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Title: Jumped Cranberries
Author: stripesco04_nur

Rating: PG
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
POV: 3rd
Summary: He was almost close to falling asleep when a voice shouted out, "HI'YA RYAN!!"   Ryan reamained standing where he was, but licking his lips occasionally.
Disclaimer: As far as I know, Ryan and Brendon are NOT in a relationship together. (Damn!)
Beta: Myself! (So help me if there are any mistakes, please.)
Author Notes: These are 2 short stories that I wrote during the 2 weeks that my computer crashed and I had to get it repaired. So I hope you enjoy and leave me anything!


The boy moved across the room, hiding behind some fake trees and chairs that were scattered around the room.
Music played softly from a guitar that was held between Ryan's legs. He strummed quietly, losing his self in the sound of his own guitar playing.
The hidden boy dashed quickly from the arm-chair to the back of the sofa, of which Ryan was laying on. 
Ryan stopped play, momentarily, and looked around the room. "Nothin'..." He murmured as he went back to playing.

Bored with his guitar, Ryan gently placed it on the ground, letting it lean against the coffee table. He leaned back and stretched his legs out, sighing deeply.
He was almost close to falling asleep when a voice shouted out, "HI'YA RYAN!!"

Brendon's body flipped over the sofa and landed with a "thump" on top of Ryan's.
"Damn it Brendon. Why'd you do that?" Ryan asked sharply, making the other look away in shame. 

"I don't know. It seemed like a good idea."

Lame excuse Brendon
. Ryan thought. "Well it wasn't, now would you please get off me?"
Brendon shook his head and crawled up the older boy's lanky form. He peered down at Ryan and said, "It was a good idea, 'cause I'm able to do this..."

Brendon kissed Ryan on the lips and smiled as he felt a hand wrapping around him; holding him in place...


"Mmmm!" Brendon Urie mumbled, plopping another dry fruit piece into his mouth. 
His tongue twirled around it and he swallowed greedily, leaving his taste buds a sweet/sour flavor.
Brendon's eyes scanned the television screen and he rolled his eyes at another attempt to "buy our car-insurance".
He popped a few more of the dry fruit into his mouth and munched quietly.

A low beep emitted from the hotel door and Brendon stared at the door with anticipation as it swung open.
Ryan Ross came through and shut the door behind him.
"RYAN!" The young man screamed, untangling his self from the sheets and latching to the guitarist.

"Brendon?" Ryan asked, looking down at the singer pushing his face into his chest.

"I missed you RyRy," Brendon cried, linking his arms around Ryan's waist.

"Brendon, I was only over at Spencer and Jon's room. You could have..."

Brendon cut off the guitarist's excuse by press his lips to other.

"Mmm!" Ryan moaned, gripping the singer to him tightly, as mouths opened up and tongues "petted" each other.

They pulled apart and Brendon let go of Ryan and sat back down on the bed.
Ryan remained standing where he was, but licking his lips occasionally.
"It's weird," He began, making Brendon look at him, "Your taste... It tastes like... like..."

"Like cranberries?" Brendon said smugly, raising the bag up so the older could see.


Please leave anything! :)


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Mar. 14th, 2008 11:43 am (UTC)
Thank you! :)
Yep, I'm really glad I survived with no computer.

~~ Stripes
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