More Than Youll Ever Know

More Than You’ll Ever Know

Summary: Ryan has a crush on his best friend

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of drinking and being drunk, sadish (lmk if I missed anything)

Ryan Dunn x GN reader 

Ryan’s Pov

It was just a school crush. Nothing serious. We've been friends for too long, it would completely ruin our friendship. I mean do they even like-

"Ryan?" They waved their hand in front of my face with a wide grin on theirs. The smile that makes me weak in the knees. That same smile that made me fall for them when we first met.

"Sorry. Just thinking about ways to fuck with Bam." They'd never believe that. God I'm an idiot.

"It's fine. I was just asking if you'd take me to prom." Their voice was soft and smooth. The kinda voice that'd make me agree to anything. It was beautiful, I'd listen to them talk all day if I could.

"Oh, yeah. Why not?" I shrugged playing it cool.

"Great!" They cheered

I wouldn't have ever gone if Y/n hadn't asked me. It was one of my favorite nights with them. The loud music, the smile that never left their face, pregaming and bringing a little flask of alcohol. Everything was perfect.

~

"Jeez, Ry. You really fucked up your face." Their soft touches cleaned up the cuts that were nothing more than scratches. I told them that it was fine but Y/n insisted on making sure they didn't get infected. 

Wow. Why do I want to kiss them right now? Maybe it was just the intimacy of it all. They’re just being sweet. "Definitely worth it. I mean did you see how gnarly- Right, sorry for worrying you." They gave me a disapproving look. Did Y/n not think the stunts were cool? Were they actually worried I’d get too hurt?

~

Y/n's parents were never really home, so most of the time when we'd hang out it'd be at their house. Their parents really disliked us, especially when we came over. And they always knew we did because something always ended up breaking. Mugs, dishes, the table in living room, the leg of the couch, and even the bathroom door. The list went on and on. Most of the time it was me because of my clumsiness, but Bam was right behind me. He wasn't that clumsy, just had a bad habit of breaking shit.

Their final straw was probably when we broke down the door. We were officially banned from coming over. Bam and I always payed and cleaned up our mess but they were probably over having to deal with it in the first place, with good reason.

"We're gonna use this to unlock the door." Bam held up a screwdriver. He started to unscrew the round door handle.

"Fuck off and let me piss." I yelled oblivious to what they were doing. Until the entire handle of the door came off. "Fuck me."

Bam looked through the hole in the door and laughed. "Dico, I got it!" He yelled. Multiple footsteps came running over. I finished before anyone else could see me standing there with my dick out. 

"Ha ha very funny." I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. "Will you fuckers let me out now?"

"We're not stopping you." Raab laughed

I tried to open it so many times and it still wouldn't open. Bam and Raab even tried from their side. As annoyed as I was, it was pretty funny.

Bam volunteered to break it down and after a few tries he did.

"You've got to be shitting me." Y/n laughed, "How the fuck am I gonna explain this one."

~

"Guys this is my partner that I've been telling you all about!" Y/n was looking at them the same way they used to look at me. I didn't realize how much this actually hurt. How much I actually liked them. 

"Oh what's up." Bam nodded his head at them and I did the same. We were busy thinking of more dumb shit to do anyway. I ignored them for most of the night and stuck with Bam until they finally left.

"Do you like Y/n's partner?" The question left my lips before I could stop it. He's gonna know. Oh man he better not be a dick about it.

"Not really," He was putting together a new board. Hardly paying attention, "But if they like them then there's nothing we can do."

He had a point. For once in his life Bam was right. Fuckin' dick.

~

After a few months Y/n stopped coming around, too busy with her significant other. It was the same with and without them but it was always nice when they were around.

The night was the same as any other. Dico, Raab, Rake, and I were at Bam's house. It was one of the rare nights we didn't do anything and just stayed home. I think it was April's least favorite night.

In the middle of talking about what we were gonna do tomorrow there was a knock on the door. We weren't expecting anyone, so it was a surprise to all of us. "Dunn. Get the door!" Bam shouted, for no reason. We were a few feet apart. What an ass. There were another few knocks and I sighed, "Fuck you."

I opened the door and saw Y/n standing there. Watery eyes and dried tears on their cheeks. Instinctively I pulled them into a hug. "Its okay." They cried into my chest while one hand scratched their back and the other held their head. "I got you, Its okay."

I never wanted to see them cry anyways, but I made sure to never see Y/n that sad ever again.

~

I remember our very first argument. Serious one that is, we constantly argued about everything.

