girl do a Shorbie imagine fam, he was looking 10/10 in his livestream and i'm trash af for some Ryan fluff
Lol so I said that he would be my comeback fic for following me on twitter but he’s fallen off the world/web a little bit. Anyway, I’m back, but just a little bit. I’m going to write when I’m bored and try to put out something at least once a week. This one is a little short but I’m trying to add some variety to the blog and not have all long ones.
Some of you have previously requested helping me with writing some. However, I have a particular writing style and I know some individuals would be frustrated if they noticed a change. I hope you can understand, however, I try to post the requests on my request page (I need to update it still lol) so feel free to have your own blog and use requests from there if you need a starting point!
Ryan Fanfiction - Soda Shirt
Shutting your locker, you look to walk towards your next class. Rounding the corner, you bump into someone and before you know it, are completely dowsed with some type of soft drink. Blinking in disbelief several times, you are frustrated to remember you just bought this shirt and don’t have any extra clothes on you. In front of you is a blubbering mess of apologies and shocked faces, mostly the one who spilled their drink on you.
In front of you is none other than Ryan. He’s been in some of your classes, but not enough for you to know each other well enough. Sure, he was cute to you, but you have always been too busy focusing on your classes and watching the occasional youtube video. You had heard about some videos he was involved in, and would maybe watch an occasional stream of his, as well as possibly stealing a glance or two of him in class. Okay, so you and a pretty big crush on Ryan himself. But what were you supposed to do when he was just sitting there for the world to enjoy his presence?
Before you know it, you have an extra shirt shoved in front of you as he looks away blushing and saying, “You may want to put this on so you don’t have uhh.. a soda shirt all day.. That and you probably don’t want to attract ants or anyone else..” coughing, he corrects himself by saying, “I mean anything else.” Looking down, you realize your shirt is starting to rapidly become see-through. At such a close proximity, you realize Ryan’s probably noticed and thus gave you his extra shirt to prevent other embarrassing things from happening. Sighing out of both frustration and the thought of ‘can today get any worse’, you take the shirt and say a curt, “Thanks.”
Rushing off to change while trying to cover your top half with your shirt, you make it to the bathroom to quickly change. Pulling the shirt over your head, you can’t help but take a simple breath in and let the clean and fresh laundry scent fill you. Once on, you look in the mirror and notice the shirt is a bit too large for you, but also look down to see that your new shirt is probably ruined by the stains that are already taking shape. The time goes by rather quick and you notice that you’re already late for class. ‘Great, now I’m late.’
Walking out of the restroom, you almost bump into the same person that caused this whole mess. ‘Did he really decide to follow me and wait outside the bathroom?’ you think to yourself. Looking up at him, you cross your arms across your chest and pout saying, “Thanks for the shirt, I’ll uh wash it and give it back to you tomorrow.” Eyes trailing back over to him you notice his eyes travel straight to his shirt and simply stare blankly without any thought. “Hello? Earth to Ryan?? Is that alright?” You say, trying to get his attention.
“No.” Blinking a few times you can’t believe what you’ve just heard. “No? What do you mean ‘no’? You act like I’ll have this ready at the end of the day, I’m not walking home in a soda shirt—“
Getting cut off, Ryan simply says, “No, like it’s okay, you can keep the shirt. I just got it but it looks better on you anyway.. plus I’m pretty sure you just bought the shirt I ruined, right? Just consider it an even trade.” Skeptical, you ask, “How did you know I just got this shirt?”
Blushing a bit and rubbing his neck, he look down and says, “Well, you were talking about it with your friends kind of loud this morning but I haven’t seen you in it either.” A slight pink gracing your cheeks you can’t help but think, ‘He notices what I wear.. like to class?? I looked like a bag of potatoes yesterday… oh no… well, there goes my chances.’
Stopping your thoughts, he continues by suggesting, “Sooo we should probably get back to class right?” Looking up, you nod and start walking to class by saying, “Yeah, the last thing I need is for him to give us MORE homework. I suck at that class.” Chuckling, Ryan says, “I can help you if you want? I’m not too bad and could use the extra work, if you’re free later that is?” Excitedly, you reply, “Yes! Please! That would be so great!!” He laughs at your response as you sigh in realization of how desperate for his help you sounded. Walking into class you sit down, teacher caring less about you two being late, you friend turns and says, “I’m shocked he didn’t give you his whole wardrobe after seeing you in his clothes.” Covering your face with your hands you sigh, ‘this is only the beginning of my day, isn’t it?”
Thanks so much for reading! Thank you to the many messages I have received to continue my writing. I hope this was a quick read for you guys and made you at least grin a bit at the cringe that is a fanfiction. Please let me know if you enjoyed and send in your requests! I think I may do gif/picture requests now as well. Feel free to submit those and I’ll do a quick blurb about it ^-^
100 Notes and I’ll post another one this weekend ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)