The Way He Looks At Me I don't own or claim to own anything here. The characters belong to Fox, and I do not profit from my stories.
- This is a, well, WILL be a slash. Rated R for sexual content and language in later chapters.
- Thoughts will be typed like this - Hopefully this won't turn into one of those stories where they fight with everything that goes on in their heads (that is unless you people like that stuff)
Chapter 4
The morning sun streamed in through all the windows of the open windows in Seth Cohen's room. As soon as he started to wake, all of the days past events came speeding back to him.
"I hope it was all a dream" he muttered under his breathe as he glanced to his right, looking out the window at Marissa's house. "Please please please let it have been a dream!" he started to yell, before realizing that it was 8:30 on a Saturday morning.
He figured that if he could determine whether or not yesterday was a dream, he would just have to confirm that at least one thing happened.
And since Ryan was just across the lawn, that was where he would start.
He quickly brushed his teeth and threw some PJ bottoms on before heading downstairs. Seth pulled out a tray, poured 2 bowls of Cap'n Crunch, 2 glasses of O.J. and a carton of milk.
As he made his way to the pool house he felt a deep growing pit of despair in the pit of his stomach.
He slowly opened the door, trying as hard as be could not to make any sounds that might wake Ryan. Seth set the tray at the foot of the bed, and walked back over to the door. He picked up the stool sitting next to one of the Ottomans, took a step back, and kicked it as hard as he could towards the chest in the corner of the room.
When the plush collided with the wood, the result was a fairly muffled banging sound that still came off as though he had tripped.
Ryan sat up so fast Seth was surprised that he didn't pull a muscle. He looked around with those cute morning puppy doll eyes that Seth didn't even realize he thought were cute. He was more worried about the look on Ryan's face. The look of shock and terror.
He realized it was just some of the left-over memories from Chino, but it was still something that he hadn't seen since his first days here.
It took a few moments for Ryan to realize where he was, and then what Seth had just accomplished. His face relaxed as he looked at his best friend, and sat back on the pillows.
"Sorry about the noise, I just tripped. Sorry. Anyway, I was out ALL day yesterday and I haven't really seen you all week so I figured we could just hang. So I brought some breakfast, well, cereal, and thought we could talk. Ya know, just us guys. And maybe we could come up with something to do together. Since, well you know. "
Seeing the look on Ryan's face, he remembered that he hadn't seen Ryan since yesterday morning. "Oh! That's right. Summer wanted to break up, so well, we did. So now I'm sad, and no girls for Seth Cohen right now. And listen to me....just talking and talking. What's up with you!?"
Ryan took a moment to process the incisive Seth rambling that he wasn't used to so early on a weekend morning.
"Uh......ya, we could just hang today. That sounds good. What's with the breakfast in bed?" he asked, looking down at the food near his feet.
"Well, I just wanted to hang all day. Hope that's all right with you." Seth smiled, and Ryan thought it was the cutest thing he had ever seen.
Huh? He thought. Seth? Cute? Well, kinda, I guess...... But Seth? Why can't it be someone I can actually date!
"Ok, so, tell me all about this whole Summer thing" he said as he reached for a bowl with one hand, and waved his hand in the air, gesturing as he said "whole".
"Well.........I went over to her house once I finished the lessons. Speaking of which, were sooooo incredibly boring. You should come with me sometimes so I'm not all alone with either crazy teens or boring old geezers," as he finished his invite, Ryan couldn't help but flash one of the biggest smile's he had ever flashed. And that was saying something.
"Anyway, I went over Summers late last night, and thought maybe we would fool around or something," this time, Ryan cringed both inside and out, but Seth didn't notice, "but when I got their she looked all serious and said we needed to talk. She told me that her family was going through some sort of really hard shit, and she just needed a brake so she could concentrate on them. So I felt sort of defeated, but I left after telling her I would always be here for her," he patted the bed as he said it.
"So I got sad, and pouted, but whatever. Maybe I'll find someone else.....and hopefully Summer won't get pissed of at me too."
Ryan shifted uncomfortably at the brief hope that he would be Seth's "someone else", before sighing.
"Ok, ok, now its your turn. Were trading personal stories now. Girl talk if you will. So I went, you go!"
"What? Oh, well, uh.......I don't think anything has happened, I mean, you know everything about Me and Marissa, but that's not doin' right now so.......I don't really have anything to tell..."
As Ryan was speaking, Seth could tell that he was in that really uncomfortable place as he shifted from sitting to leaning, to sitting, and then stood. Does Seth know something? No, no, of course not, Kirsten wouldn't say anything...would she? I mean I only told her yesterday, is she really that conceded? She did say she was like Holly, but I figured that was in her past. No, I'm just being stupid.....no way. Just stupid, naive Ryan. Calm down!
"You sure man? Nothing....I mean your Ryan Atwood! Mr. Dark and Secretive. There's nothing I don't know yet? Come on, give me SOMETHING!" he said, almost sarcastically, but he knew that there was something. I mean, yesterday did happen. So, Ryan is like totally not telling me stuff. We talk about everything!! Honestly!
"Yeah, I can't really think anything. Dude, I'm sorry! There's nothing new to tell!"
"Fine!" Seth stood up, spun around really quickly and walked right out of the pool house. "Whatever dude. I'm like your brother, and I thought we could tell each other EVERYTHING. But fine. I just thought of something I have to do." And with that Seth sprinted to the house and slammed the door so loudly that Ryan could hear it back in his room.
