Title: It's a Brand New Day (1/1)
Author: Alexandra
theelectrickids
theelectrickidsPairing: Ryan Ross/Brendon Urie
P.O.V: Third, Ryan
Rating: R (Implied sex, a few swear words.)
Summary: "It makes me resent you when you drag me to Costco at ten in the morning."
Disclaimer: As far as I know, this never happened. If you got here my Googling yourself, then I suggest you either click the "back" button or prepare to have an Epiphany.
Notes: Ah, the blessed fic bunny. Back in July, I was at Costco and I couldn't help but think what it would be like if goddamn Brendon were there. Because, the free samples? All the junk food in bulk? Anyway, this is my first fic in a long time. It's pretty short, but there may be a sequel if you guys would like one. I hope that you enjoy it, and please refrain from eviscerating me if you could. The title belongs to "Open Happiness."
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Already at the early hour, it was intensely busy inside. Ryan's face was locked into a grimace as Brendon skipped ahead of him. As pissed as he was that he had to endure the hours he had to spend in the godforsaken store, at least he got to watch Brendon's ass in a pair of second-skin jeans. When the younger boy realized he wasn't being followed, he turned around. Sighing dramatically, he walked over to his boyfriend and fixed him with the biggest smile he could muster.
"Ryan, please. You know we need food. Think about it! We don't have to come back for at least three weeks," Brendon chimed, his innocently seductive voice causing Ryan to pique an eyebrow.
"It makes me resent you when you drag me to Costco at ten in the morning." Ryan drawled in his monotone; the one he used when he was displeased with Brendon.
Brendon's bottom lip trembled the slightest bit as his chocolate irises widened in mock sadness. "You... resent me, Ry?"
"Yes."
"Common. We're already here. The faster you stop pouting, the sooner we'll get home."
"What? I'm pouting? You're Brendon Urie. You can't say one thing about pouting. A pout is practically your default setting."
"It gets me what I want, doesn't it?" Brendon said; his lips curling into a full grin.
Ryan shook his head vehemently, his honeyed hair falling in front of his eyes. "No. When have I ever given you what you want?"
Brendon's smile turned decidedly wicked. Oh, yes, Ryan had given him a new approach to tackle.
Sliding closer to his boyfriend, he snaked his arms around the elder's thin waist. "Well, the first time you kissed me was pretty good. I had wanted that since those stupid dancers practically raped you onstage for the first time. Then there was the time you met my parents. I don't think they quite believe that we're not fucking, but they certainly like you as a person. Then when you said you'd be my boyfriend," Snuggling into Ryan's warm chest, he giggled at the wonderful memories that he was rehashing for Ryan.
"Okay, babe," Ryan murmured, his voice dripping with syrup, "But, what's in it for me?"
Brendon scowled at being foiled, but he hugged Ryan close for one second before standing on his tip-toes to whisper into his ear.
"Coffee ice cream? Lollipops? Mind-blowing sex? Peanut butter?"
"Not just sex?" Ryan inquired, "But 'mind-blowing' sex?"
"Yes," Brendon purred.
"As long as it's more than my mind getting blown," Ryan conceded, grabbing a shopping cart.
- I Am::Bed
- I Am Hearing::"Open Happiness" - The Open Happiness Crew
- I Am Feeling::Cramped
Hey, there!
So I'm super duper excited. I've had two accounts of pure, unadulterated fan-fiction before on here, and boy, did I fail. Like, fail with a "p-h-a-i-l-e." I've observed, I read, and pulled many an all-nighter reading up on what makes a story good. Also, trying to make sure that my grammar doesn't fall into a shit-hole. Wow! That's a lot of hyphenated words, huh?
ALSO! Well, my name is Alexandra. Or Ali, Alex, Al, A, Alexandra, Perry, that-kid-who-quotes-songs-during-breakup
As of now, I'm working on a sexy, Costco related, Ryden fic. But, I am also using dial up right now. (Yea, I rock.) Once I get home to my new computer, stop procrastinating and all, you should get the first post.
Okie dokie! Have good dreams!
So I'm super duper excited. I've had two accounts of pure, unadulterated fan-fiction before on here, and boy, did I fail. Like, fail with a "p-h-a-i-l-e." I've observed, I read, and pulled many an all-nighter reading up on what makes a story good. Also, trying to make sure that my grammar doesn't fall into a shit-hole. Wow! That's a lot of hyphenated words, huh?
ALSO! Well, my name is Alexandra. Or Ali, Alex, Al, A, Alexandra, Perry, that-kid-who-quotes-songs-during-breakup
As of now, I'm working on a sexy, Costco related, Ryden fic. But, I am also using dial up right now. (Yea, I rock.) Once I get home to my new computer, stop procrastinating and all, you should get the first post.
Okie dokie! Have good dreams!
- I Am Hearing::Laptop hum.
- I Am Feeling::Hungry!!
- I Am::Beach
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