"I'm home!" Brendon's full voice boomed throughout the small-ish apartment, and he slid his jacket off his shoulders and tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter. Brendon made his way into the kitchen space and opened the fridge, bending down to look for some snacks. He jumped slightly when he felt a pair of arms snake around his torso.

"Hiiiiii." Ryan said, kissing his ear softly.

"Hey, Ry." Brendon stood up, closing the fridge and he turned around in his boyfriends arms. "Did you want to talk to me about something?" He asked, letting his lips brush against the younger's mouth. Ryan nodded and pulled off Brendon then he placed his body onto the kitchen counter.

"Yea..." he said, his demeanor deflating disastrously.

"Okay about what?" Brendon moved towards Ryan, placing his hands on his legs and standing between them. He leaned his face down so their noses were just about touching. Ryan looked away and sighed.

"It's about Josh. Dallon and I are worried that you're like... or you will... cheat." Ryan said, not willing to look his boyfriend in the face.

"What? No. One, Dallon isn't worried. Two, I would never ever cheat on you."

"Wait what? What do you mean Dallon isn't worried." Ryan finally met Brendon's chocolate eyes with his own.

"I dismissed the concern to him once. I went on a rant about how annoying Josh is and shit. Also, I went over to Josh's house today just to talk some sense into how he's been ignoring Gerard." Brendon said, full concern showing in his face.

"Oh... I didn't know..." Ryan immediately felt bad for even suspecting Brendon would cheat.

"Don't feel bad, babe. I guess I was spending a shit ton of time with him. But I love you. I really really love you."

"I love you more ."