by ChemicalWinter » Tue Jul 17, 2018 2:56 pm
“I wouldn’t have been able to do it had it not been for Spencer.” Ryan murmured, at this point just rambling. “There was a card game I played with him. Just a stupid little thing we liked to do sometimes. The night you were bottled we’d been debating between ourselves who’d check up on you that night, make sure you weren’t concussed.” He explained. He gave Brendon’s hand a gentle squeeze. “I lost of course. So I’d watch you. Make sure you weren’t straining. I stayed up all night just listening to you breathe...” Ryan clenched his jaw a little, the memories flooding his mind as well as his heart. It was hard for him to own up to, but he hoped Brendon would understand its significance.

"I know the things you’ve done.
I know the bad in you, all the
things you’re ashamed of, the


ugly parts you don’t want
anyone to see. I’ve felt all of it
beneath your skin. I know.

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