It was true that Brendon always corrected his self-conscious putdowns, should they occur, but Ryan continued to believe he had the personality of a slab of concrete. Pretty lucky that he ended up with all the personality in the world, in that case. Actually, all jokes aside, Ryan was fairly certain that Brendon contributed to, like, eighty percent of his character - the other twenty was provided by, on the negative side, whatever childhood trauma he experienced that made him so generally clumsy, and on the positive side, all of his interests and hobbies. The fact was that he grew up with Brendon (and Dallon and Spencer and Z and everyone else that had a notable influence) and reflected some of his qualities, or at least tried to emulate the ones he admired. When he learned that Brendon played piano, he tried to pick it up, too, for instance. Or when he learned that Brendon was a film geek, particularly Disney at the time, he picked that interest up, too, then Sinatra, then theatre, and he stopped hating video games the first time he saw that Brendon was an Xbox fanboy. Really, Ryan was the Cady Heron to Brendon's Regina George, except he never ended up hating him or watching him get hit by a bus, or anything like that.

Sometimes Ryan forgot that he somehow had the same effect on Brendon as Brendon had on him, and remembered when he cracked his eyes open finally and saw the smile appear on his face. Brendon had told him before exactly how he felt about his supposedly 'honey-coloured' eyes - "doubtful" was Ryan's instinct response, and he was flattered, but also way too shy to accept that kindness. He quickly looked away with his entire head when he let Brendon up, rolling his eyes and shoving his face against a pillow for a second. Feeling eyes on him still he turned back, realising he'd begun talking too quickly for Brendon to fit in another kiss. He grinned conspiratorially, watching his expression change and waiting for a response that never came. Instead Brendon returned his affections stronger, more boldly, and Ryan wrapped his arms around him easily when he moved closer.

He had the briefest moment where he wanted to knock out the arm Brendon had holding him up if only to actually cuddle, but that seemed kind of evil and besides he liked the slower pace. As it were, he let himself lean against Brendon's hand, more being kissed than he was kissing back, only really responding actively with an encouraging hand stroking through Brendon's hair. [i]What do you say we just don’t go anywhere? Forget everything I just said.[/i] Ryan sucked his teeth audibly, very obviously holding on to the nape of Brendon's neck as if their lips were still connected. [b]"We do this every time. Don't know if you noticed."[/b] He definitely had, and Ryan knew that, so he leaned up again for a split second to very quickly plant another small kiss on the corner of Brendon's mouth. [b]"But... agreed. Thinking about walking in a public area makes my blood pressure spike."[/b] He was kidding. Kind of.

Still, it was laughable how often they just gave up on their plans, even the impulsive ones, in favour of situations just like this one. They ended up wrapped around each other, or with some part of their bodies touching at least, no matter whether they were actually interacting with each other or not. Really they could just be scrolling mindlessly through their phones and have their legs tangled together, heads on opposite cushions, probably subtweeting the other occasionally. Ryan attributed it to laziness (although the truth was that he just preferred Brendon's company over anything else, including any very-necessary errands they potentially needed to run). [b]"Safe to say our day's over, then?"[/b] he asked innocuously, stretching out as languidly as he could with Brendon pretty much on top of him. He let one hand rise high enough that it was above the couch back and in range of the sunlight pouring through their window, watching his fingers move through the rays and dust motes, then moved his gaze back to Brendon, thinking. [b]"Maybe we're so pale-white 'cause we end up doing this instead of going out."[/b]