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Title: Biography: Ryan's Nose.
Author:
psykotropik
Rating: PG.
Pairings: Ryan/Greg.
Summary: I accepted the challenge on "Ryans Nose".
Disclaimer: No profit was gained, no lives were lost, it was all just made up up, It's only a bit of fun...
Side Note: If this sucks, I'm sorry.
Got Your Nose
The beach below, a setting sun, what could be better? This little vacation was just perfect. The hotel wasn't exactly too shabby, and the view was to die for. Greg had never let on how much he loved it, turning his nose up and saying it was okay, but Ryan knew it meant he loved it. Greg was just too jetlagged to be that camp.
"How many times did your parents ever do that to you?" Ryan asked out of the blue, looking over the balcony.
"Do what?" Greg called through from the other room before walking over to the balcony's open door.
Ryan smiled and walked over to him, raising his folded forefinger and middle finger up to Greg's nose, snapping lightly at it, before pulling away, thumb now in the centre of both folded fingers. "Got your nose!" he said with the most ridiculous smile, eyebrows raised.
"Oh God... I don't really care to remember" Greg said, rolling his eyes and shaking his head.
"Oh come on, those were the fun parts of being a kid!" Ryan exclaimed, still sounding cheery, clapping his hands together.
"With a nose like yours, of course it was coming to you, Ryan" Greg replied cheekily, folding his arms and looking out over the balcony at the scene below them.
"Well you know what they say... big nose, big feet" Ryan shrugged, walking behind Greg and wrapping his arms around his middle.
"Big shoes, big handkerchief?" Greg replied, looking over his shoulder at Ryan.
Ryan just smiled calmly at him, and soon Greg's smarmy look was replaced with a light smile and a loving glow.
"You just know every way possible to woo a man into submission, don't you Greg?" Ryan joked, looking over the balcony at the sunset, rocking Greg in his arms gently.
Author:
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Rating: PG.
Pairings: Ryan/Greg.
Summary: I accepted the challenge on "Ryans Nose".
Disclaimer: No profit was gained, no lives were lost, it was all just made up up, It's only a bit of fun...
Side Note: If this sucks, I'm sorry.
Got Your Nose
The beach below, a setting sun, what could be better? This little vacation was just perfect. The hotel wasn't exactly too shabby, and the view was to die for. Greg had never let on how much he loved it, turning his nose up and saying it was okay, but Ryan knew it meant he loved it. Greg was just too jetlagged to be that camp.
"How many times did your parents ever do that to you?" Ryan asked out of the blue, looking over the balcony.
"Do what?" Greg called through from the other room before walking over to the balcony's open door.
Ryan smiled and walked over to him, raising his folded forefinger and middle finger up to Greg's nose, snapping lightly at it, before pulling away, thumb now in the centre of both folded fingers. "Got your nose!" he said with the most ridiculous smile, eyebrows raised.
"Oh God... I don't really care to remember" Greg said, rolling his eyes and shaking his head.
"Oh come on, those were the fun parts of being a kid!" Ryan exclaimed, still sounding cheery, clapping his hands together.
"With a nose like yours, of course it was coming to you, Ryan" Greg replied cheekily, folding his arms and looking out over the balcony at the scene below them.
"Well you know what they say... big nose, big feet" Ryan shrugged, walking behind Greg and wrapping his arms around his middle.
"Big shoes, big handkerchief?" Greg replied, looking over his shoulder at Ryan.
Ryan just smiled calmly at him, and soon Greg's smarmy look was replaced with a light smile and a loving glow.
"You just know every way possible to woo a man into submission, don't you Greg?" Ryan joked, looking over the balcony at the sunset, rocking Greg in his arms gently.