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His Executive Sweetheart (I'll Put the Coffee On) (NC-17), by sunsetmog
Fandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Ryan/Spencer
Length: ~34k
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sunsetmog
Author Website: Sunsetmog's Fic Index
Why this must be read: There are plenty of kinds of Ryan/Spencer fics out there--long epic tributes to their nearly lifelong friendship, band-centric fics, AUs, etc., so it can be kind of hard to pick one from all of those. I like this one because it explores what might have happened if one of them had moved, if something had somehow interrupted their friendship, how that could have changed the dynamic. I also like this for the way she writes the friendship between Ryan, Jon and Brendon; her choices of job for both Spencer and Ryan, and the way she makes their characterizations work within the world she's created. It's also incredibly sweet, and a little familiar in the way that we've all gone through losing a friend, or refinding one, feeling self-conscious, basically, being human. As a bonus, Mog's work tends to be clever, funny when you're least expecting it, so it keeps you smiling, even when you're a bit achy inside.
Ryan knew that Spencer barely remembered those few years when they'd been best friends, and cared even less, but Ryan did. He remembered Spencer's mom and dad cutting off the crusts from Ryan's sandwiches, and he remembered holding Spencer's hand when they visited the aquarium, pressing their noses up against the window of the shark tank. He remembered his parents' divorce, the subsequent custody battle and the way he'd had to pack up his stuff and move half way across the country to Chicago, aged nine, to live with his mom. The way he'd left his best friend back in Las Vegas, and the way all those promises to keep in touch had come to nothing.
"Are you okay, Ryan?" Spencer asked, pausing mid-sentence.
Ryan looked up and met his gaze. "Yes," he said, and even though his stomach was churning, he kept his voice level and monotone. "Sorry, keep going." Ryan had always been proud to work for Spencer, so far as pride could go in a career he hated. But, love? When had it turned into love? He swallowed hard, bending over his notebook and scribbling something down in the margin.
"Okay," Spencer said, watching Ryan carefully.
Ryan refused to meet Spencer's eyes.
His Executive Sweetheart (I'll Put the Coffee On)
Pairing: Ryan/Spencer
Length: ~34k
Author on LJ:
sunsetmogAuthor Website: Sunsetmog's Fic Index
Why this must be read: There are plenty of kinds of Ryan/Spencer fics out there--long epic tributes to their nearly lifelong friendship, band-centric fics, AUs, etc., so it can be kind of hard to pick one from all of those. I like this one because it explores what might have happened if one of them had moved, if something had somehow interrupted their friendship, how that could have changed the dynamic. I also like this for the way she writes the friendship between Ryan, Jon and Brendon; her choices of job for both Spencer and Ryan, and the way she makes their characterizations work within the world she's created. It's also incredibly sweet, and a little familiar in the way that we've all gone through losing a friend, or refinding one, feeling self-conscious, basically, being human. As a bonus, Mog's work tends to be clever, funny when you're least expecting it, so it keeps you smiling, even when you're a bit achy inside.
Ryan knew that Spencer barely remembered those few years when they'd been best friends, and cared even less, but Ryan did. He remembered Spencer's mom and dad cutting off the crusts from Ryan's sandwiches, and he remembered holding Spencer's hand when they visited the aquarium, pressing their noses up against the window of the shark tank. He remembered his parents' divorce, the subsequent custody battle and the way he'd had to pack up his stuff and move half way across the country to Chicago, aged nine, to live with his mom. The way he'd left his best friend back in Las Vegas, and the way all those promises to keep in touch had come to nothing.
"Are you okay, Ryan?" Spencer asked, pausing mid-sentence.
Ryan looked up and met his gaze. "Yes," he said, and even though his stomach was churning, he kept his voice level and monotone. "Sorry, keep going." Ryan had always been proud to work for Spencer, so far as pride could go in a career he hated. But, love? When had it turned into love? He swallowed hard, bending over his notebook and scribbling something down in the margin.
"Okay," Spencer said, watching Ryan carefully.
Ryan refused to meet Spencer's eyes.
His Executive Sweetheart (I'll Put the Coffee On)