Glass Dreams
Dark.
Ryden.
Mental fuck-up fic.
Dedicated to Libby for the help<333
“What are you thinking about?” Brendon asks. They’re in the hotel room, the show ended a few hours before. Ryan’s staring out the balcony door, tracing patterns in the steam his breath leaves on the glass.
“I don’t know.” Ryan answers quietly. “A dream, I think. One I can’t remember.”
Brendon sits down on the bed, staring at his boyfriend. Ryan’s been like this, the last few months.
Ryden.
Mental fuck-up fic.
Dedicated to Libby for the help<333
“What are you thinking about?” Brendon asks. They’re in the hotel room, the show ended a few hours before. Ryan’s staring out the balcony door, tracing patterns in the steam his breath leaves on the glass.
“I don’t know.” Ryan answers quietly. “A dream, I think. One I can’t remember.”
Brendon sits down on the bed, staring at his boyfriend. Ryan’s been like this, the last few months.
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Leave rocks outside.
First and only part.