A/N: I didn't intend this to be more than one part, but after reading a few reviews asking for another part, I wrote one. They just needed a little fluff, you know?

-----

Seth comes home, distraught and incoherent. "Ryan? Are you there?"

"Come in," comes a muffled voice from inside the pool house.

Seth slides open the door and walks in. Ryan is startled to see him a flustered mess. "Seth? What's wrong?"

"Summer. She just broke up with me, and I don't know why. Am I missing something or, I mean, why would she do that? She knows how I –"

Ryan grins, distracting Seth from his tirade. "Okay, what's that look about, dude? What do you know that I don't?"

In one moment, Ryan, who hasn't been seeing Marissa for months now, closes the gap between them and presses his lips gently against Seth's.

Seth breathes, "Oh. Right. That," but Ryan knows he's just realizing this now. It's strange to think that Seth hasn't seen the obvious hints he's been giving off. Obvious to everyone but himself, apparently.

"Ryan?" Seth is hesitant.

"Yes?"

"Um, I, I mean, I, uh, might, possibly, kind of, maybe, love you," Seth pathetically tells him.

"I know."

"What?"

"Seth, everyone knows. That's why Summer broke up with you."

"Oh." Seth looks down at his feet, disheartened. Obviously, Ryan doesn't feel the same way. That kiss was probably a test or something. Which is a shame, really, since he's falling more in love with Ryan every second.

"I love you, too, by the way,"

Seth grins. "You do?"

"Oh, god, don't make me say it again." Now Ryan's the one staring at his feet.

Seth clears his throat. "So, what chance would you say I have at getting an instant replay of that kiss?" He can't believe how bold he's being.

"I'd say your chances are looking pretty good," Ryan replies huskily. God, he's so sexy. Did Seth just think that?

He grins again. "Okay. Um, Ryan?"

"What?"

And Seth leans forward and kisses Ryan deeply, pulling the other boy to him in a frantic attempt to touch in any way. Finally, Ryan pulls away. "Wow," he pants.

"Wow," Seth agrees.

"Still upset over Summer?"

Seth gives Ryan his best are-you-kidding-me look, saying, "Summer? Who's she?"

"Good." Ryan pulls him onto the futon to continue where they left off.