[Fic] Five Times Greg Proops Knew He Was In Love

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Title: [Fic] Five Times Greg Proops Knew He Was In Love

Rating: PG for some swearing

Pairing: Ryan/Greg

Word Count: 1, 238

Disclaimer: I possess nothing, apart from an over-active imagination

Notes: I’ve finally got round to writing something nice. I don’t know the definition of fluff, so I don’t know if it qualifies as fluff.

 

The first time was when Ryan had chosen him over Colin. It wasn’t a big deal, Colin hadn’t minded in the slightest, but when you know that Ryan would drop everything if Colin called then it became a slightly bigger deal. Colin had phoned and asked if Ryan fancied meeting up for a drink, he had just got back off holiday and wanted a quick catch-up with his best friend. Ryan had apologised but said he was staying in with Greg, they had a romantic night planned and could they possibly take a rain check? Greg had been listening in on the conversation, steeling himself for the moment when Ryan would ask him if it was ok if he met up with Colin and put their evening on hold for a later date. He would maintain that he did not gasp when Ryan had said romantic night instead of ‘date’ or simply ‘plans.’ It seemed to state something more, that Ryan and Greg did actually sit and talk and enjoy each other’s company without simply just having sex.

“Were you listening?” Ryan had chided Greg when he had put the phone down.

“Of course not!” Greg had tried to look offended but failed miserably, smiling as Ryan kissed him lightly.

 

The second time was when Ryan had asked him to move into his flat with him. He still wasn’t sure about this thing he had with Ryan, and moving in with him was a hell of a big step. Greg knew he wasn’t the easiest person to live with, and he didn’t want to lose Ryan because of some silly argument.

“I don’t understand what you mean Greg. I love you for you, I adore it when you’re difficult and argumentative.”

“What if it changes what we have? It’ll make things weird.”

“If it doesn’t work then it doesn’t work, I don’t know what else I can do to convince you.” Ryan had left Greg that night feeling confused and conflicted. The next morning Greg had been woken up by the doorbell and when he finally reached the door a courier holding a very large bunch of flowers and a parcel greeted him. Greg had immediately put the flowers down to Ryan being over-the-top and extravagant, after all he wasn’t a woman and Ryan didn’t need to woo him, but he was secretly quite pleased. Greg read the card on the flowers, a simple ‘Any ideas?’ before ripping open the package that came with the flowers. Out fell pictures of a sparsely decorated kitchen, living room and bathroom followed by some magazines selling various items from couches to bathroom suites. Greg reached into the package and found one last photo right at the bottom, and this one was of an unmade bed. Turning it over, he read the message that had been scrawled there. Room for one more. Greg smiled and reached for his phone, punching in Ryan’s number while turning the photo over and over in his fingers.

“You’re so over-dramatic,” Greg muttered as he dragged the other photos across the table towards him.

“Did it work?” Came Ryan’s anxious voice from the other end.

“Yes.”  

 

The third time was when Greg had been doing stand-up in a quiet bar and someone had started a heckling him, which due to Greg’s sarcastic retorts escalated into a fight. The guy launched himself at the stage and was about to swing for Greg when Ryan suddenly appeared at Greg’s elbow and pulled him out of the way. The amount of alcohol the guy had drunk was obviously having an effect on his balance as he staggered after the couple.

“Greg, c’mon!” Ryan yelled as the whole bar began to jeer at the drunken guy, who was quickly becoming more annoyed.

“Hang on, I’m in the middle of a show here!” Greg complained as Ryan gripped his elbow, trying to get some distance from the man.

“Wassa matta ya poof?” The guy lurched towards Greg, who turned to face him with a sneer on his face.

“What’s the matter? You’re what’s the matter. Get the fuck off my stage!” The guy snarled, reeled forward and swung his fist back as Greg was jerked to one side violently. There was a sickening crunch as the guy’s fist connected with Ryan’s nose, who let out a groan and brought his hands to his bloody nose. One hit and the drunk was down on the floor, with Ryan cursing and shaking his hand in pain above him. 

“I shouldn’t have hit him back,” Ryan grumbled as he drabbed his nose with a wet cloth.

“You stood in the way.” Greg said in amazement as he cleaned the blood off Ryan’s hand from where he had hit the guy.

“I couldn’t let that pretty face get bloodied, now could I?” Ryan began to laugh, but just ended up spewing more blood from his nose.

“We should go to hospital you know.”

“I’m fine, let’s just go home.”

 

 

The fourth time was when Greg sprained his wrist helping Ryan to move furniture around their flat. Greg hadn’t wanted to help, he’d tried making up excuses to get out of it, even been just plain difficult, but Ryan had persisted in badgering Greg until he had finally given in. The cupboard had slipped out of his grasp and knocked his right wrist at a funny angle, making him stomp around the flat swearing imaginatively until Ryan finally got him into the car and down to the hospital.

