When You Wish Upon A Star
Title: When You Wish Upon A Star...
Author: Ash ms_deathbat
Rating: PG (boykiss)
Disclaimer: I do not own TYV or Panic. Don’t google yourselves kids.
A/N: This is for rainxdrops12 aka Cassie! Sorry for the christmas fic being so late. She had requested something like this for christmas and I failed at that, so I decided to write it for her bday, lol! Hehe christmas in march! \o/ hope you have an amzing birthday! <3 and to anyone else that reads this, hope you enjoy this crazy little sappy fic. xD
Also this is not beta’d atm, so im sorry for any mistakes ( I had to get it posted today and didn’t have time).
Ryan sat by the fireplace with his legs tucked underneath his frail body. They hadn’t talked to each other in months, besides maybe a ‘hey how ya doin?’ every once in a while. But see, the fact is that Ryan had hoped that since it was a holiday, he would get to see him. It used to be tradition that they all got together on christmas, and as time progressed the others eventually didn’t come as often cause they had other plans, so Brendon would come and stay with Ryan and they would spend Christmas Eve watching movies and just hanging out.
However, it had been hours and Brendon hadn't thought to visit, or even call for that matter. Ryan knew that he and Spencer had been busy and that they were working on the album and all, but he could've at least... He could've called or even sent a text, but here Ryan was a few hours into Christmas day with no word from Brendon. His heart ached and his eyes were tired from being awake all night.
He wanted to cry and felt like he needed to, but he couldn't. Alex or someone might show up and he wouldn't want to be seen like that. He isn't weak. He just isn't, period. He doesn't cry or mope about a boy that he wishes was his and he doesnt sit in the same place for hours waiting for a call that he knows might never come. He is all smiles and is strong and independent.
He looked out of the closest window, where the sky shone bright with the light of the moon and stars. He saw a star that stood out from the others. Larger and brighter, beautiful and fantastical. He began to hum a song that randomly popped into his head.
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are.
Anything your heart desires will come to you.
He wishes.
Ryan's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. He thinks it must be Alex so he stands and straightens his clothes. He looks around and notices the door is standing wide open and a shivering bundle of clothes is heaving large bags in through the doorway. The snow is whipping all around and some is blowing into the house and all over the floor. Ryan feels a warmth creep into his bones, up his spine and into his heart. It creeps all throughout his body, even in the cold breeze that is whipping past. Brendon looks up, big brown eyes warm and apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Ry. I, we... Gah! I'm so fuckin sorry, the airports failed me and so i called a damn cab and when i stopped at a rest stop to use the bathroom my phone fucking fell out of pocket and into the toilet and just fuck, im sorry."
His eyes were glazed over and his lips pushed out into an adorable pout, but when Ryan opened his arms and whispered, "It's okay," Brendon ran foward and collapsed into the older.
"You look tired." Brendon stated as he pulled back. "Did you wait up for me last night?" Brendon looked amused, smirk now playing at his luscious lips. Ryan grinned, the smile reaching his eyes for the first time in a while.
"Yeah, even though i thought you might not want to come." His face falls a bit and Brendon frowns.
"Why would you think that?"
He looks into Ryan's beautiful honey eyes trying to find answers. Ryan shrugs, looking at the ground and Brendon grabs his chin raising it to make him look at him. "Hey..." Brendon sighs and tilts his head upward, catching Ryan’s eye. Feeling so insanely guilty for not showing up on christmas eve, he breaks the eye contact looking up further and then his eyes find the small green and red plant above them. A small smile makes its way back onto his face and he chuckles.
"What?" Ryan asks, confused as to why Brendon would be laughing and then his eyes find it. He about chokes and curses Alex for needing to put up misletoe all over the damned house. He flushes and then tries to avoid Brendon’s eyes, takin a step backward, but Brendon follows him, pressing close. Brendon leans down a bit so that he can catch Ryan’s eye and then he leans in.
Ryan gasps when he feels the warmth of Brendons breath ghosting over his own. Brendon laughs lightly and presses his mouth to Ryan’s, his mouth moving just slightly with Ryan's as the older begins to respond. They kiss only lasts a moment but it feels like forever. Brendon is the first to pull away and Ryan whimpers at the loss of contact.
Brendon backs up slowly, grinning at Ryan. Ryan feels the heat on his cheeks and quickly looks to his feet hoping it goes unnoticed. Brendon turns and closes the door and then he begins to haul the bags into the living room, sliding them next to the tree. He stands in front of the fireplace and looks at Ryan with a child-like innocence. "Come on, present time, baby."