Ok, that's that. Please R & R so I know I should continue with the story........... : )
- This is a, well, WILL be a slash. Rated R for sexual content and language in later chapters.
- Thoughts will be typed like this - Hopefully this won't turn into one of those stories where they fight with everything that goes on in their heads (that is unless you people like that stuff)
Chapter 4
The morning sun streamed in through all the windows of the open windows in Seth Cohen's room. As soon as he started to wake, all of the days past events came speeding back to him.
"I hope it was all a dream" he muttered under his breathe as he glanced to his right, looking out the window at Marissa's house. "Please please please let it have been a dream!" he started to yell, before realizing that it was 8:30 on a Saturday morning.
He figured that if he could determine whether or not yesterday was a dream, he would just have to confirm that at least one thing happened.
And since Ryan was just across the lawn, that was where he would start.
He quickly brushed his teeth and threw some PJ bottoms on before heading downstairs. Seth pulled out a tray, poured 2 bowls of Cap'n Crunch, 2 glasses of O.J. and a carton of milk.
As he made his way to the pool house he felt a deep growing pit of despair in the pit of his stomach.
He slowly opened the door, trying as hard as be could not to make any sounds that might wake Ryan. Seth set the tray at the foot of the bed, and walked back over to the door. He picked up the stool sitting next to one of the Ottomans, took a step back, and kicked it as hard as he could towards the chest in the corner of the room.
When the plush collided with the wood, the result was a fairly muffled banging sound that still came off as though he had tripped.
Ryan sat up so fast Seth was surprised that he didn't pull a muscle. He looked around with those cute morning puppy doll eyes that Seth didn't even realize he thought were cute. He was more worried about the look on Ryan's face. The look of shock and terror.
He realized it was just some of the left-over memories from Chino, but it was still something that he hadn't seen since his first days here.
It took a few moments for Ryan to realize where he was, and then what Seth had just accomplished. His face relaxed as he looked at his best friend, and sat back on the pillows.
"Sorry about the noise, I just tripped. Sorry. Anyway, I was out ALL day yesterday and I haven't really seen you all week so I figured we could just hang. So I brought some breakfast, well, cereal, and thought we could talk. Ya know, just us guys. And maybe we could come up with something to do together. Since, well you know. "
Seeing the look on Ryan's face, he remembered that he hadn't seen Ryan since yesterday morning. "Oh! That's right. Summer wanted to break up, so well, we did. So now I'm sad, and no girls for Seth Cohen right now. And listen to me....just talking and talking. What's up with you!?"
Ryan took a moment to process the incisive Seth rambling that he wasn't used to so early on a weekend morning.
"Uh......ya, we could just hang today. That sounds good. What's with the breakfast in bed?" he asked, looking down at the food near his feet.
"Well, I just wanted to hang all day. Hope that's all right with you." Seth smiled, and Ryan thought it was the cutest thing he had ever seen.
Huh? He thought. Seth? Cute? Well, kinda, I guess...... But Seth? Why can't it be someone I can actually date!
"Ok, so, tell me all about this whole Summer thing" he said as he reached for a bowl with one hand, and waved his hand in the air, gesturing as he said "whole".
"Well.........I went over to her house once I finished the lessons. Speaking of which, were sooooo incredibly boring. You should come with me sometimes so I'm not all alone with either crazy teens or boring old geezers," as he finished his invite, Ryan couldn't help but flash one of the biggest smile's he had ever flashed. And that was saying something.
"Anyway, I went over Summers late last night, and thought maybe we would fool around or something," this time, Ryan cringed both inside and out, but Seth didn't notice, "but when I got their she looked all serious and said we needed to talk. She told me that her family was going through some sort of really hard shit, and she just needed a brake so she could concentrate on them. So I felt sort of defeated, but I left after telling her I would always be here for her," he patted the bed as he said it.
"So I got sad, and pouted, but whatever. Maybe I'll find someone else.....and hopefully Summer won't get pissed of at me too."
Ryan shifted uncomfortably at the brief hope that he would be Seth's "someone else", before sighing.
"Ok, ok, now its your turn. Were trading personal stories now. Girl talk if you will. So I went, you go!"
"What? Oh, well, uh.......I don't think anything has happened, I mean, you know everything about Me and Marissa, but that's not doin' right now so.......I don't really have anything to tell..."
As Ryan was speaking, Seth could tell that he was in that really uncomfortable place as he shifted from sitting to leaning, to sitting, and then stood. Does Seth know something? No, no, of course not, Kirsten wouldn't say anything...would she? I mean I only told her yesterday, is she really that conceded? She did say she was like Holly, but I figured that was in her past. No, I'm just being stupid.....no way. Just stupid, naive Ryan. Calm down!
"You sure man? Nothing....I mean your Ryan Atwood! Mr. Dark and Secretive. There's nothing I don't know yet? Come on, give me SOMETHING!" he said, almost sarcastically, but he knew that there was something. I mean, yesterday did happen. So, Ryan is like totally not telling me stuff. We talk about everything!! Honestly!
"Yeah, I can't really think anything. Dude, I'm sorry! There's nothing new to tell!"
"Fine!" Seth stood up, spun around really quickly and walked right out of the pool house. "Whatever dude. I'm like your brother, and I thought we could tell each other EVERYTHING. But fine. I just thought of something I have to do." And with that Seth sprinted to the house and slammed the door so loudly that Ryan could hear it back in his room.
Ok, that's that. Please R & R so I know I should continue with the story........... : )