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Everything ached. His head killed. Brendon tried to adjust his eyes to the lights, tried to focus on the worried faces around him.

“Brendon, we need to get you out of here and get you checked out.” A worried, familiar voice fretted.

“What...What happened?” Brendon whispered, barely audible over the shouting in the crowd in front of him.

He tried to focus on who was talking. “Some asshole bottled you, Brendon. You got knocked out. Hit you right in the temple, man.” Brendon tried to sit up, but his head throbbed. Fuck it hurt. “Brendon, we’re going to cut the set and take you to the medics.” Brendon recognized that the voice was Zack’s.

“No,” he choked out. “I want to finish the set. Help me up.” He demanded, reaching out for someone to help him. Zack and another guy helped him up and a medic checked that he was ok. They still finished the set, but Brendon really wasn’t ok.

That night on the bus, when Brendon was recovering from the blow, Ryan came and sat by him on his bunk. “Are you ok, man?” He asked gently, brushing a strand of Brendon’s hair from his face. Brendon shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut, wincing from the pain of moving. There was a big red mark spreading across his temple, and Ryan felt a pain in his chest, like his heart was being torn up just looking at the younger boy.

Ryan weaved an arm around Brendon, pulled him into his chest and kissed his forehead. He let out a sigh and Brendon looked up at him with wide eyes. “Ryan,” He asked in a small voice. “Can you look after me tonight?”

Ryan took a deep breath and nodded. “Of course I will, Bren. Of course I will.”

In return, Brendon looped his arms around Ryan’s torso and hugged tight, resting is face on Ryan’s chest. “I love you so much Ryan.”

“I love you too, Brendon.” The older boy smiled down at him. “I wish you hadn’t had to go to through this today. It’s not fair. It shouldn’t have been you. I wish I could just take all the pain away from you, because you’re so perfect and I never want you to feel anything less than that.” Ryan placed another kiss on Brendon’s head before he continued. “I love you so much; I never want you to feel any pain.”

“Oh, Ryan!” Brendon whispered into the older boy’s chest, tightening his grip around him. “I love you so much, thank you so much for just being here.”

Ryan let out an audible “aw” and Brendon laughed slightly but winced again.

“Do you want an painkillers or something, Bren?” Ryan stroked Brendon’s hair and the younger boy nodded slightly. “Ok, I’ll be right back, sweetie.” Ryan supported Brendon until he was in a comfortable seating position before speeding off to get some aspirin and a glass of water. On his way back he noticed that Spencer and Jon were out. Probably out getting high or drinking, he thought to himself with a smirk.

“Here you go, baby.” Ryan smiled, handing the pill and the water to the boy on the bed. Brendon took the pill and nuzzled back into the chest of the older boy.

“I love you so much, Ry.” Brendon whispered, and with a kiss on the forehead, Ryan returned it.

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Aw c:
Hope you guys liked it, this is my first oneshot, and well, it had to be Ryden XD
this was fun to write, I hope to write some more :3
~Angela