Ryan x Bazamalam (Dominant Ryan)

Chapter 1: Medication

(Okay. You know the drill! This is SMUT so... if you don't like it, don't read it. Simple as. Baz's dialogue is like This and Ryan's is like This. Enjoy!!)

It was a shitty day for Baz today.

'Sleeping in those hospital beds for a week was terrible! The food was shit too!' Baz slurred. He couldn't keep his head straight. The room was blurry and everything was spinning.

Baz had been in a car accident. He barely even remembered what had happened. He suffered a head injury that luckily wasn't major.

Ryan was worried sick. He was there by Baz's side everyday at the hospital and even let him stay at his house.

Baz was still getting used to these pills he was prescribed with.

Morphine.

They gave him terrible headache and agonizing sickness but, he had no choice but to take them. Ryan insisted he took them. But, what Ryan didn't know was that the pills made him a little... stiff downstairs. However, he really was a great friend, even though Baz likes to think of him to be OTHER than a friend.

Ryan sat next to the dizzy and nauseous boy. Baz could see he was worried.

'Hey. Cheer up, mate. I'll be fine in a few days or so. No need to worry so much about me, okay?' Baz slurred.

Even in his drugged up state, Baz still managed to put a smile on Ryan's face. Hearing his rough, British accent made him calm. He collected his thoughts and took a deep breath. 'Everything will be fine...' Ryan breathed.

Baz was finding it difficult to stay awake and upright. He seriously felt like he was going to fall flat on his face or something.

A few moments passed. The duo hadn't said a word to each other. Right as Ryan was about to break the silence, he felt a heavy weight on his lap.

'B-Baz?' Ryan said. He looked down, astonished. He was asleep. Baz had fell asleep... on him.

Baz's light breathing made Ryan feel warm and tingly. He was so adorable! Especially when he was all defenceless like this! He ran his fingers through Baz's thick, red hair and stared in pure fascination at his face.

Baz felt Ryan's fingers but had no reaction. All he did was occasionally twitch or grunt, complementing Ryan's sensual touch.

Ryan lifted him up and carried him over to the bedroom. He helped him onto the bed. Ryan was about to leave the room when Baz grabbed his arm.

Ryan spun around and saw Baz's enchanting green eyes. 'P-please stay with me.' Baz stuttered, tugging on Ryan's sweater.

He did as Baz said and climbed into the bed. He had dreamed of this moment for years...