based off this post by @hystericalend
some time after leaving bandee, ryan comes home from work and figures him and naim should probably try watching a queer movie or two (because, hey, they can do that now!)
so they’ve got the option, and now they’ve got the time as well, and a cheap laptop naim grabbed off ebay a couple months back — and maybe it's not perfect cinema conditions, but it's enough. and brokeback mountain is a famous movie, or so ryan has apparently heard, and it's about gay cowboys, which sounds kind of funny.
an evening in and time to kill. ryan laughs when naim hesitates over the play button.
"just play the fuckin movie," he says, falling back on the bed. "can't be that bad."
naim pretends to smother him with a pillow. ryan sits up, sighs faux-long sufferingly when naim wraps an arm around his shoulders. presses play.
the movie is.....that bad. they hit the shirt scene, ennis finding his shirt shoved somewhere inside jack's closet, bloodied and hung up, and it's — okay, it's game over. naim is crying, sure, wet face silent tears, but ryan is sobbing, full on tears. that gross kind of sobbing, snot all over the shoulder of naim's shirt and tears in both their hair and everything's going to need a fucking wash after this.
"don't die," ryan is getting out, somewhat hysterically, "don't leave me, if you leave me i'll die, naim," a pause for another soggy miserable noise, "naim naim naim, jesus fuckin christ," and then more sobbing. it's a lot of tears, more than naim thought imagineable from ryan, the kind of thing that would be funny if it wasn't so harrowing. they both stay sitting in front of the laptop for another 15 minutes after the credits roll. just processing.
that's an end to the queer movies for a couple weeks. next time, ryan and naim agree later, they're going to try something a little lighter. like call me by your name, or something. ryan is pretty sure call me by your name won't be that sad.
