(A.N.: important message at the end, please read)
"I, uh, I brought you flowers."
I looked at the small bouquet in Brendon's hands, which was actually only two orange roses tied with a silver ribbon, and smiled a little. Roses. Just like the ones he'd bought me back at the hotel. This time, they were orange.
Orange roses for the strongest feelings. Two roses for an appology.
"Thanks. They're... They're beautiful." I beamed at him and put the flowers down on the table. "So, uh... I had prepared dinner."
"Had?"
"Kinda burned."
He bursted out laughing, which made me smile, and added, "it's okay, we can just order something later."
"Sure. Sure, why not."
We walked to the living room and sat down, me on the couch and him in the armchair. He looked around him and smiled, "many candles. I like it."
"Thanks. Took me quite a while," I chuckled. There was a short silence (and by short I mean a painful, endless silence) before I let out a shy, "so... I, ah, I wanted to- well I... It's like uh... I just, I just-"
"Look, Ryan, it's okay," he said with a small smile. "You don't have to do that."
"But I do! Look, I... I know I'm not the best at talking but... Okay. I'm just... I'm sorry. For what I've said and what I've done and-and I'm sorry I said it that way and... I'm just sorry for being a dick." I paused before adding, "and not the husband you deserve."
"Okay, first of all, you are the only man I'd like to be married to. You're a great husband and... And I'm sorry too. For being so stubborn and rushing things. I should've known you wouldn't agree."
I wasn't sure if he was talking about that Fighting thing or about the child he wanted, but it didn't matter.
Some part of my mind just knew that he was talking about both.
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(A.N.: alllllright. So hi guys. I want to apologize for this short and shitty chapter, and also for the time it took me to fINALLY update.
You see, the thing is I'm really busy with school, homework and a very major lack of sleep, which makes me deal with alot of stuff at the same time, and my fics just get off my mind. I'm really, extremely stressed about my finals, which are in two and a half weeks, and my fiction just became the least of my worries. Also, I am currently writing 3 other fics, that I haven't posted yet, and I probably haven't opened one of the files in over two months. Really.
So I just wanted to apologize. The updates are gonna be short and won't be as regular as when I was writing Aventures or even just the begining of this fic, but I promise I'll do my best to update as often as possible. In three weeks, I'll be completely done with school, so until then, I can't promise very regular, long and complicated updates. But as soon as I'm on summer break, I'll write tons of stuff for you guys.
So thanks again for putting up with my stuff. I hope you're still into this fic. So, goodbye all you lovely readers, and goodnight xxxxx)
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I'm Not Complaining That It's Raining (sequel to Aventures)
Fanfiction(Sequel to Aventures) Brendon and Ryan. Ryan and Brendon. Nothing sounds more perfect, right? Wrong.
