites at the skin of Ryan's neck.
He can feel Ryan moving under him and he waits until Ryan's eyes finally open to lean in and press his mouth against Ryan's. Ryan makes another noise in the back of his throat but it sounds happy and the way Ryan opens his mouth wider, giving access to Jon kind of gives it away.
They spend some time quietly making out until Jon pulls back, a huge grin on his face.
"Good morning," Jon says and Ryan smiles back, "I brought you breakfast."
Ryan turns his head to look at the nightstand where Jon put the plate down and he can see the toasts, jelly and coffee. He moves back to Jon and tugs him down, kissing him again and mumbling softly, "you're the best husband."
Jon laughs against his mouth. "Why thank you."
He rolls away from Ryan and off the bed to grab the plate. He climbs back delicately and waits until Ryan propped himself against the headboard to put the plate down. They sit side by side, arms touching and legs under the sheets.
Ryan takes his mug from the plate and it lets out a few badly tuned notes before quieting down. (It was one of those mugs that start playing this annoying Christmas-y tune when you lift them up. Jon loved it when he saw it at the store and he couldn't resist giving it as a present a few Christmases ago because Ryan needed a mug to stand next to Jon's on the shelf.)
It's still too hot in his hands and he blows the steam away when Jon suddenly leans closer and dips his toast in Ryan's coffee.
"Hey!" Ryan says, indignant. "Stay away from my coffee."
Jon just laughs around a mouthful of toast and leans in again in an attempt to do it a second time. But this time Ryan is prepared and he shields his cup with his hands, giving Jon a predatory look. "Mine."
"Maybe, but I made the coffee," Jon says with a smug grin on his face.
"That's true. And you're the best husband that has ever existed. You know what awesome husbands also do? Let their beloved ones eat in peace. And you have your own cup anyway." Ryan smiles at Jon, satisfied and lifts his mug to take his first sip. But the coffee is still too hot and burns his tongue.
Ryan curses as he puts his mug on his nightstand while Jon is laughing at him. "It's not funny asshole," Ryan says, punching Jon in the side but there's a smile on his face too.
Jon looks back at him and his eyes are shining from laughing too hard but he sounds serious when he speaks. "I love you, you know that?"
They look each other in the eyes and Ryan can see just how much Jon loves him and cares about him. He looks down when Jon's hand cups his face and remembers what day it is.
"Hey," Jon says softly, "today is going to be great. They're going to love you." He leans in and kisses the corner of Ryan's mouth.
"How could they not love you?" he mumbles against Ryan's skin and it's too much and Ryan puts his arms around Jon, pulling him close.
They stay like that for a while, just hugging each other. It's not the first adoption agency they're going to and Ryan doesn't want to get his hopes up too much. He's tired of receiving no's.
It was Jon's idea but they've been dreaming together for months now.
Jon's face is pressed against Ryan's neck and he can feel Jon's breath on his skin. One of Jon's fingers is tracing circles on his chest when Jon speaks up again. "You'd make a great dad, Ry."
Ryan just kisses Jon's hair and hugs him tighter.