#ryanblue

okay but I am so unwell about their height difference

this is NOT how you avoid the incest shippers btw

I AM UNWELL

boys this is why that waitress thought you were on a date

He's almost on the outskirts of the city when his phone rings. "Blue, sweetheart, it's time to slow down," Cammie says, and Blue's insides twist at the sound of her voice; he wonders if she'd known too, if she was just another member of the Hart family that had lied to him, and he finds himself pressing down on the accelerator, needing to get out of this god damned city before he loses his mind. "You're gonna hurt yourself," she continues but Blue finds he doesn't exactly care right now. It's a kind of kismet then that the red Hyundai comes straight at him as he crosses the next intersection, too fast for him to do anything but hold on to the wheel. "Please tell my mama I still love her," he says to Cammie, right before the world explodes around him.

"You ever considered taking up acting?" Blue asks eventually, if only to break the tension, and Ryan finally looks at him, his expression unusually unreadable. "What?" "Acting. You were pretty convincing back there, pretending to your dad—our dad—that you didn't already know me. The anger was a nice touch."