'Ew why do you put jam on toast like that? You look stupid.'

'How else do you put jam on fuckin' toast?'

They had every right to be mad, but I was too stubborn to admit it. Y/n was out with their friends and I was out with Bam and some others. We all happened to end up at the same bar after a long night out. They were drinking too much and even though they were taken care of. I made sure to get them home that night.

"You're not my boyfriend, so you can stop acting like it!" The comment stung. It was true, there was no need to act like a boyfriend. My intentions were good of course but they were with their friends safely already. "I just wanted to make sure you got home safe!"

"I already made sure I would! Stop trying to ruin my fun!" They scoffed and got out of my car. Y/n didn't slam the door, they left it open. Dick. "Fuck you, Ryan!"

"Come on. Go inside, Y/n. Please?" I stepped out of my car to close my door. 

They continued to yell at me in their drunken state. It was no excuse to be as rude as they were. "I never wanna see you again." Y/n stopped yelling and walked inside.

It wasn't that bad of an argument but the situation itself was bad. We got passed it after we both apologized. That was the one and only time we got into it bad.

~

"I'm moving." The words replayed in my mind, they were quiet and if I wasn’t listening so intently I would've missed them. They had already told Bam and everyone else. I was the last to know. And I was at a loss for words.

My eyes looked everywhere but theirs. Their gorgeous eyes. The ones that would make me confess everything if I stared into them for too long.

"Wow, Ryan. Cat got your tongue?" They lightly joked. I might've laughed if I wasn't thinking about what to say. Should I confess now? It wouldn't hurt. Right? No. I cant. It'd be selfish and hurt them even more.

"Are you gonna come and visit?" I finally looked at them. Y/n was teary eyed, with the same hurt look on their face when they came to Bam's.

"I'm going to Washington. My dad got a job out there. Plus, the colleges out there aren't too bad if I changed my mind about not going."

Fuck. This is it then.

"So this is goodbye?" Dumb question. They nodded their head and tried to hold back tears. With a sigh I hugged them.

Memories of us over the years played through my mind. The first time we kissed. It was a dare and before I even liked them, but funny to look back on. The time Y/n's dog bit me when I broke into their house as a joke. We even got matching tattoos when we blacked out. They smoked their first cigarette with me. The times I took care of them drunk.

"I'll miss you. More than you'll ever know." Hopefully they'd read between the lines and understand what I really want to say but cant. Not because I can't but because it was too late.

"Don't get all sappy on me now, Ry" They laughed while tears rushed down their face.

~

The day they left Bam and I went to their house helping them pack things into the car. Y/n's parents were thankful for the help. That was the only time they talked to us without yelling or being mad at us. There wasn't much to help with anyway because they already put all of the big things in the U-Haul.

Everything was in the car and it was time for them to leave. "Well, see you guys around." They smiled and my heart ached.

"Yeah see you around." Bam mumbled. Clearly as upset as I was.

"Bye, Y/n." I placed my hand on the side of their face, my thumb ready to wipe away any tears. Y/n smiled softly and took a deep breathe. "I really will miss you. Both of you."

"Obviously there's no one like us" Bam lightly joked

"Maybe that’s a good thing." Y/n laughed

After a few more seconds Y/n waved and got into the backseat of the car. The car drove down the street out of sight.

"You never told Y/n, did you?"

“No.”

Call It Fate

Chapter Three

Past

After five days with Bam, Y/n went back home for work. She was way behind and needed to catch up as soon as possible. Her manager, Taylor,  wouldn't stop calling to scold her for being so impulsive. There wasn't an ounce of regret in her body though. Those few days were the best days she's had in a while.

Meeting his parents was a little nerve-racking at first but after they welcomed her with open arms, all anxiousness was out the window. April absolutely loved her. Y/n figured it was because Bam only brought chaotic guys around, and having her around made a nice change.

'Where’s Y/n gonna sleep?' 'With me, duh' 'Knock it off, Bam. She can stay in the guest room.'

She wasn't trying to cock block or ruin any fun. Being around these guys was tiring and she understood that people needed space. It was more for Y/n to feel comfortable than anything. April explained this to her as she brought her to the guest room. Although being in separate rooms didn't stop Bam from coming and sleeping in there with her, Y/n didn't mind it.

Bam didn't have any specific plan for when they came back home. He explained that most of the time he thinks of an idea and makes it happen. This spontaneous behavior wasn't shocking to her. It was impressive how he came up with grand projects.

