Who: Ryan & Emma ( @suitandgosling )
Where: Emmas apartment
When: 4/24/22.
Plot: Emma and Ryan hang out, have dinner and almost have their own moment.
Tags: n/a
Emma
Emma had one of those days at work where the days dragged in. She loved her job, she did but some days when it was slow or she had to send it catching up with paper work it just got too much. She knew she probably should be making something at home but by the time she had locked up the shop the only thing that sounded appealing was take out. Emma knew she could get Ryan on board with it so sent him a text asking if he wanted to join her and was happy when he accepted. She got home and put in their usual pizza order and pour two glasses of wine, waiting for Ryan to arrive.
Ryan
Ryan was surprised to get the sudden text from Emma inviting him over for pizza. She sounded like she had a rough exhausting day, him being able to feel it just through the words on the phone. Ryan had already been ready, a plain crisp white t-shirt that hugged his form well layered on top of a pair of crisp dark jeans. His hair was already styled and a handsome musk of cologne had already settled on him. Leaning up against the bathroom counter, he looked at his phone and opened a message. "Are you still coming? 😘" read the message. His fingers hovered momentarily over the keys before he typed out an apology that he could no longer make it. Grabbing his coat and keys, he made his way out to the car and ignored the following series of message notifications on his phone. Driving to Emma's, he parked, walking up to her door and knocking.
Emma
As soon as she got home Emma changed into a pair of lounge pants and a tank top. It felt nice to just be home and be relaxed. It wasn't that the day was hard, just long and boring. She preferred being at the shop front and getting to speak to customers, rather than on the phone with suppliers and dealing with the actual business side of things. Emma opened the door and smiled at the sight of her best friend. "Hey!" She greeted, going in to hug him. "Oh, you smell good." She commented as she walked him through her apartment. "I didn't take you away from anything, did I?" She asked, raising and eyebrow and handing him a glass of wine as she sat on the soft, tucking her legs under her.
Ryan
"Hey," Ryan greeted in return, going to hug her back. "Thank you," he chuckled, pulling back to follow her into the apartment. Ally's car wasn't in the driveway, so he figured she must not be there. "Me? What would I possibly be doing?" he said with a playful scoff, ignoring the continual vibration of his phone in his back pocket. Yeah, she did seem a little crazy. "I just always naturally look and smell this good. You should know that by now," he chuckled, taking the glass of wine and brining it to his lips. Ryan took the seat beside her on the couch. "Anything new going on?"
Emma
Emma knew Aly was going to be out tonight, which was another reason she had invited Ryan over. Eating pizza and drinking wine was a lot less sad when you had someone with you and she knew that she could be herself around Ryan and that was what she needed. "I never said anything about you looking good." Emma teased. Although she was very aware of how attractive Ryan was, anyone would be a fool not to see it. But Emma also knew she couldn't let herself get too caught up in those thoughts - otherwise she would be led down a path she had been before with him and it wasn't fair on any of them. "Nope." Emma said, popping her p. "Boring as ever." She laughed, taking a drink from the wine. "Please tell me all the exciting things in your life."
Ryan
"You didnt? Hmm, I could have sworn you said something about it," Ryan teased with a chuckle, grinning at her. The man brought his glass of wine to his lips again, sipping it as he listened to her answer. "We need to get some excitement in your life. Get out there. Have fun," he commented. Thankfully, after Emma's engagement ended, the two of them could hang out closely again. Perhaps Ryan was selfish to be glad for the break up since it hurt Emma so much, but he never liked the guy. "My life? Hmm. Going out here and there, but everything is pretty much the same. It's prom and graduation season, so the shop orders have been picking up a bit."
Emma
"You wish I did." She teased, it was always so easy with Ryan. Emma knew that no matter what was going on in her life she would have him there. If it weren't for him, she probably would have spiralled after her engagement ended. "Pfft, you mean eating pizza and watching America Say isn't fun?" She teased. Ever since everything happened, she was scared to put herself out there. "Besides, it is much more fun to comment on your life. Is there anyone there I need to give a grilling too?" She teased, taking another drink. "Well, that is fun!" Emma grinned, loving the idea of Ryan helping all the high school boys pick out their prom suits. Just then the door went, she grabbed money for a tip and went to answer the door. "It is here." She grinned, putting it on her table and bring through some plates for them. "Dig in!"
kerosenedaze — 24/04/2022
"You're right, maybe I do," Ryan responded with a laugh. At her 'fun' activities, he rose an eyebrow with a small chuckle. "You know, sometimes I think you might actually be like 60 years old trapped in that body," the man joked. "Grilling? I don't know about that. Nothing sticks long enough, really. Maybe my standards are too high," he casually shrugged a shoulder. Ryan shifted a bit as she went to get the pizza, putting the wine glass on the table and looking up as she came back in. "That smells amazing," he took a slice, putting it on the plate.
