"Good morning sleepy"

"Good morning" Dallon said back, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Ryan's fingers locked with Dallon's. Dallon wouldn't admit, but he enjoyed the sight of Ryan so low between his legs. "Uh-Ryan, could you," Dallon gestured his head to the spot next to him. Ryan frowned a bit, but did so.

Dallon sighed. "Nothing personal darling, my..leg just fell asleep" he lied. Ryan looked on the verge of tears. "Sorry"

(Ryan's POV)

Does he think I'm fat? He thinks I'm stupid doesn't he? I'm a clingy mess, I can't just lay next to him, I have to always do something extra, don't I? He probably hates me now, I should leave him alone.

(3rd POV)

Dallon stumbled out an apology. The last thing he was hoping to do was make Ryan cry, it broke his own heart.  "Forgive me, I'm not mad at you I just-" Dallon gestured down. Ryan turned as red as the sun.

"Oh...um, it's alright" Ryan assured, carefully shifting around till he was laying his head on Dallon's chest. Dallon, slightly embarrassed, (which would be surprising for some), wrapped a secure arm around Ryan's waist, as if Ryan could run away any second. "What do you want to do?" Ryan tried to break the thick tension, not liking it whatsoever.

Dallon shrugged. "I'm not sure" he said. Ryan reached his arm over Dallon, and started picking a few flowers. Dallon stared at Ryan questioningly. "What are you doing now?"

Ryan just smiled, and began messing with the stems of the flowers. Dallon didn't ask any more questions, just watched. Watched Ryan concentrate on whatever it was that he was doing. Watched his lovers eyebrows furrow and his teeth grab his bottom lip. It was angelic, but Ryan was down sort of angel himself.

Dallon gave out his hand due Ryan's asking, and felt a bracelet type jewelry  closing on his wrist. Ryan had made flower bracelets for the two. They fit perfectly, and we're easy to take off.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, thank you"

Ryan played around with the bracelet, but soon became bored, so he left it alone. After a few days of being there, they realized that they couldn't leave the field. Literally. When they tried to step out, it seemed as the fields flowers and grass grew, making it bigger. They were trapped, and even if they didn't mind, the thought was a but frightening at first. They could see every day people, but the people couldn't see them. Almost as if the field wasn't there, completely invisible. They have grown accustom to not having any other contact than with each other. If Ryan was being honest, he liked it better this way.

"I love you"

"I love you too, my daisy"

Word count-467
My heart really needed this chapter.

I'm still mad bc I had a dream ryan ross dressed up in a bunny and maid costume and sat in my lap and right as he was bout to kiss me I woke up

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