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Life is Beautiful. [2/3]
Title: Life is Beautiful.
Author: trishapocalypse/causticmayhemx
Pairings: Ryan/ Brendon, Ryan/ William, William/ Travis.
Rating: PG13-NC17.
Words: 3114.
Summary: Ryan goes away to college, leaving Brendon worried and behind, while Ryan meets a very interesting librarian.
Disclaimer: It's not real. You're a fool if you think it is. =]
A/N: Title credit: The amazinglovelytalentedinspirational Nikki Sixx.

Part 01

Life is Beautiful



"That Ryan kid is really cute," Travis commented, watching Ryan gather his books together and walk out of the library.

William smiled, sliding his fingers between Travis'. "He is. Wanna get lunch?"

"You off the clock?"

He nodded.

"Let's go then," he said.

"Can I invite Ryan?" William asked hopefully, dark eyes wide.

Travis laughed. "Sure."

"Score!" he grinned, running towards the library doors, pulling Travis with him, catching up with Ryan. "Ryan! Ryan!"

Ryan froze, turning around. "Yeah?"

William stopped in front of him, Travis by his side. "Hey."

"...hey?"

"Want to come to lunch with me and Travie?" he asked.

Ryan looked at his watch. "Um. It's dinner time."

Travis laughed. "Dinner, then?" he suggested.

"Um... Sure. Well, I would, but I don't have any money," Ryan said slowly.

"My treat," William offered.

"But..."

"Really, Ry," he said. "I just got paid. Let me spoil my two boys."

Ryan sighed. "All right. I'll pay you back in a few days-- I swear."

"Don't worry about it," he shrugged.

"If you're sure..."

"I am," William smiled, grabbing Ryan's hand with his own. "Let's go." The three of them made their way to the student center and William started laughing.

"What?" Travis asked.

William shrugged. "I'm a lucky guy-- Walking around with two gorgeous men beside me."

Ryan flushed.

Travis released William's hand. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom. You know what I want to eat, baby. I'll be back in a minute."

Ryan watched as Travis walked away. "So um. Is that your boyfriend?"

William smiled. "Yup. That's my guy."

Ryan slowly attempted to withdraw his fingers from William's-- but he wasn't able to. "Won't he get mad if you hold my hand?"

"No," he said. "He'd get mad, though, if I kissed you and he wasn't here," he told him, leaning in as if he was about to kiss him, but he stopped. "So I'll wait until he gets here," he smiled, dropping his hand, and walking over to order their food. "What do you want to eat?"

"Um. Fries and a...water, I guess."

****



"So, Ryan, William didn't tell me you were so adorable," Travis said, sitting down next to William.

William gasped. "I did so! I told you! I told you fifty million times that he is adorable and fuckable and just generally attractive!"

Ryan flushed.

Travis smiled, sliding a hand to William's neck, running his fingers through the soft brown locks. "Okay, baby."

"No, I did! You didn't believe me! You said that it was not possible for someone to be so attractive!" William ranted.

Travis leaned in and pressed their lips together briefly. "I believe you now. Promise."

William pouted. "Well, good."

Travis smiled over at Ryan. "I believe him," he repeated.

Ryan shifted in his seat, looking down.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

He shook his head.

"You are. Why?" Travis asked quietly.

"I just. Feel like I'm intruding on your...relationship," Ryan mumbled. "If that. If that makes sense."

William slid his hand over Ryan’s. "Don't worry, freshman. There's always room for one more," he said, winking not so subtly.

Ryan laughed slightly, to avoid letting his mind wander towards the suggestiveness of William's tone. He felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and he pulled it out. He rolled his eyes when he saw Brendon's name flashing and he shoved the phone back into his pocket.

"Who was that?" William asked.

"William, don't be nosy--"

"No, who was it?" he asked again.

Ryan rolled his eyes. "Brendon."

"Who's that?"

"My former...friend," he said slowly.

"Friend?"

"Yes."

William smiled. "With...benefits?"

"Yes."

"Why former?"

Ryan sighed. "He's an overdramatic, self-centered diva who treated me like shit when I didn't worship the ground he walks on," he ranted, rolling his eyes again.

"Ooh, angry," William smiled. "I like 'em feisty."

Ryan tried not to smile. He failed.

"Was he at least...good in bed?" Travis asked.

"The best cocksucker I've ever encountered," Ryan answered honestly. "Decent in bed."

"Have you encountered many?"

Ryan shrugged. "A fair amount."