Emma
Emma laughed at her friends words, already things were feeling better and it was like all her stress of work was just gone. They had been best friends since they were teens and Emma was so grateful they still had this banter. "A 60 year couldn't deal with my diet." She laughed, taking a bit from the pizza and putting it on her plate. "Ah yes, no one is good enough for you. Which, I get. I mean, you deserve the best but also you need to know that you deserve to be with someone. You are amazing." Emma said, taking another sip. "I know. The thought of this got me through the day."
Ryan
"I don't know. I've seen some 60 year olds who can get down on some pizza and wine," he mused, taking a bite of the slice in front of him and turning to look at the red head. "That's not what I meant," he responded to no one being good enough for him. "It's just... I don't know. Attract the wrong people I guess," he responded, pursing his lips together. "You are too, ya know? Amazing. You should... get back out there and find someone who realizes that," he said, though as he said it, he didn't like the feeling that sat with him.
Emma
"Good because if I get to 60 and can't have pizza and wine? I'll cry. Real tears." She said, trying to be serious but not being able to help the laughter. "I know it's not but probably no one you bring home to me will be good enough anyway." She laughed. Suddenly the thought of him with someone else did not sit okay with her. "Oh god. That is not something that I think we need to worry about." Emma said, the thought of rejection being too much after Chris broke off their engagement.
Ryan
"Real tears? Not fake tears? Oh, no, we can't have that," Ryan teased with a soft chuckle, moving his body to push it playfully against hers. Taking another bite of the pizza, he thought about what she said. "You know, it's the same for me. No one will be good enough for you and I'll secretly hate and distrust all of them," he assured, a slightly laugh to follow, but he wasn't joking as much he he let on.
Emma
"Not fake, real!" Emma said pointing to the corner of her eye. "We don't. Mainly because you are the one who will have to deal with it." Emma laughed when he pushed his body against hers. Emma let out another laugh at his words. While she knew it was the same for her, no one could be good enough for Ryan, he only deserved the very best, she thought it odd he would think the same in return. "We might need to look into that whole getting married to each other if we are both single at 50 thing." Emma laughed.
Ryan
"Oh no! Real tears? Are they there??" Ryan chuckled as she pointed to the side of her eye. He grabbed her face in his hands and pulled it close. "Hmm, I don't see anything. I think you may be yanking my leg," he grinned. When Emma mentioned the getting married when they hit 50 thing, he let out a soft breath of air chuckle. You only have to wait 9 years for me to turn 50. I have to wait 17 years for you. How is that fair? I'll be 58 then. God, that's gross," he teased.
Emma
"There are there!" Emma said, when he held her face in his hands, she looked him in the eye. It wasn't lost on her how close they were in this moment. Emma wasn't sure but something about this felt different. She snapped out of it when he spoke again. "You just aren't looking close enough." She teased. Emma couldn't help but laugh at his words. "Oh man, I never thought about it like that. It might be time for me to trade you in for someone younger." She teased.
Ryan
"Mmm, I don't know. I don't think so," he chuckled, but let it trail off quietly when the tone in the room switched as their eyes locked together. His face inched slightly closer to hers, before he realized what he was doing. Surely, she wouldn't want that. Perhaps he could do it and if she didn't like it, he could blame it on being in the wrong mindset from expecting to go on a date. No. This was too important a friendship to even risk messing up over something like that. Ryan's mind raced, but the moment passed as Emma continued to speak. He barely registered what she said, mind focusing back on the present. He let out a small chuckle like he was paying attention. "Damn, that hurts," he teased
Emma
“You aren’t looking hard enough.” Emma said with a smirk. She caught his eye and swore that he was leaning in closer. Wasn’t he? Was she just making this up. Emma felt herself move closer to him as well. Was this happening? Part of her wanted to believe it was true but then he seemed to snap back so maybe she was just making it up. Maybe she had been single too long. There was no way someone like Ryan would want someone like her. She had seen the people that he had gone out with and she wasn’t like that. “It’s what keeps you on your toes.” She winked.
“Oh, well, of course you look great. I thought that was a given? Just kind of like how I always look stylish? It really goes hand in hand,” Ryan said with a wave of his hand as though he was stating an obvious fact. Once they were in the car, Ryan turned it on and pulled out of the driveway and onto the road in the direction of the diner. “That place was amazing! And the breakfast was free? Incredible. I still can’t believe you didn’t realize you could put chocolate chips inside the waffle maker to make chocolate pancakes,” he laughed.
