Title : Will You be my Bad Boy?
Author : Me
Rating : PG-13
Pairing : Brendon / Ryan
POV : 3rd
Summary : Brendon and Ryan are a couple for quite some time, but at school they still get beaten up for it. One day Ryan is sick of it and he does something that will change everything.
Disclaimer : This never happened, and I don't own them.
Beta : Nora (youlookslashy) , thank you sooooooooo much for making my fic so much better <3
Author Notes : Thanks for reading <3

They go into the courtroom, but Brendon is disappointed when he sees that no one’s there. The man sees how disappointed Brendon is, and smiles at him.

“He’s in the other room.”

“Oh, okay,” Brendon says, and they walk to the back of the room. The man opens the door and lets Brendon go in first. As soon as Brendon sees Ryan, he starts to cry. Mostly because he’s so happy to see him again, but also because he might never see him again after today. Ryan walks up to him and immediately wraps his arms around him, holding him as tight as he possibly can.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Brendon whispers.

“I’ll leave you two alone now,” the man says, and he quickly leaves. Brendon and Ryan sit down on the couch in the little room, not letting go of each other.

“How long?” Brendon asks.

“Ten years,” Ryan sighs, and he feels that Brendon starts to hold him even tighter. After a couple of minutes they let go of each other, but Brendon grabs Ryan’s hand almost right away.

“My parents won’t let me visit you…”

“They must hate me.”

“They have nothing against you, but they’re just worried about me. I mean, I’m fifteen for fuck sake, they don’t want me having to deal with all of this.”

“I completely understand. I probably would’ve done the same thing.”

“I hate them for it. I don’t wanna lose you.” Brendon pouts.

“I promise I’ll send you letters,” Ryan says. Brendon gets a small smile on his face, and Ryan kisses him. Brendon kisses him back right away, and they both feel the pain that is in this kiss.

“Can we please just hold each other until you have to go?” Brendon asks.

“Of course.” Ryan smiles, but there’s still a lot of pain in his eyes. He wraps his arms around Brendon, who puts his head on Ryan’s chest. Ryan kisses the top of his head, and just holds him until the door opens.

“Are you ready?” the man asks.

“Can we have one more minute?” Ryan asks.

“Of course,” the man says, and he leaves again.

“Bren, look at me,” Ryan whispers, and Brendon looks up at him, right into his eyes.

“I love you so fucking much, and not matter what happens in those years, that doesn’t change. But…”

“But what?” Brendon asks, looking scared.

“I’m letting you go. If you meet someone, don’t feel guilty…”

“Ry…”

“No, you have to move on. You deserve to be happy and find love.”