"Want to encounter two more?" William asked.

Ryan paused. "What?"

"Threesome," William said.

Travis shook his head. "I thought you were going to wait until a more...appropriate time to ask that, baby?"

William shrugged. "So what do you say?"

"I. Um." Ryan paused again. "I don't know?"

"Think about it," he said, moving his hand from Ryan's hand to the inside of his thigh, scratching lightly. "Think hard."

"Oh, that's mean," Ryan said, covering William's hand with his own to stop the scratching and the warm feeling arising in his lower stomach. "Very mean."

William smiled. "And I'm okay with that, gorgeous. Very okay."

****



"Oh, you've got to be kidding me," Ryan mumbled, throwing his car into park and turning off the ignition. He picked up his bag and climbed out of the car, slamming the door shut. "Why the fuck are you here?"

Brendon sighed. "You just go straight to anger."

"Yes. Because we've gotten in, like, ten fights this week."

"Give me a minute to explain, please," he said, uncharacteristically calm, passive.

Ryan resisted the urge to roll his eyes and he nodded.

"Thank you," he said. "Okay. I'm going to suck up my pride and just say it; you were right. I've been a selfish, spoiled diva and I over-reacted when I didn't get my damn way. Which is ridiculous because I've never been that kind of selfish guy. I just. I guess I thought that, since we were kind of an item, that I almost had a right to act like you...belonged to me," he explained slowly. "But you don't. You don't. It was stupid of me to act that way. And I'm truly sorry."

Ryan paused. "Are you serious about this?"

"Yes," Brendon said. "And I'd understand if you didn't want to believe me or whatever-- I probably wouldn't. But I am sorry. And I miss you."

"Me or the sex?" Ryan asked bitterly.

"Both," he said honestly. "But I miss your company more."

"Dammit, Bren," he groaned. "No idea how I can be so mad at you one minute and wanting to do you the next."

Brendon smiled. "It's a talent I have. Am I forgiven?"

Ryan nodded. "Yes."

"Is it...time for make up sex now?"

"Obviously."

****



"That's a big smile on such a gorgeous face," William commented the next day when Ryan walked into the library.

Ryan laughed. "Well, I had a good night," he said.

"Did it include sex?"

"It did. I got an apology and a rim job," he told him.

"Wow. You had a very productive evening."

"I did," he laughed.

"Who was it?"

"Brendon."

William frowned. "I thought you were mad at him."

"He apologized."

He nodded reluctantly. "For your sake, I hope he's not just using you."

"He's not," Ryan said.

"Okay."

"He's not," he repeated. "Why would you say that?"

"I don't know," William said. "It just. From what you said, he doesn't sound like a totally sincere guy."

"Well, you don't know him like I do."

"I know I don't," William replied. "That's just what I think. It doesn't mean it's true."

"Because it's not," Ryan said, frowning.

William sighed. "I didn't want to make you mad. I'm sorry."

He shrugged. "It's fine."

"It's not. I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you."

"How?"

"Come over tonight. It's Travie and I's movie night. We can all make out and jack off or something," he suggested.

Ryan sighed. "I don't know..."

"Come on, Ry. It's all innocent, I swear. You can even make out with Travis! I never let anyone do that," he said.

"Because he's your boyfriend."

"And because I'm selfish. But come on. I just don't want you to be mad at me," he pouted.

"So you want me to make out with your boyfriend?"

"Or me?" he smiled.

Ryan flushed, just barely. "You're being serious?"

William nodded. "Yes. Please? It'll be fun."

"I...guess? I'll just. Tell Bren that I'm studying tonight," he said.

"Lying to the boyfriend. Nice."

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Then why are you lying to him?"

Ryan shrugged. "He gets jealous easily."

"But he's not your boyfriend," William said sarcastically.

"He's not," Ryan said. "He just. We just made up. And he has it in his mind that, like, I can't talk to other boys. And if he knows I'm with you, of all people, he will freak the fuck out."

"Why me?"

Ryan sighed. "I don't want to get into this now."

"No, you have to," William smiled. "Were you thinking about me while jerking off or something?"

Ryan cringed. "Something like that."

"Tell me," he pouted. "Please?"

"Umm. Well," he scratched at the back of his head. "Kinda. Said your name as he was jerking me off..."

William smiled. "You want me. I knew it."

"Well, fuck, William! He was making me talk about you as he jerked me off! What the hell do you expect?!"

William laughed. "Calm down, baby, it's fine. I'm just messing with you. Come over tonight."