“Yes. I always look great and you always look stylish. Why do other people ever even try?” She laughed. Her nerves were starting to subside, at the end of the day, Ryan had been her best friend for so long and no matter what happened with those notes, they would always have that. Emma sat back in his car and laughed at the memory. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! Some friend you are.” She laughed once more.
“Hey, yourself,” Ryan responded with a smile, leaning in to hug her and give her a kiss on the cheek. “You look great, especially for getting here in ten minutes? Impressive,” he chuckled. Ryan grabbed his keys and wallet off of the table by the door and slid it into his back pocket. “Are we going to the normal diner? I’m pretty sure no one can beat their pancakes and I dare you to try and find a place that could even come close,” he chuckled, making his way to his car.
Emma wrapped her arms around him when he hugged her. “I think what mean is I always look great?” Emma said, dramatically flipping her hair over her shoulder. “I guess you don’t look so bad yourself.” She smiled at him. Emma followed him out towards his car and nodded. “Oh yes. There is no better pancakes.” She said, getting into the car. “No netter breakfast.” She added. Except for that hotel we stayed in where you could make your own waffles? That was the dream.”
Ryan knew that they said it was a date, but he wasn’t sure if it was actually a date or that was just a phrase? They were just going to a diner, so he figured he wouldn’t have to dress up too much. He had already showered a bit ago since it was later in the evening, so all he had to do was pull on a nice pair of jeans and a staple v-neck t-shirt. Emma said she would be here in ten minutes, so it was the easiest thing to pull together in a short amount of time. Running his fingers through his hair a couple of times and spraying on some cologne, he finished just in time to hear a knock at the door. “Coming!” he shouted, jogging down the stairs of his place and opening up the door.
@craftyemma
Emma suddenly felt nervous about her time with Ryan. He was her best friend but this all felt different now. She figured she couldn’t let that get to her. She was just going to take this as a normal hang out until he said something. She slipped on a pair of jeans and t-shirt, throwing her leather jacket over it. She got in her car and drove the short distance to Ryans house. Emma sat outside for a little while before going up to his door and knocking. As soon as she saw him, everything just felt so calm, he had has that affect on her since they were teenagers. “Hey.” She smiled at him.
Unsurprisingly, Ryan actually quite liked New Years. It was the kind of holiday where everyone liked to get dressed in a glam suit and tie style and it was a popular time in his business. However, he, himself also loved to dress up and spend the night partying and bringing in the new year. Though the crazy nights were definitely a lot harder as he got older. One way he could tell that was the headache he was waking up with the day after. He obviously wasn’t going to miss a chance to head off to a ski vacation with some of the people in town that he was closest to. “Mmm, no, shhh,” Ryan groaned as he felt someone trying to wake him up. His head was hurting and he felt like he hadn’t gotten nearly enough sleep. When he heard his name again, he groaned. The man opened his eyes, shielding them from the light. “What’s going on? Unless someone is dying why am I being woken up?” he rubbed his eyes, not clicking the situation into place.
Emma was trying to put pieces together of what happened but everything was so fuzzy. It has been a long time since she got so drunk she couldn’t remember the night before. She hated being I this state, it made her so worried. After the year she had, she let loose and put herself over the edge. She knew that if she was with Ryan at least nothing too bad could have happened. Well, unless she told him that she was starting to feel something from him. After the Halloween party, things changed, it was like he was a different person, but still the same guy she had known forever. It was complicated but one night around her birthday it clicked for her - she was in love with Ryan, she always had been. But she couldn’t let that get in the way of their friendship, it meant too much to her. “No, Ryan. Please.” Emma said. “I need to know what we did last night.” She said, her voice soft, as though if she spoke any louder her suspicions would be true.
Emma knew that the weekend away would be good for her. 2020 had been a rough year and she was looking forward to slamming the door on the year and opening up to a new, fresh start. She would get to spend the week in the cabins and although she was to scared to go on the slopes or anything, she was pretty sure everything else would take her fancy. The party had been in full swing and she loved it, Emma loved an excuse to get all glammed up and this party had to be better than the last where she ended up locked in a room with Ryan. Although she loved her best friend more than anything, it was still scary. Emma woke up slowly, her eyes weren’t even fully awake when she could already feel the headach from lasts night drinking. Slowly as she came to she relaised that she was not alone, she figured maybe Aly had just climbed into her bed last night but as she came to she looked over and saw the sleeping face of Ryan next to her. He was her best friend, they had shared beds together before. However, something felt off. She looked around the room and saw the scattered clothes and then it dawned on her she wasn’t wearing anything. That wasn’t right. She knew if she was sleeping in bed with Ryan that she would cover herself. Oh, shit. “Ryan.” She hissed, pulling the sheet under her chin so she was fully covered. “Ryan!” She said, a little louder, hoping to wake him.
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