Y/n's been all over the world and it still doesn't compare to this small town on the east coast. Bam was the main reason why, of course. It wouldn't be the same without him. If Ryan got a dollar for every time she yelled at Bam, he'd probably have one hundred dollars.

'I'm not going out in the rain-BAM!'

'Y/N WAKE UP!' 'FUCK, BAM!'

April and Phil had their suspicions of what was going on between the two but kept it to themselves. It was subtle but Ape's motherly instincts picked up on it immediately. When Bam would talk, he had to stand next to her arm to arm. If he was getting up to get something he'd ask if she wanted anything. When the guys laughed at him for this he only scoffed, "She's a guest." It wasn't a complete lie but he was fooling anyone.

When it was finally time for her to go, Y/n was pretty sad. She didn't expect to have this much fun, let alone not want to leave. Bam felt the same way except he knew it'd be more fun with her around. It took Bam a few days to get back to normal, then he was already planning on when to go back to LA.

Y/n couldn't stop thinking of her trip. In the middle of getting ready for shoots and commercials, he was the only thing on her mind. Her manager got an earful of everything that happened. They were friends but when it was time to work, it was time to work. She didn't like when Y/n was this distracted. It took about a week before she was back to being focused.

A month later in an interview, Bam was brought up. She had no idea anyone had any clue they were a thing or even knew each other for that matter. Her answers were dismissive and she never really answered the initial question. Of course, she wanted to talk about how she loved hanging out with him but they weren't even together in the first place. Without her knowledge pictures and videos of her at Bam's were anonymously posted. 

"So you aren't together?" He asked with raised eyebrows and a knowing look. Her cheeks were a light pink and she nervously laugh, "Not officially no. We just hang out."

He pulled up a picture of the two of them hugging and the next picture was of them kissing. ‘Just my luck’  "Yeah. Just hanging out." Y/n's hand flew over her big smile. It was hilarious to get caught in a somewhat lie, a little embarrassing, but she was never one to get offended easily. The whole thing humored her.

The interview ended and they both hugged. Walking their separate ways. The interview could've gone completely wrong in so many ways but as far as a hidden romance getting uncovered, it wasn't all that bad. Invasive of course but being a model was always going to be like that. The public eye never stops critiquing.

"Now everyone knows you and Bam are a thing. How is he taking it?" Taylor asked, genuinely concerned. Being professional around one another all the time was exhausting so it was easier to be friends and business partners, whenever the time was right she'd talk to Y/n as a friend. "I haven't texted or called him. He might not even know yet."

"Tell him before he finds out. It's always better to." She advised.

The conversation with Bam wasn't bad. He understood why she didn't flat out say they were a thing because it was confusing to him what they were too. This resulted in him asking her to be his girlfriend because everyone already knows so why not. It wasn't romantic or anything but she was never the romantic type anyway. "I guess, Bam." He could hear the smile in her voice as she tried to sound bored of him.

Dating Bam was similar to how they already acted, just more PDA. His arm was always around her, his hand had to be holding hers. If someone was looking at her for too long Bam kissed her. Y/n was more open about things going on in her life. Letting him know about every interview and every shoot. Even asked him to help her with her lines for a commercial she got. Bam listened and helped every time. He was beyond supportive of her. She returned the same energy, watching his skating clips and going out to his contests.

They complimented each other perfectly, but no one expected them to last as long as they did. From the first jackass movie to the third. Eight years together. It wasn't perfect, they had their rough moments like any other couple, but they always worked it out. One day they just couldn't work it out and they split up. No hard feelings just mutually understanding that they just didn't work out anymore. This shocked people even more than how long they've been together. Neither of them liked to talk about what happened, saying nothing more than they didn't see eye to eye anymore.

Y/n was crushed. Taylor gave her a break from working to heal so she can come back focused. Even coming back she wasn't one hundred percent herself, but no one expected her to. They appreciated her showing up and advertising whatever it was and snapped the photos of her. It took some time but she eventually found peace and moved on. She wasn't ready to date but she was going out again, wearing clothes from brands that asked her to. Hanging out with new friends and sometimes guys. It was never serious, nothing more than drinks at a bar.

Bam had gone M.I.A. so only his close friends knew what was going on in his life. As long as Y/n didn't see any news on him she'd be fine and the same went for Bam.

Call It Fate

This is a sample of something I’ve been working on. I have some more stories in the works but this one is the closest to being finished. I should be done with this in a few days!

