Title: We Are The Same Blood(All Of Us We Are)[1/2]
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shannytodd</lj>
Rating: PG-13. it's incest guys :D
Pairing: implied Ryan/William, Ryan/Brendon.
POV: Brendon's
Summary: Brendon falls in love with his step brother, Ryan.
Disclaimer: sadly, I don't own any of the boys. This is a work of fiction. title comes from TAI's Same Blood.
Author Notes: comments = love. hope you guys enjoy :D
Beta: jfalaz</lj>you rock, I love you!
( bros before hoes )I hear them in the next room, their moans, my Ryan and his boyfriend William. A single tear rolls down my cheek, just as it does every other night. Tonight is different though, not only one tear streams down, but others follow, sobs emitting from my mouth; I stifle them with my pillow. The moans stopped a few minutes ago, but the tears are still flowing. The sobs haven’t quieted. The fact that I am in love with my step brother is horrible. Why must it be me, listening to him have a life, have love, for someone other than me? I give up on stifling the sobs and I groan in frustration. I now hear arguing from Ryan's room, his door slam, pounding on the stairs, the front door slam. William is gone, for now, he is always gone every other day. My sobs are calming now, when I hear a little tap on my door. "Brendon," the meek voice says. "Bren, can I come in?" The voice belongs to my Ryan.
It's been thirty seconds and I still don’t answer. I hear the door start to creak open and I turn my body in the opposite direction. I can't look at him right now. I hold my breath, waiting for him to change his mind and leave. He doesn't. He only shuts my door softly and I hear him step towards me. "Brendon?" he asks again "...Bren? Bren, are you crying?" he puts his hand on my arm. I flinch and squeeze my eyes shut, ignoring him again. He presses on. "Brendon, why are you crying? It’s okay baby, shhh."
He lies down next to me and pulls me into a hug I thrash and try to get away. "RYAN GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" I scream.
"Not until you tell me what’s wrong!" he says this sternly, but not screaming. Ryan never screams, unless he's fighting with Will. I continue to thrash until I am free, then I pin Ryan, and we begin to wrestle and we’re practically killing each other. Damn sibling rivalry. Now he is straddling me, hands above my head, and we look angry, nostrils flaring. "Now," Ryan starts, "would you like to tell me what the fuck’s the matter?"
I look away, ashamed, and shake my head. "Ryan, I just- I can't tell you." I explain quietly, tears threatening to spill. Since when was I such a cry baby?
"Brendon," he lets go of my arms and slides down to lie next to me, propping himself on his elbow to face me. "You can tell me anything, you know that." I nod my head, refusing to look at him. "So, are you going to tell me?" he asks again. I nod my head.
"You and Will," I start, "I don't like it, no, no I HATE it," he looks at me confused, and I immediately regret saying anything. I should have just kept ignoring him, like usual.
"Wha-what are you saying?" he keeps staring.
"Dammit Ryan, I am saying that I love you. Not just the fact that you’re my brother either! I am in love with you, and when I hear you and Will it kills me inside. So now I am just going to leave now because God knows everything is going to be awkward and-and WHAT THE FUCK, WHY ARE YOU GRINNING AT ME LIKE AN IDIOT?!"
Within five seconds he's on top of me pinning my hands above my head, like before. I have never been more turned on in my life. "Thank God, Bren, I thought you were going to tell me you wanted Will," he stated.
"What the fuck? Fuck no."
With that, Ryan leans down and kisses me. And I lied because
now I have never been more turned on in my life. He pries my lips with his tongue and within gaining entrance we begin a fight for dominance. He lets me explore his mouth and he grinds his hips against mine. I moan in his mouth and our tongues collide again. He pulls away. Panting, I realize that I’m lightheaded and on the verge of passing out, oh and my hands are up his shirt. Did I mention that I love my brother? Because oh my God, I really love my brother; especially when he looks all hot and bothered, like he does right now.
"Damn Brendon, since when do you know how to kiss?" he’s smiling and he looks so beautiful.
"So, Ryan, are you going to let me take this off?" I motion to his shirt.
He shakes his head no. “Not until I break up with Will.” I have never been more disappointed. He leans down and kisses me softly "Soon, baby, I promise."
“Bros before hoes” I mutter silently.
cheerful
morose
restless
hyper
bitchy