Ryan sighed. "Fine. What time and where?"

"Yay," William smiled. "We're gonna have so much fun."

****



"No, Brendon, I'm sorry. My professor told us today that we have an exam at the end of the week; I have to study," Ryan explained, completely lying through his teeth as he pulled up to the address William had given him.

"Well, if it's not until Friday, why do you have to study tonight?"

"Because I need all the time I can. Friday night, I'll make it up to you, okay? I just really need to ace this exam," he said, biting his lip as he cut off the ignition.

"Okay. You better. Have fun studying."

"I will, baby. Talk to you later," he said, hanging up. He sighed, shoving his phone into his pocket and grabbing his keys. He got out of his car, making sure to lock it behind him, and he shoved his hands into his pockets, walking into the apartment building. He took the stairs to the fourth floor and found the right room, knocking on the door three times, stepping back and waiting.

The door flew open and William threw his arms around Ryan. "You actually came!"

Ryan laughed awkwardly. "Um, yeah. You told me to. And you made it sound like I had no choice, so. I'm here."

William smiled, sliding a hand into Ryan's. "Come on in, then, gorgeous. Travis just made brownies. They're so good."

"Are they--"

"No, they're not special brownies," William interrupted. "See? I knew what you were going to say. I'm not high; just naturally hyper. Or, well, I'm high on life," he shrugged.

"What movie are we watching first?" Ryan asked, unzipping his hoodie and laying it across one of the chairs in the small kitchenette.

Travis laughed.

"What?" Ryan asked.

"We're not gonna watch a movie, silly," William smiled.

Ryan froze. "Oh, God, did I walk right into a gang bang?"

William burst out laughing.

Travis shook his head. "Now, Ryan. Do you think we'd actually tell you if we were going to gang bang you?"

Ryan paused. "Would you?"

"No."

"Oh. So. Basically. You guys could be planning to gang bang me now?"

"Theoretically," Travis said. "But we're not."

"But if you wouldn't tell me if you were going to, why would you tell me if you weren't going to?"

"Because he's half black," William said. "Now lovely, go sit on the couch," he told Ryan.

Ryan didn't move.

"Come on, we're not going to gang bang you," William said. "I promise."

"Are other people going to gang bang me?"

Travis nodded. "Yes. Our friend Gabe. He wants your ass."

Ryan's eyes widened.

"He's kidding," William said. "No one is going to gang bang you. Someone might blow you, though," he shrugged, turning back to walk over to the refrigerator.

"Go sit on the couch," Travis smiled. "Please."

"Uh huh. Okay," Ryan said slowly, walking over to the couch and sitting down awkwardly.

William grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and walked over to Ryan, sitting down on his right. Travis followed him and sat down to the left of Ryan, snagging William's water bottle and taking a drink.

"So um. If we're not watching a movie, what are we...going to do?"

William rested a hand on Ryan's leg. "Whatever we want."

Travis set the water bottle down and picked up the remote, turning on the television and flipping through the channels.

Ryan nodded slowly, unsure of what to do or say next.

"Did Brendon get mad when you told him you had to, uh, study tonight?" William asked,

"He um. He said it was okay. I'm making it up to him Friday," Ryan said.

"Who's Brendon?"

"His boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend," Ryan groaned. "He's my...friend with benefits," he waved a hand carelessly.

Travis nodded. "I've heard you mentioned him. I guess he's unimportant since I already forgot him."

William laughed. "Travis, be nice."

"I am being nice."

"Are not," he said, leaning over Ryan to press his lips against Travis'. "Be polite or no making out with Ryan."

Ryan felt himself smile. "Um."

"Fine, I'll be nice," Travis said, sighing as if it were a chore.

"Let's watch a movie now," William clapped.

"I...thought you said we weren't going to watch a movie?" Ryan said, confused.

"You're that eager to make out with my gorgeous boyfriend, aren't you?" William asked.

Ryan flushed.

"It's okay. I'd be eager, too," Travis said. "I mean, come on. Look at me."

Ryan laughed. "You guys are weird."

"Weird. Or interesting?" William proposed. "Exactly. Interesting. Without us in your life, you'd be bored."

"But I'd get in less trouble," Ryan told him.

William rolled his eyes. "Trouble is fun. It's how you know you're doing something right."

"I thought that was having an orgasm," Travis interrupted.

William smiled. "I guess it goes both ways."

"Like me?"

