wl_fanfiction | Business and Pleasure: Chapter Two

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Title: Business and Pleasure
Rating: Still PG
Words: 1,549
Author: Saiya_tina
Pairing: Brad/Ryan

Chapter summary: In which they have a discussion, Brad takes Ryan to his place and Ryan meets Wayne.

Overall Summary: Brad's running his own large business and has everything but what he wants the most: someone to be there for him. After 'purchasing' Ryan from the Utopia group to serve the purpose, he slowly realizes that he's breaking their most important rule: he's falling in love with him

A/N: Could I get a tag for this story?

“Are you sure you have everything?”

“Yes.”

“You need anything else?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

Ryan bit his lip slightly to stop himself from laughing at how nervous Brad was. He had thought that he would be the one to freak out considering he had just been ‘bought’ by a rich man for two years, but Brad was more flustered at making sure Ryan had packed properly. He figured that he had seen the murderous glances some of the people were giving him at learning that Ryan was leaving. When Drew said that he was the baby of Utopia, he hadn’t been kidding.

“Brad, I told you that I didn’t have all that much to pack anyway,” his smile belayed his otherwise sad words, “I couldn’t possibly have forgotten anything.”

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to make sure,” Brad grinned unsurely back.

“Well, now you can be rest assured that I remembered everything and if I forgot something, I shall let you know. Can we leave now?”

“Right,” Brad nodded. Before Ryan knew it, he had taken his two suitcases and placed it in the trunk of the car before holding the passenger door open for him. The young man blinked before he realized what Brad was doing and looked down, blushing as he thanked him and sat in the car.

Brad blushed slightly as well as he closed the door before sitting in himself and driving towards his house.

“So...” Brad tried to think of something to break the silence in the car.

“Are you really the owner of Sherwood Enterprises?” Ryan asked, looking out of the window.

“Either that or I’ve been handling someone else’s messes,” Brad joked weakly, still not completely comfortable with his current situation.

“Is it hard maintaining such a big business?”

“Well, not much when you’re the boss. I mean, it’s still pretty hard but when you have a lot of people helping and-”

“You don’t have to worry.”

“Excuse me?” Brad looked confused at the soft statement interrupting him.

“I can tell that you’re really worried that I’ll somehow mess up your reputation, but I promise I won’t do anything like that. My job is just to stay at your place and take care of you and your sexual needs-”

“Whoa!” Brad slapped one hand over Ryan’s mouth, parking the car to the side of the empty road before turning to him, “Where is all this coming from?”

Ryan looked confused now, “Isn’t that why you bought me?”

“No! I mean, partially yeah, but you make it sound like you’re some sort of possession!” Brad scowled.

“That’s what we are-”

“No, you are not! You have rights, Ryan, and I’ll be damned if I take those from you. While you’re with me, you will live just like you would if you really were married to me. You have full right to go out, have fun, make friends and maybe even go to some parties. You also have the right to refuse if you aren’t ready or in the mood for sex. All I’ll ask from you is to be discreet and that you ask me before you go somewhere new. You’ve not really been out of Utopia and there are some areas where some bastards can really hurt you. I’m not ready to let that happen.” Brad sounded firm.

Ryan stared at him in shock. He could not remember when anyone had ever mentioned having these rights when sold. The ones who had the more generous owners appeared in public occasionally but majority were forced to remain in the premises only. Suddenly, he had the feeling that these next two years might not be as bad as he had thought.

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s pretty big....”

“Well, it’s partially yours now.”

Brad shifted nervously as Ryan stared at his mansion in shock. All of a sudden he had a thought about how lucky he was living in such a huge place while people like Ryan were stuffed into an underground place with five people sharing a single room.

“You live alone?’ Ryan’s voice broke him out of his thoughts.

“Nah, a friend of mine lives with me. I have a butler too, but he’s pretty old now so he can’t get all his work done. I don’t trust anyone else to actually work here...” Brad rang the doorbell.

After a minute or so, an old man answered the door, his face lighting up at the sight of Brad, “Ah, Master Sherwood, I was expecting you much later.”

