it was three am the next morning, and brendon and ryan were laying in the grass near the train tracks. everyone else had gone home hours ago. brendon was little tipsy and ryan was completely sober, but high on life. he began talking about space, the stars, the planets, the thought of life on other planets, anything that came to mind. and brendon just listened because ryan's voice was like music to his ears. 

"it's not impossible for there to be aliens," ryan babbled on, a cigarette clamped between his teeth, "like, i'm pretty sure mars is capable of having life on it. and to 'aliens', we're the aliens."

brendon smiled, taking the cigarette out of ryan's mouth and taking a drag, "i know, right?"

"and why won't the government tell us what's in area 51?" ryan shouted, throwing his arms in the air, "it' like they're hiding something from us. there are definitely aliens there."

brendon listened as ryan continued to go on and on about how the government is hiding aliens from us, and how the government were a bunch of lizard men. he agreed with basically all he was saying, but he just wanted to listen to him talk. ryan's hand lay near brendon's, their knuckles touching. brendon moved to lay on his side, intertwining their hands. 

ryan smiled at brendon, and he returned a lazy, drunken smile. they lay in silence, watching each other do nothing. brendon twirled ryan's hair in between his fingers and began to hum a quiet tune. brendon stared into ryan's honey colored eyes and took in everything he could see from the darkness, the only light being the moon. 

"you're beautiful," brendon told him, laying back down, but continuing to twirl his hair. 

"you're drunk," ryan responded, smiling. 

"only a little bit."

there was a comforting silence between the two, as ryan scrambled to his feet. "maybe i should be going home, my parents are probably still awake, worried that i didn't come home."

"didn't your dad tell you not to come back?" brendon asked, standing up. 

ryan nodded, "but if i don't come back, he'll call the police, claiming you abducted me," he chuckled warmly. 

brendon rolled his eyes and took ryan's hand. they went into the forest and walked silently. brendon swirled the drink in a beer can that he was carrying and chugged the rest of it, which was about half a can, and threw the empty can onto the ground. 

ryan began to babble on about space again, and with every word, brendon could feel his crush on ryan growing. when they reached the fence behind ryan's house, separating the forest from ryan's mother's garden, he acted on his instincts. "wait," brendon said, abruptly stopping the two of them. 

ryan turned to him, "what's wrong?" he asked, worried for him.

brendon took ryan's face in his hand and bent down, capturing his lips. this took ryan by surprise, but he soon melted into the kiss and wrapped his arms around brendon's neck. 

they parted and brendon smiled, "see ya tomorrow," he whispered, and he ran back into the forest. 

ryan just stood there. "what the fuck?" he whispered.