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That night Ryan was lying in his bed in the pool house, staring at the ceiling. It was late and he should have been sleeping but he was instead lying awake trying to figure out how everything had changed so quickly. That was what he thought about a lot but usually it was more like, "How did I get here? How did I wind up in Newport with a new sort of family?" Tonight it was, "How did I go from silently wanting Seth and worrying about everything I said to just blurting out whatever I want and kissing him? And what now with Sandy and Kirsten back?"
As if in answer to the silent questions he was asking, Seth came into the pool house.
"Hey," he said softly. "You're still up?"
"Yeah."
"Well move over, I'm staying in here tonight."
"Um, Seth, what about your parents?"
Seth slid into bed, laying half on top of Ryan, resting his chin on the muscular chest. "Yeah, you know what they're doing up there right now? They're..." Seth searched for a term that wouldn't make him want to throw you when used to describe with his parents actions, "... gettin' busy."
"Ew," Ryan said, making a face that Seth could just barely make out in the darkened room.
"Yeah. Like they didn't get enough on their weekend trip. Like my room isn't on the other side of the wall. And hey, if that grosses you out then you must really be starting to think of them like your parents."
Ryan could remember of too many times in too many cheap houses that he'd heard his mother and her boyfriend of the month "gettin' busy" as Seth called it. Plenty of times he left the house just to get away from it. He'd never had any place to go though so he'd usually ended up waiting on the porch half the night.
"I guess I do kind of think of them that way," Ryan said.
"They consider you their kid now, you know. And, just in case you're still worrying about it, they don't kick out offspring for saying something wrong every once in awhile."
"I wasn't-"
"Yeah, you were. Besides, what you said earlier, about not being free to say what you want, that you couldn't risk it, don't worry about it. If you say the wrong thing or-or do something wrong it's not like it's the end of the world, okay? I mean look, you started fights, and brought me home drunk from a party, and burned down a house and you're still here." Seth could feel Ryan stiffen under him (and not in the good way) when he listed off some of Ryan's less than parent-pleasing actions of late. He quickly continued, "Not that those things were you fault or anything. I'm just saying if they got over that then they'll get over anything. Alright?" When Ryan didn't answer he asked again, "Alright?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Okay, so stop looking like you're waiting for the other shoe to drop. Everything's fine, you're here to stay so just relax. And don't even TRY to tell me you weren't thinking about it."
'Constantly,' Ryan thought. "Sometimes," he said.
"Don't. Everything's cool, with them." More quietly, in an almost questioning tone he added, "With us."
"Yeah, you're right. But, um, aren't they going *sniff* to wonder what you're doing sleeping down here?"
"While they're up there doing THAT? Yuck, and no. Besides if they say one word about it tomorrow I'll tell them I heard them carrying on and that'll shut them down right quick. Actually, I might save that nasty piece of knowledge for future use."
Ryan, finally convinced Seth was going to spend the night and he didn't have to worry about his guardians coming in or them being angry tomorrow, snuggled Seth close to him.
"There is one thing though," Seth said. "If I'm going to be sleeping here sometimes then tomorrow you, me and Mom are going shopping for curtains."
"You can't sleep through the light?" Ryan asked.
"Oh, yeah that too. But um, I had other reasons," Seth said as he leaned close, brushing his lips over Ryan's. 'Yeah, curtains are definitely going to come in handy.'
The End
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Okay, well that's it guys! Thanks so much for all the great reviews. I don't write OC stuff anymore. The show just seems to have lost that amazing Seth/Ryan chemistry. If it ever gets that back I might start writing them again.
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That night Ryan was lying in his bed in the pool house, staring at the ceiling. It was late and he should have been sleeping but he was instead lying awake trying to figure out how everything had changed so quickly. That was what he thought about a lot but usually it was more like, "How did I get here? How did I wind up in Newport with a new sort of family?" Tonight it was, "How did I go from silently wanting Seth and worrying about everything I said to just blurting out whatever I want and kissing him? And what now with Sandy and Kirsten back?"
As if in answer to the silent questions he was asking, Seth came into the pool house.
"Hey," he said softly. "You're still up?"
"Yeah."
"Well move over, I'm staying in here tonight."
"Um, Seth, what about your parents?"
Seth slid into bed, laying half on top of Ryan, resting his chin on the muscular chest. "Yeah, you know what they're doing up there right now? They're..." Seth searched for a term that wouldn't make him want to throw you when used to describe with his parents actions, "... gettin' busy."
"Ew," Ryan said, making a face that Seth could just barely make out in the darkened room.
"Yeah. Like they didn't get enough on their weekend trip. Like my room isn't on the other side of the wall. And hey, if that grosses you out then you must really be starting to think of them like your parents."
Ryan could remember of too many times in too many cheap houses that he'd heard his mother and her boyfriend of the month "gettin' busy" as Seth called it. Plenty of times he left the house just to get away from it. He'd never had any place to go though so he'd usually ended up waiting on the porch half the night.
"I guess I do kind of think of them that way," Ryan said.
"They consider you their kid now, you know. And, just in case you're still worrying about it, they don't kick out offspring for saying something wrong every once in awhile."
"I wasn't-"
"Yeah, you were. Besides, what you said earlier, about not being free to say what you want, that you couldn't risk it, don't worry about it. If you say the wrong thing or-or do something wrong it's not like it's the end of the world, okay? I mean look, you started fights, and brought me home drunk from a party, and burned down a house and you're still here." Seth could feel Ryan stiffen under him (and not in the good way) when he listed off some of Ryan's less than parent-pleasing actions of late. He quickly continued, "Not that those things were you fault or anything. I'm just saying if they got over that then they'll get over anything. Alright?" When Ryan didn't answer he asked again, "Alright?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Okay, so stop looking like you're waiting for the other shoe to drop. Everything's fine, you're here to stay so just relax. And don't even TRY to tell me you weren't thinking about it."
'Constantly,' Ryan thought. "Sometimes," he said.
"Don't. Everything's cool, with them." More quietly, in an almost questioning tone he added, "With us."
"Yeah, you're right. But, um, aren't they going *sniff* to wonder what you're doing sleeping down here?"
"While they're up there doing THAT? Yuck, and no. Besides if they say one word about it tomorrow I'll tell them I heard them carrying on and that'll shut them down right quick. Actually, I might save that nasty piece of knowledge for future use."
Ryan, finally convinced Seth was going to spend the night and he didn't have to worry about his guardians coming in or them being angry tomorrow, snuggled Seth close to him.
"There is one thing though," Seth said. "If I'm going to be sleeping here sometimes then tomorrow you, me and Mom are going shopping for curtains."
"You can't sleep through the light?" Ryan asked.
"Oh, yeah that too. But um, I had other reasons," Seth said as he leaned close, brushing his lips over Ryan's. 'Yeah, curtains are definitely going to come in handy.'
The End
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Okay, well that's it guys! Thanks so much for all the great reviews. I don't write OC stuff anymore. The show just seems to have lost that amazing Seth/Ryan chemistry. If it ever gets that back I might start writing them again.