Midnight In Paris

((hi love!! yeah, i really miss it already and of course i wish we could still do it, but i really would not like to be any source of stress or pressure on you. i don't know what's happening in your life, only what claud can tell me, and i don't need to know, all i want is to give you the space and the time you need to get back on your feet, however long that may take. i've obviously really enjoyed rp'ing with you too, and more often than not it has been my only source of happiness and freedom. i do hope we can continue one day because you are genuinely an amazing writer and i feel weird living without doing this with you every day))

"'S what I do, though."

"Sorry.." Brendon murmured, wrapping both of his hands around Ryan's. "I, didn't mean to- Upset you."

Brendon sucked on his bottom lip, nervously.

"No, don't be sorry, it's. You have every right to be, sad, and. I understand. And I don't judge you."

"I know, I know." Brendon sighed, shaking his head a little.

"You have every reason to be sad. Just."

Brendon nodded, softly. "The /real/ you, that isn't sad and quiet."

"I miss you."

Brendon chewed on his lip, turning his head to look up at Ryan.

Brendon rested his head on Ryan's shoulder, staying quiet for a while, before whispering; "What happens now?"

Once finished, Brendon put the plate away and leaned against Ryan's side, carefully reaching to try and take his hand.

Brendon ate slowly and carefully, picking at the food and offering some to Ryan.

Smiling gratefully, Brendon accepted the plate and pressed a sweet kiss to Ryan's cheek.

((i wasnt as worried as i have been before bc i was p sure i knew what it was, i hope ur better now and will be for a while!!))

Brendon curled up in the corner of the sofa, watching Ryan move around.