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ricky woke up with a soft groan. the sunlight carefully beamed through the blinds that they forgot to close before going to bed. the night had been cold and you could see the gentle frost covering the window where the sunlight didn’t quite hit. the soft and breezy wind hit the windows at a rhythmic pace, not loud enough to wake anyone up or cause a ruckus.
the bed felt warm, the duvets ruffled up and nearly tossed to the side. but the duvet gently covered his boyfriend. his beautiful boyfriend. ricky focused on the boy in front of him. how his soft, round cheeks laid against the pillow and his dark hair nearly covered his eyes. a soft, pink tint on the tip of his nose and how a gentle, not a sad tear was welling up his eyes. alan was so beautiful, even when he was sleeping.
that’s when ricky leaned down and placed a warm kiss on the tip of alan’s noise; the brunette scrunched his face and pulled himself deeper into the covers. ricky left out a soft giggle on the other boy’s antics. how did he manage to get such a beautiful boy? ricky recalls to the time when alan came to the camp. alan looked so little, fragile and broken; because that’s what he was. well, little to ricky, that guy was like 6’ ft. tall.
ricky remembers being there when alan cried himself to sleep. ricky does not know why he did it for so long. maybe because he pitied the other boy. or that he was madly in love with him. he thinks about the time they made out in their tent, alan straddled in his lap with both his hands on the other boys' sides. how alan always, always , looked so beautiful. ricky never imagined he’d fall in love with a guy like alan. he did know he was gay, of some kind, sure, but it really didn’t protect onto anything before the make out sesh.
“you like me?” alan gasped between breasts, holding ricky’s face with so much tenderness. that was the first time ricky noticed the details in his face, the gentle pink blush on his cheeks and the deep, brown eyes. those damn brown eyes. “y- yeah.” ricky mumbled before pulling alan to a deep kiss again. the kiss lasted only a couple of minutes, but ricky swears he’s never felt the way he felt. he was holding millions in his arms. like a flower bouquet worth of millions. they pulled away, “good. cuz i like you a whole lot.”
there were many instances of stuff like this happening during camp, but it was never explicit. the most they did was making out with a side of teasing on the camp, but it was never physical. being too scared of getting caught in the act or being busted by mr. sir during a make out sesh. they also never displayed pda aside with the d-tent boys. it just felt like a shout at everyone.
ricky giggles to himself at the thought of going around camp and yelling something like “ hey look! i have the most beautiful and stunning and smartest boyfriend in the world! bet you’re SO jealous of me !” he’d yell, holding onto alan like he was a prize he won at the carnival. but alan was a prize. he was a boy worth millions and billions, someone’s going to have to love him gently;
and that someone would be ricky!
after they were freed from camp green lake, alan moved in with ricky and his aunt. alan liked it there. his mom never quit alcoholism and his dad? never really heard from him again. they made their relationship official a few weeks after the whole ordeal of getting free from camp green lake, though they were sure they were dating for a year or longer before making it public to their friends.
since then, ricky has been loudly affectionate with alan; posting him every chance, always having him as his lock screen, clinging to him as much as possible. it was worth every remark from their friends. a “oh you’re so in love” every now and then didn’t hurt when it’s not even wrong. ricky was madly in love with alan and alan was madly in love with ricky. ricky remembers the picture they posted when they announced the relationship. how their phones were on airplane mode for multiple hours. it was a scary, but a freeing experience.
they were not the only couple of the friend group though. hector and stanley had started dating around the time they were on the run together. it was a hard time for everyone, not sure if they’d make it back, or at least together. ricky thinks that pendanski must’ve known what was happening between him and alan.
and if you asked pendanski, he would say that he did notice what was happening, but he never dared to question the boys about it. seemed like too much of a hassle, awkward and it could damage his, or the boys’ relationship. there were times where pendanski saw the boys cuddling or sharing tiny kisses, but he decided to keep it to himself. it was sweet to him. just two boys in love. unfortunate timing however.