"I told you not to..."
"I know. I know, but i just had to. You deserve anything and everything your little heart desires." Brendon interrupts loudly a smile gracing his beautiful face.
"Oh really?"
Brendon cocks his hip and his eyebrow raises, comically, "fuck yeah, really." Then he is waggling his eyebrows for effect.
"What if all i want is you?" Ryan breathes, wondering where those words came from.
Brendon smiles and feels the warmth rise up his neck and spread over his cheeks. He isn't exactly embarrassed, but Ryan’s words make him feel loved. He feels lightheaded and wonderful.
"Then I'm yours. My heart is yours," he breathes out.
And Ryan cries even though he tries to hold back the tears. He cries because he really does need someone. Brendon, he needs Brendon. He isnt all that strong, not like he would like to believe. He isn't invincible and he can't take on the world by himself. He sometimes mopes around the house, weather he would like to admit it or not. He loves to hear Brendon's beautiful voice. He wants to hear it all of the time, so he is always waiting for that call. And sometimes he hurts and he cries and he needs someone. Sometimes Ryan can’t stand it that he feels alone when Brendon isn’t with him.
"I love you." Ryan breathes.
And Brendon walks up to him and snakes his hands around his waist, putting his face in the crook of Ryan’s neck. Ryan can feel the smile on his neck. He can feel the warmth of his body. He hears the beat of his heart. Mine. And then he hears the three words from a boy that makes his knees go weak.
And it's okay to cry because this boy loves him and he will only hold him tighter. He doesnt have to prove himself or try and pretend. He is who he is and that's all there is. He lets the tears fall from his eyes and he sniffles. Brendon pulls him tighter. "I love you. I love you. I love you. My Ryan."
Brendon places a feather light kiss to Ryan's shoulder and Ryan tightens his hold on the younger man in his arms. Brendon just nuzzles into him futher.
At last, Ryan has all that his heart desires.
Brendon begins to hum a little tune into the warmth of Ryan’s chest.
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are.
Everything your heart desires will come to you.
Again HAPPY BIRTHDAY CASSIE! Wish her a happy bday guys!
Comments make me smile.
Author: Ash ms_deathbat
Rating: PG (boykiss)
Disclaimer: I do not own TYV or Panic. Don’t google yourselves kids.
A/N: This is for rainxdrops12 aka Cassie! Sorry for the christmas fic being so late. She had requested something like this for christmas and I failed at that, so I decided to write it for her bday, lol! Hehe christmas in march! \o/ hope you have an amzing birthday! <3 and to anyone else that reads this, hope you enjoy this crazy little sappy fic. xD
Also this is not beta’d atm, so im sorry for any mistakes ( I had to get it posted today and didn’t have time).
Ryan sat by the fireplace with his legs tucked underneath his frail body. They hadn’t talked to each other in months, besides maybe a ‘hey how ya doin?’ every once in a while. But see, the fact is that Ryan had hoped that since it was a holiday, he would get to see him. It used to be tradition that they all got together on christmas, and as time progressed the others eventually didn’t come as often cause they had other plans, so Brendon would come and stay with Ryan and they would spend Christmas Eve watching movies and just hanging out.
However, it had been hours and Brendon hadn't thought to visit, or even call for that matter. Ryan knew that he and Spencer had been busy and that they were working on the album and all, but he could've at least... He could've called or even sent a text, but here Ryan was a few hours into Christmas day with no word from Brendon. His heart ached and his eyes were tired from being awake all night.
He wanted to cry and felt like he needed to, but he couldn't. Alex or someone might show up and he wouldn't want to be seen like that. He isn't weak. He just isn't, period. He doesn't cry or mope about a boy that he wishes was his and he doesnt sit in the same place for hours waiting for a call that he knows might never come. He is all smiles and is strong and independent.
He looked out of the closest window, where the sky shone bright with the light of the moon and stars. He saw a star that stood out from the others. Larger and brighter, beautiful and fantastical. He began to hum a song that randomly popped into his head.
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are.
Anything your heart desires will come to you.
He wishes.