Brad grinned slightly, “I decided to call it in early.” He looked over at Ryan, “Ryan, this is Bruce. Bruce, this is Ryan. He’ll be staying with us for some time.”

“Pleased to meet you, Master Ryan,” Bruce said politely.

“Just Ryan, please,” Ryan smiled slightly.

Bruce looked over at Brad, who nodded before stepping up to take his bags. He was slightly surprised when Ryan moved the bags away from him.

“I’ll put them up myself. You look very tired,” he said worriedly. He looked at Brad, “Can I ask where my room is?”

Brad looked surprised, “Well, I thought....”

“Oh! That’s fine, can I know where it is?” Ryan asked a little nervously.

Brad nodded. “Bruce, Ryan’s right, you should go rest. We can handle ourselves.”

Bruce nodded and, with a thank you, headed back to his room. Brad led Ryan up the stairs and opened a door which led to his bedroom. Said room was nearly the size of an apartment with a large king-size four poster bed. There was a large closet against one wall and a writing desk against the other. All in all, it was a room fit for royalty.

“This is.....great,” Ryan looked completely amazed. He set down his bag on the floor and looked around nervously.

“Ryan,” Brad grabbed his shoulder and turned him around to look him in the eye, “remember what I told you. If you aren’t comfortable with this right now, you can stay in the guest bedroom until you’re ready.”

“I....” Ryan didn’t know what to say. No one had ever offered to wait until he was ready! “C-can I stay in the guest bedroom? Please?” the last word came out as a scared whisper.

Brad’s heart went out to the young man in front of him who seemed nothing more than a scared child at the moment, “Of course. I’ll show you the room.”

“I’m sorry Brad....” Ryan whispered, looking down.

“Hey....” Brad crooked his fingers underneath Ryan’s chin and brought his face up, “I told you that you can take all the time you want to be ready. If we are going to.....do something, I want it to be good for you too. I’m not that selfish.”

The other man didn’t say a word, just silently followed Brad to the guest room which, though it wasn’t as big as the main bedroom, was still bigger than most normal sized rooms. He set his bags down and looked around, silently taking inventory of where everything was.

Brad was about to open his mouth when heard the main door opening and Wayne’s voice singing as he entered the room. Ryan jumped at the sound and looked back at Brad who grinned.

“That would be Wayne.”

Almost as if summoned, a handsome, dark skinned man stopped outside the open guest room and peered in. He grinned at his roommate and the new tall stranger, “I’m sorry, was I interrupting anything?”

Brad rolled his eyes, “Wayne, this is Ryan, the guy I got from Utopia.”

Wayne’s grin disappeared as he stared at his friend in shock, “You actually went there?”

Ryan shuffled nervously. What if Wayne didn’t approve of him or didn’t like him? Would Brad send him back?

“Yup. Heard he’s the best there,” he turned to Ryan, “This is Wayne, my roommate and a lounge singer. Of course, he can imitate virtually every singer alive. He also works as an improviser in his bar.”

Wayne nodded and smiled again, extending his hand towards the newcomer, “I work as an improv comedian in the bar I own. Nice to meet you.”

Ryan stared at his hand and then cautiously shook it, a little nervous at meeting his owner’s friend. He seemed nice enough but you could never be sure enough in his line of business.

Wayne seemed to sense his discomfort and stepped back a bit, looking at Brad, “Well, I’m turning in. Night guys!” he headed out.

“Well, that’s Wayne alright. You should turn in too, you look exhausted,” Brad noticed Ryan’s eyelids drooping.

Ryan let out a small yawn and nodded, “Thanks Brad.”

“Welcome. I’ll see you in the morning,” Brad turned and walked out without another word, turning back, however, when he heard Ryan calling his name, “Yeah?”

Ryan looked at him uncertainly for a few seconds before stepping forward, placing his hands on Brad’s shoulders and pressing his lips to his cheek in a sweet kiss. “Thanks,” he blushed before running back into his room.

Brad just stood there and stared at the spot Ryan had stood, bringing a hand up to touch the place he had kissed him before a goofy grin appeared on his face which stayed there the entire night and well into the next day.

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