they were just playing around. ricky didn’t know that alan would actually get hurt so badly. the other boy had already been sulking for an hour now, and ricky was getting worried. he sat by the bathroom door, where alan had locked himself in. “alan,” ricky called out, voice filled with worry, “you okay? can i come in now?” the door lock turned and the door was open. ricky nearly busted in, still trying a more gentle approach. “hi baby.” ricky breathed out slowly moving closer to the boy and in no time he was sitting in front of alan. ricky just stared at alan, like any next word or move would bust a dam. then alan reached his hands out, signaling ricky to come and hold the other boy. ricky melted, lifting the other boy to his arms. and that’s when the dam broke; alan cried, cried and cried. but he felt so loved and cared for, because he was in ricky’s arms.
ricky snapped out of his memoirs, as the sheets ruffled. alan turned his side, now facing away from ricky. ricky then reached out his arm, trying to pull the other boy closer, only to be met with a small “nooo..” ricky burst into a smile, hearing his boyfriend sniffling underneath the covers, “c’mon, i know you’re awake.” ricky whispered, voice gentle and affectionate. “c’mon my sweet boy.” the blonde lulled gently, caressing the hair of his boyfriend.
he was so precious when he was sleepy, almost like a little child waiting to be cared for while he slept so carelessly; ricky liked that side of alan. the more gentle, softer and more childish side of him. though that side is harder to see. alan likes this strong, independent man act he has going on. but he’s not fooling ricky. ricky knew who alan was; alan was a soft little baby at heart, who melted anytime ricky did something slightly romantic.
“my sweetest boy”, ricky whispered, kissing the back of alan’s neck, “i know you’re awake.” he said, wrapping his arms around the other boy. “mmh.. lem’e sleep.” alan mumbled, voice hoarse and barely above a whisper. the blonde smiled. how does someone manage to be so adorable at this time in the morning. wait, how much is the clock? ricky was so absorbed in admiring the boy and remembering the past he had totally forgotten the run of time. he took his phone as his screen read “ saturday 8.15 am ” a sigh of relief. ricky however had no idea how long he had been awake. “okay you baby, you can stay in bed. i want water.” ricky whispered as he kissed alan’s temple.
ricky waddled his way to the kitchen. his aunt had probably already left for work, considering the house felt awfully empty. his aunt was happy to take alan in. she knew his mom, and was rather pleased that the poor boy was out of his mom’s hands and camp green lake. and was more than happy to hear about ricky and alan being a thing. ricky didn’t really know much about the other members of his family, and he was happy he didn’t- in a way yeah, but sometimes it felt lonely. ricky drank his glass of water, before waddling back to bed. alan had hogged the whole blanket and made himself a little nest on the side of the bed. looked like a sad worm in a way. ricky burst into giggles,
“you look ridiculous.” he muttered as he took a seat on his bed. alan turned his back towards ricky again, causing the other boy to frown. “i’m just teasing you princess,” ricky cooed, scooting closer towards alan, “don’t be all pouty.” that’s when the other boy turned around and flung himself towards ricky. they were both a bit taken aback, ricky nearly missing the other boy. the room then exploded with soft giggles.
“are you gonna come out of your shell now, pretty? i wanna cuddle you still.” ricky giggled, holding alan close. the other boy frowned, “you still wanna cuddle?” he sighed, voice sleepy, “i’d like cuddles too.” alan breathed out, unwrapping himself from all the covers, covering both him and ricky. ricky held alan’s body closer to his own, feeling the warmth from earlier spreading around them again.
as the morning went on and the sun rises to the highest peak of the day, the two boys found themselves still sleeping, bodies intact and both feeling so warm and content. no matter how evil the world is and no wonder how evil the world will be, they’ll always have each other during the lows and downs but also the ups and highs of each other. and there really were no other people in their life that could hold up to this level of closeness they had. it has always been ricky and alan
- or zigzag and squid .