Ryan is cold-hearted and in need of someone to warm him up. You did this. Both of them start on opposite ends of the store, bouncing, rolling, and snuggling into each mattress. You know? He glances across the room and sees the remains of a glass cup lying by the door. The two of them sit down on the lumpy mattress together, and Ryan is still sobbing, choked, agenizing noises climbing up his throat and making themselves relevant throughout the bedroom. He is not. Its wasting your life away trying to change things, trying to make things right. I promise you that.
Title: Footsteps in the Snow Author: arctic_grey Rating: NC Pairing: Ryan/Brendon POV: 3rd, Brendon's Summary: Fantasy AU. In Brendon's. Footsteps in the Snow. Reads 15 Votes 1 Part Story. Lena Dress Me Like I'm Dead ~ Ryden by Ryanbottoms.
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Dress Me Like I'm Dead ~ Ryden. icon view. Read Chapter 1 from the story Footsteps in the Snow by blinkexists (Lena) with reads. panicatthedisco, brendonurie, patd.
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The two of them sit in silence for what feels like an eternity before Ryan opens his mouth and speaks again. Get an Invitation. So here it is lol. To rub your stupid fucking pea coat in my face?
It scares Brendon.
All of you are.
Get an Invitation.
Brendon sighs and looks down. Brendon smiles slightly at the unusual clothing. I hated him, I fucking did, but maybe. Its wasting your life away trying to change things, trying to make things right. He will not.
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This is more for personal reference for me. Footsteps in the Snow. Fantasy AU. In Brendon's world, all men are missing.
He wonders if the boy has very few clothes, or if he is just expressing his unique style. And Brendon knows what Ryan means, because there have been times in the past, and there still are times when Brendon would rather drink the strongest bottle of alcohol he can find just to forget for a little bit.
Ryan just sits down on the ground directly in front of the tomb, and Brendon follows suit. There are no streetlights, and its completely dark except for that thin beam of light.
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|Ryan is running, literally running, around the house, throwing on articles of clothing, styling his hair, and adding the finishing touches to his make up to complete his totally original and homemade fox costume.
Wants to kiss Ryan so, so badly. Both of them are quiet for what feels like forever when Ryan finally puts out his cigarette and speaks. The two of them sit down on the lumpy mattress together, and Ryan is still sobbing, choked, agenizing noises climbing up his throat and making themselves relevant throughout the bedroom. But you fucking did it. Ryan is cold-hearted and in need of someone to warm him up. Ryan shoves his tiny, stolen flashlight into his coat and sits next to Brendon as if the stone bench is not as cold as ice.