Note: This was going to be an original story, but I just could figure out a way of how to finish it. I hope you enjoy what I got though!

Pairing: Brohm

Ryan was gay.

This would be fine if it wasn't for the fact that his entire family was very religious and thought that all gay's were going to hell. He feared the day that someone would find out and kick him out of his home.

So, he kept his mouth shut. He didn't try to argue with his mother, even if that's all he wanted to do. He still went to church, even if he hated going. He always felt so sinful. Like he didn't belong there. And yet he still went to try and cleanse himself, but it never worked. He still felt unwanted. But everything else was fine.

That is, until Bryce McQuaid showed up.

Bryce was the new resident in Ryan's town, and it didn't go unnoticed. The town decided to hold a welcoming party as they usually did for newcomers.

On the day of the party (which was on a Sunday), Ryan was at the church (which is where the party was being held) frosting the cupcakes. He was the only one there, and when he heard the church doors open, he figured it was his mother. That is, until they spoke.

"Am I early?"

Ryan put the froster down and turned around to see who it was. The man had blond hair, blue eyes, and an innocent smile on his lips. Ryan hated to admit it, but the man was very cute in his opinion. "I'm guessing you're Bryce?" Ryan asked, shaking the previous thought out of his head. Bryce smiled even more.

"Yep, that's me. And you are?"

"Ryan. Ryan Wrecker."

Bryce started walking toward Ryan, and Ryan's breath hitched. He could've sworn that Bryce was swaying his hips a little. When Bryce stopped, he was a little too close for comfort. "Are those cupcakes?" He asked, looking behind Ryan. Ryan glanced at the table before nodding.

"Yeah. Wanna help?" Bryce smiled again, and Ryan could practically see the halo above his head.

"Sure." Ryan stepped aside so Bryce could frost the cupcakes. Before Bryce started working, he tasted the frosting. "Vanilla. My favorite!" He said as he looked at Ryan. Ryan chuckled a bit as he watched Bryce take his time with the cupcakes.

Once he was done, he stepped back and looked at his masterpiece. "Good job, Bryce. You're practically a professional," Ryan joked. Bryce laughed as he put the froster down.

"Well, I better get going. I still have boxes to unpack. I'll see you later?" Ryan nodded, and Bryce grinned before turning around. Once the church doors closed again, Ryan sighed. He was so screwed.

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Once the party started, Ryan stood in the back as he sipped his drink. Everyone was crowded around Bryce, but he didn't mind. It gave Ryan the chance to clear his mind.

"Hey."

Never mind.

Ryan looked over to see Bryce stand g there, the same innocent smile on his lips. Ryan smiled a little and lifted his drink before going back to thinking. "Hey, you alright?" Bryce asked.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm fine, just thinking."

"About what?"

Ryan froze as he looked at Bryce. The smile on Bryce's lips were the same, but it seemed different. It didn't seem as... Innocent as before. Bryce had leaned forward, and was much to close for Ryan's comfort. Ryan would've moved if he wasn't in a corner.

Ryan felt his face heat up slightly, and he was grateful that the lights were lowered so you couldn't see as well. Bryce leaned even more, and Ryan tried to lean back, even though he was trapped in the corner. Bryce's lips ghosted over Ryan's before he spoke.

"Remember, even Lucifer was an angel."

Ryan's eyes widened at the comment, but he was also confused. Why bring that up? Bryce leaned back, and his smile seemed innocent again. "Well, I have a lot of people to talk to. By the way, the cupcakes were great. Talk to you later!" He said as he walked off.

Ryan stood there, shocked at what just happened. He thought about the comment and what it could mean. He just couldn't put it together. He sighed and took another sip from his drink.

It was going to be a long night, and Ryan knew it.

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After that, Ryan was a little bit more thankful for church. Although this feeling never stayed, as every Sunday, he would see Bryce there. It made things a lot harder. Luckily for Ryan, Bryce left when everyone else did.

Ryan always stayed behind, because a little extra church never hurt anyone, right?

It was one of these Sunday's when Ryan was staying behind. He stayed sitting in the pew, just thinking. "You know, it's not going to do anything." Ryan jumped at the voice and turned to see none other than Bryce smiling at him. And it didn't look innocent at all. Ryan gulped and cleared his throat.

"Uh, I, um, what?" Bryce sighed and walked towards Ryan, sitting right next to him.

"You know sitting here isn't going to 'cure' you, right?" Ryan's eyes widened.

"How did you-"

"Please, Ryan. I know lots of things. I know that you're gay. I know that you're family- or anyone here, really- doesn't agree to that. I know you're afraid. And I know that you like me. A lot." As Bryce spoke, he leaned closer and closer to Ryan.

Ryan's face was a pure red as Bryce's lips ghosted over his. "And I like you a lot too," Bryce whispered before kissing Ryan.

Before Ryan could comprehend what was going on, he was kissing back, pulling Bryce closer to him. Bryce felt warm, and the longer they kissed, the more sinful it felt. Ryan pulled back suddenly, putting a hand over his mouth. "This is so wrong," he whispered.

Bryce just laughed and started kissing Ryan's neck. Ryan tried to push him away, but something stopped him. Bryce trailed upwards before he caught Ryan's lips again.

When this happened, something inside of Ryan snapped.

Ryan kissed back once more, but more fiercely this time. Bryce's hands went into Ryan's hair, slightly tugging at it.