i knew you were the perfect pick.
wentzross. a little after the time pete's signed panic! and him and ryan's relationship gets a lot more up close and personal. however, everyone but ryan is seeing how bad pete's really getting him obsessed.
Ryan couldn't shake off everybody's thoughts that had to prod into his personal life. Maybe, it was wrong for him to continuously excuse himself from recording sessions, rehearsals, and a lot more important things at the highlight of his career to indulge himself in Pete.
It was getting to the point Brendon, Jon, and Spencer had something to say about it.
"He's your boss. Our boss, actually. What's the big deal with you two?"
Ryan's rolling his eyes, scoffing as he shoves past Brendon with his case in hand. It became a habit for him to leave rehearsal prematurely so he could find ways to spend time with Pete.
Pete didn't even know Ryan had started to go that far. Ryan would wordlessly nod his head if Pete ever bothered questioning him if he were busy prior.
Anything could wait for Pete.
Ryan didn't want to admit to himself that Pete made his life perfect. Ryan's wanted this ever since he was younger. Pete Wentz, his boss, the man who made his realities come true. Ryan idolized Pete, and Pete couldn't help but take advantage of somebody so witty.
To him, it was comical in a sense that Ryan put so much trust in somebody he really hasn't gotten to know.
Pete knew how to keep Ryan coming back for more. There were times when he'd give Ryan that talk about expecting more from him. That he didn't make him a celebrity for nothing.
Those were the times Ryan saw regiment in making up for his behavior with letting Pete have his way with him.
It spanned the entirety of Ryan's mind the more the band really started to take off. With an overwhelming amount of support, Ryan still found himself seeking Pete for guidance.
Guidance soon started to drift from its original paparazzi crash-course to Pete guiding Ryan's lips around his cock.
With tears in his eyes, Ryan would let Pete manhandle him however. He started to understand what Pete meant by this is how musicians relieved their stress.
They were bigshots now, weren't they? This was a necessity. Ryan was important to Pete for so many things.
"You're perfect. Perfect for me. I really knew you were the perfect pick the moment I saw you."
Ryan's looking up at Pete with wide eyes, tears brimming at the corners of his eyes. A gargled choke around the other's dick was his way of saying thank you, followed with a loud slurp.
Pete was lucky enough to convince somebody so willing.