BloodyMary one shot because I’m obsessed (based on the following post)
@yaboiyaoihaisel this one is for you. IM SO SORRY IF IM CRAP AT THIS IVE NEVER WRITTEN ANY KIND OF FANFICTION. ESPECIALLY IN LIKE 5 MINUTES
Simon, attempting to pull on a shirt while brushing his teeth, calls into the other room.
“Adrian needs me today because they want to try and plant something called a… lithophyte? So I’ll probably be pretty busy today. Can I have-“
Grace, already secretly researching the plant, interrupts.
“Yeah, toast is almost done. Will you be home after my class?”
“I’ll make dinner then, Rocky has been making us new food to try out. And what did we say about apologizing?”
Simon sighs and finishes in the bathroom. Through muffled munches on toast, he replies
Ryland smiles proudly to himself and sips his coffee.
And Simon walks out. Gets a step from the door. Stops, dumbfounded, with a face that says “wait what the fuh-“
Inside, Ryland doesn’t realize. At least, until he looked over his notes that have been recording everything he’s been saying.
As Simon got the courage to turn around and open the door, Ryland stands up to do the same. They pause, watching one another, Simon in the doorway looking like a wet pathetic dog eyes full of hope, and Ryland looking like a fox caught stealing with the chair knocked over.
*NOW, IMMA MAKE 2 VERSIONS!! A hug vers for those who want simple fluff, and a kiss/makeout vers for those FREAKS (cough me cough)
Another pause. Then, they smile, the tension in their muscles fading. Simon walks over, gently cupping Ryland’s still very stunned face.
Simon hesitates, thumb dragging over the doctor’s cheek, before the hunk of muscles swiftly pulls Ryland into a hug, firm and full of love.
Ryland comes too and immediately hugs back with equal passion, tears pricking his eyes. He whispers, buried in Simon’s shoulder.
They get married and live happily ever after, Simon with a garden (or flower shop) and Dr. Grace with his classes.
Simon pauses, then rushes over to Dr. Grace and pulls him into a passionate, loving kiss. Ryland immediately does the same back, pulling their bodies closer together.
Suddenly Simon pulls back.
“I’m sorry, I- was that-“
Ryland doesn’t let him finish. They kiss, and they kiss, and they- OH FUCK THEIR MAKING OUT ON THE TABLE. OH DEAR GOD. HIS TONGUE IS DOWN HIS THROAT- KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON!!!
Ahem, anyway. Use ur imagination.
Panting, they pull apart softly, and smile.