William frowned. "We do not discuss you like girls," he said. "You do not need girls. You have me. I am enough."

Travis nodded, leaning over and kissing him. "I know, baby. I just like getting you all riled up."

Ryan bit his lip and looked to the side, unsure of what to say.

"I think we're making Ryan uncomfortable," William whispered, even though he knew Ryan could still hear him.

"I bet we could make him even more uncomfortable," Travis said.

"I thought you said you were going to be nice!"

Ryan rolled his eyes and wrapped his fingers around Travis' neck, surprising him, and pressing their lips together. He faintly heard William gasp and he knew they were surprised; he had even surprised himself. The second he felt Travis begin to kiss him back, he pulled away. "Are you two going to stop talking now?" he asked.

William smiled, nodding. "Hell yes."

Travis laughed. "You totally just ruined that."

"So did you!"

"I did not--"

"Didn't I just say stop talking?" Ryan asked.

William leaned forward and pressed his lips to the side of Ryan's neck. "Finally coming into your own, huh?"

"What's the supposed to mean?"

"Does the 'stop talking' apply to you, too?" he asked, backing away and raising an eyebrow.

Travis watched as Ryan's mouth opened to say something but no words came out. He took the opportunity and leaned forward, shocking Ryan further, as he instantly slid his tongue into his mouth, exploring every crevice, marveling at how different he tasted compared to William. Ryan carefully, slowly wrapped his fingers around Travis' wrist, leaning forward on the couch without even thinking, and he barely felt an arm slipping around his waist until he was pulled back, away from Travis' mouth, and onto William's lap.

"Now, now. You two can't be having all the fun, now can you?" William asked, his mouth right next to Ryan's ear.

Ryan shivered, in anticipation or anxiety, he wasn't quite sure. But he was sure that the rest of the night was definitely going to be something to remember.

****



When Ryan pulled into his driveway at three a.m. that morning, the smile was still on his face. He set his car in park and got out, stopping in his tracks when he noticed Brendon sitting on his porch. He sucked in a deep breath and walked up to his front door, turning to look at Brendon in the last minute. "What are you doing here?"

"You said you had to study. So I came by early, at like twelve, with some cookies, thinking maybe you could take a small break and we could talk for a few minutes," Brendon said, standing up. "Your mom said you weren't home and you didn't answer your phone, so I thought I'd wait," he looked up at him. "Where were you?"

Ryan looked down. "I was hanging out with William and Travis."

"Who's Travis?"

"William's boyfriend of two years."

Brendon nodded. "So you...weren't having sex with William?"

Ryan shook his head. "No. I wasn't."

"Okay," Brendon said, reaching down for the bag of cookies. "Um. Here."

Ryan smiled. "Come on in, Brendon," he said, opening the door. "Do you want to stay over tonight?"

Brendon smiled slightly. "Yeah. I do."

"Good. Let's go."

Brendon silently followed Ryan up the stairs and down the hall to his room. Ryan shut the door behind the both of them and pulled Brendon into his arms, kissing his forehead. "I'm sorry I lied to you."

Brendon shrugged. "It's okay."

"It's not. I can tell you're mad," he whispered into his hair. "I just knew that if I told you I was hanging out with William and Travis, that you would freak out and think we were messing around when we're not," he said, shutting his eyes only to snap them back open when he was faced with another mental image of William going down on him.

"I just. I don't want you sleeping with him," Brendon said quietly.

Ryan could've sworn he heard him sniffle. "I'm not sleeping with him. I promise you that."

Brendon pulled away and smiled, pressing his lips to the side of Ryan's face. "Let's eat some cookies and go to sleep, yeah?"

"I could be persuaded to do just that," Ryan said.

"Oh, so you need persuasion to eat cookies now?" he laughed.

Ryan shrugged. "Maybe yes. Maybe no."

Brendon laughed again and leaned up, pressing their lips together just briefly. "More persuasion later, okay?"

"Okay. Let me change into my pj's," he said, pulling away and making a show of kicking his shoes and jeans off. "Okay. I'm ready."

Brendon rolled his eyes. "You're ridiculous."

"And you like it."

"Of course I do."





[x] Okay, sorry it's taken a bit. I'm trying to update every weekend since I don't have a ton of time during the week. Um. Have a good Halloween! I'll be out trick or treating Tuesday night with mah frans because we're cool 18 year olds who silly string houses... It's going to rock. Anyway. Um... That's all I have to say. Have a nice day and I hope you enjoyed it. <3