“I’m afraid you’d sprained your wrist quite badly Mr Proops,” Greg had simply raised his eyebrows at Ryan and refused to speak to him the whole car journey home.

“You ok?” Ryan asked as they sat in silence with a bottle of wine open and the TV on, “At least this gets you out of moving furniture with me.”

“Do you think that’s funny?” Greg replied in acidic tones, grimacing as he tried to rise from the couch using his right hand.

“Greg? I didn’t mean…” Ryan trailed off as Greg went out onto the balcony, struck up a cigarette and closed the glass door firmly behind him. The following morning and Greg’s mood had not improved, he was up before Ryan but it took him a long time to get dressed and he was in the bathroom trying to shave left-handed when Ryan finally awoke and ambled in.

“Ah shit,” Greg hissed through his teeth as he nicked his jaw once again with his shaver, dabbing at the cut angrily with a piece of toilet paper. Ryan stood behind him and gently took his shaver off him, turning Greg around to face him. Ryan held Greg’s face still as he ran the shaver carefully over his chin; Greg held his breath every time that blade glided over his skin, exhaling in relief when Ryan leant past him to rinse the blade in the sink. Ryan wiped Greg’s face with a towel and smiled at him before going back into the bedroom to get dressed. Greg stopped in the doorway of the bathroom to watch Ryan getting dressed, and without warning began laughing helplessly. Ryan’s puzzled look soon broke into a grin and before they knew it they were both laughing, though neither could say what at.

 

The fifth time was when Greg nearly fell off the side of the Eiffel Tower because of something Ryan said.

“Marry me?”

Comments

[theinnuendo.livejournal.com]

Awwwwww that was soo cute, and really well written. The last line made me awwww out loud and now my brother is giving me funny looks.
Love it
xxx

[ohbrie.livejournal.com]

Oh my, Ryan shaving Greg, it doesn't get any better than that.
That was lovely and fluffy enough to make me go awwwwww. The part with the moving in especially. "Room for one more." So sweet. :)

[o-evil-one.livejournal.com]

The image of Ryan shaving Greg was what I based the whole story around, such a lovely image. Thanks for commenting!

[pdglyph.livejournal.com]

Holy expletive Batman! I adore it!!!!!!!! There are far too few good feeling Ry/Greg fics out there and this one is now my favorite!

[katri-katri.livejournal.com]

SO great story, thank you!Really romantic.

[kekona-iolana.livejournal.com]

aaahhhh I LOVE IT!!!!! fluffy!Ryan/Greg fics are always appreciated! I absolutely adored it when Ryan was asking Greg to move in with him, and then the shanving, and finally that little "Marry me?" thing at the end there....AAAAHHHH twas amazing, and now I'm going to go back and reread it because it was absolute amazingness!

[o-evil-one.livejournal.com]

There aren't enough fluffy Ryan/Greg and they're such a sweet couple! I LOVE your icon by the way... brokeback line indeed... :D

[iamcrazyodo.livejournal.com]

Although I'm not a Greg/Ryan fan, I'm a Greg fan and this was cute and sweet.

"The fifth time was when Greg nearly fell off the side of the Eiffel Tower because of something Ryan said."
That line is brilliant!

[shotgun-jack.livejournal.com]

but when you know that Ryan would drop everything if Colin called then it became a slightly bigger deal. -- This I really like. The bond of friendship is, in my opinion, the strongest bond their is. It's a steady strength that balances out the erratic passion of love.

Greg knew he wasn’t the easiest person to live with -- *snorts* You have no idea how much I love references to Greg being difficult. ^_^

If it doesn’t work then it doesn’t work, -- Okay, now this I adore, and I'll tell you why. At first I was going to say I liked how practical you made Ryan, but then, when I thought about it, I thought no, Ryan would be more ruled by his passions...and then I get to the flower thing. ^_^ So nice job. But I like this for how straightforward and...and yeah, how practical it is. He seems like an odd mix of practicality and unbridled intensity. I think you capture that well in this paragraph.

“You ok?” Ryan asked as they sat in silence with a bottle of wine open and the TV on, “At least this gets you out of moving furniture with me.”
“Do you think that’s funny?” Greg replied in acidic tones, grimacing as he tried to rise from the couch using his right hand.
“Greg? I didn’t mean…” Ryan trailed off as Greg went out onto the balcony, struck up a cigarette and closed the glass door firmly behind him. -- This is something I find nearly orgasmic. ...yeah. I know. I'm a bit odd. But seriously, this scene, the feel, the dialogue is everything I love.

And that was an absolutely adorable ending. ^_^

[o-evil-one.livejournal.com]

Cheers! I thought Ryan would be practical but if Greg had still said no, I could see him getting a bit more passionate. Thanks for the comment!