Ryan's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. He thinks it must be Alex so he stands and straightens his clothes. He looks around and notices the door is standing wide open and a shivering bundle of clothes is heaving large bags in through the doorway. The snow is whipping all around and some is blowing into the house and all over the floor. Ryan feels a warmth creep into his bones, up his spine and into his heart. It creeps all throughout his body, even in the cold breeze that is whipping past. Brendon looks up, big brown eyes warm and apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Ry. I, we... Gah! I'm so fuckin sorry, the airports failed me and so i called a damn cab and when i stopped at a rest stop to use the bathroom my phone fucking fell out of pocket and into the toilet and just fuck, im sorry."
His eyes were glazed over and his lips pushed out into an adorable pout, but when Ryan opened his arms and whispered, "It's okay," Brendon ran foward and collapsed into the older.
"You look tired." Brendon stated as he pulled back. "Did you wait up for me last night?" Brendon looked amused, smirk now playing at his luscious lips. Ryan grinned, the smile reaching his eyes for the first time in a while.
"Yeah, even though i thought you might not want to come." His face falls a bit and Brendon frowns.
"Why would you think that?"
He looks into Ryan's beautiful honey eyes trying to find answers. Ryan shrugs, looking at the ground and Brendon grabs his chin raising it to make him look at him. "Hey..." Brendon sighs and tilts his head upward, catching Ryan’s eye. Feeling so insanely guilty for not showing up on christmas eve, he breaks the eye contact looking up further and then his eyes find the small green and red plant above them. A small smile makes its way back onto his face and he chuckles.
"What?" Ryan asks, confused as to why Brendon would be laughing and then his eyes find it. He about chokes and curses Alex for needing to put up misletoe all over the damned house. He flushes and then tries to avoid Brendon’s eyes, takin a step backward, but Brendon follows him, pressing close. Brendon leans down a bit so that he can catch Ryan’s eye and then he leans in.
Ryan gasps when he feels the warmth of Brendons breath ghosting over his own. Brendon laughs lightly and presses his mouth to Ryan’s, his mouth moving just slightly with Ryan's as the older begins to respond. They kiss only lasts a moment but it feels like forever. Brendon is the first to pull away and Ryan whimpers at the loss of contact.
Brendon backs up slowly, grinning at Ryan. Ryan feels the heat on his cheeks and quickly looks to his feet hoping it goes unnoticed. Brendon turns and closes the door and then he begins to haul the bags into the living room, sliding them next to the tree. He stands in front of the fireplace and looks at Ryan with a child-like innocence. "Come on, present time, baby."
"I told you not to..."
"I know. I know, but i just had to. You deserve anything and everything your little heart desires." Brendon interrupts loudly a smile gracing his beautiful face.
"Oh really?"
Brendon cocks his hip and his eyebrow raises, comically, "fuck yeah, really." Then he is waggling his eyebrows for effect.
"What if all i want is you?" Ryan breathes, wondering where those words came from.
Brendon smiles and feels the warmth rise up his neck and spread over his cheeks. He isn't exactly embarrassed, but Ryan’s words make him feel loved. He feels lightheaded and wonderful.
"Then I'm yours. My heart is yours," he breathes out.
And Ryan cries even though he tries to hold back the tears. He cries because he really does need someone. Brendon, he needs Brendon. He isnt all that strong, not like he would like to believe. He isn't invincible and he can't take on the world by himself. He sometimes mopes around the house, weather he would like to admit it or not. He loves to hear Brendon's beautiful voice. He wants to hear it all of the time, so he is always waiting for that call. And sometimes he hurts and he cries and he needs someone. Sometimes Ryan can’t stand it that he feels alone when Brendon isn’t with him.
"I love you." Ryan breathes.
And Brendon walks up to him and snakes his hands around his waist, putting his face in the crook of Ryan’s neck. Ryan can feel the smile on his neck. He can feel the warmth of his body. He hears the beat of his heart. Mine. And then he hears the three words from a boy that makes his knees go weak.
And it's okay to cry because this boy loves him and he will only hold him tighter. He doesnt have to prove himself or try and pretend. He is who he is and that's all there is. He lets the tears fall from his eyes and he sniffles. Brendon pulls him tighter. "I love you. I love you. I love you. My Ryan."
Brendon places a feather light kiss to Ryan's shoulder and Ryan tightens his hold on the younger man in his arms. Brendon just nuzzles into him futher.
At last, Ryan has all that his heart desires.
Brendon begins to hum a little tune into the warmth of Ryan’s chest.
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are.
Everything your heart desires will come to you.
Again HAPPY BIRTHDAY CASSIE! Wish her a happy bday guys!
Comments make me smile.