chapter 4 teaser.

Ryan blinks, like the words bring him down from some elevated state, and he drags his eyes from the instrument up to Brendon's, absently shaking his head. "I haven't seen you play in years."

Brendon smiles. "That's 'cause I haven't played in years. Wasn't it obvious?"

Ryan just shakes his head again, silent, lips still parted, but there's nothing in his bright, wide eyes to suggest he's anything less than fully conscious, and Brendon finds himself blushing, as if caught in some unknown act.

"I want you to teach me," Ryan announces.

 

we've got a big event this week at work so idk if i'll have time to finish/post by thursday, but we'll see.  also i made a really bad cover of "after the last midtown show," the end.