Warnings: public embarrassment(not harmful), mentions of ex(Bam)

"Now look at what we found!" the host exclaimed, pointing at the screen behind her. On the screen were old pictures of Y/n, who began laughing in embarrassment.  "Oh my God!" She covered her red face with her hands. The host made a few harmless comments and jokes causing the audience to laugh along.

"Finally, a picture with an ex-boyfriend! Now, who is this again?" Her heart dropped and her eyes went wide for a split second.

"That's Bam" She answered simply still shocked that the picture was up on the screen in the first place.

"The rumors are that you two were pretty serious, is that true?"

"Yeah I would say so"

The host continued to pull up more pictures of the two of them. "Wow, you two looked so in love. I haven't seen you look at anyone you've recently been with like that."

She didn't really know what to say. It was completely true. Her eyes were glued to the screen as more pictures were shown.

"Would you say he was the love of your life?"

The question took her back a bit. Her eyes moved from the screen to the host. She had never been at such a loss for words, her lips were slightly parted trying to figure out what to say.

After a few more seconds Y/n snapped out of it and collected her thoughts. "Yeah, I would." She smiled thinking about the memories, good and bad.

"You two were quite popular. Will we be seeing you guys together again?"

"I don't think so" Y/n answered politely.

"Well that's a shame you two were a gorgeous couple, but onto new things! There are plenty of people out there dying to date you" She exaggerated and continued on with the interview.

I want a friendship like bam and Ryan n Chris and Steve 🥹

Ryan X Reader ('It's okay I got you')

I can’t believe I got talked into this by Johnny, he had somehow convinced me to do a stunt with a spider. I am fucking petrified of spiders and yet I was told myself I could do this stunt, I would do it to overcome my fear or so I thought.

As Ryan put the tarantula on my arm I could feel myself freeze up, my breathing picks up and I can’t help but let out a high-pitched whimper. I wanted nothing more than to bat the spider off of me but I couldn’t bring myself to move, I wanted to scream, flail, get as far away from this room as fast as I can. The boys were laughing at me, I grit my teeth and try to gather my bearings. I could do this. Or that’s what I thought, I let out a sob,

“Get it off. For the love of god get it fucking off of me.” Someone carefully takes the spider off of me and brings it to Manny. I feel arms wrap around me, I don’t care who it was or if I seemed weak but I broke down. I could still feel the spider on me, its legs moving along my arms, I shiver. Ryan’s voice comes from above me,

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s off of you.” His voice is soft. Out of all of the guys Ryan always ended up being the most caring. He rubs my back, but nothing he was doing was helping me. I somehow manage to curl into a ball while Ryan’s arms are still around me. I can hear hushed whispers from above me but I pay them no mind, I couldn’t stop thinking about that fucking spider. It was going to haunt me in my dreams, I was going to have trouble going to sleep and staying asleep unless I was knocked out. I was a stuttering, whimpering mess. I wanted to scream as loud as I could and never stop.

Ryan helps me off of the floor, with his arms still around me he guides me to one of the chairs in the room. He holds me carefully in his lap, not wanting to make me uncomfortable in any way. I curl myself into Ryan’s chest, the touch of another human is slowly making me grounded again. I could feel my breath starting to slow, my sobs slowing to hiccups, and my body relaxing. I think the move from the floor to the chair really helped me get back into my head.

Ryan helped me from the room where we were filming into his hotel room, he brings me down on the bed next to him. This wasn’t the first time Dunn has done something like this and it most certainly won’t be the last time he does it. No matter how many times this happened I couldn’t help the content feeling that spread through my body when Ryan’s arms wrapped around me. A part of my heart swelled, knowing that he would always have my back no matter what.

When I wake up I am in a tangle of limbs, the warmth of Ryan’s body is a little unbearable but I don’t mind it, it is slightly comforting. I try not to move so I don’t wake Ryan, lord knows that he needed the sleep. He always had the hardest time falling asleep, staying asleep and waking up. He just wasn’t lucky when it came to sleep. Unfortunately, it doesn’t last long because Johnny and Bam sneak into the room, and they don’t notice that I’m awake. They put something on me and gently shake me ‘awake’, I look down to see a spider on my side. I scream out and rip myself away from Ryan, dashing to the corner so they can’t get behind me with that damned thing. Ryan wakes up with a start he looks for me, then at Johnny and Bam, and finally at the spider on the bed.

“It’s fake, [Name],” Ryan says, he picks it up and comes toward me. I try and push myself further into the corner, I shake my head at him. He gets the message and stops, he puts down the spider and comes to squat in front of me. “Hey, hey. Look at me.” I look up at him, “I know what you’re feeling. When you are really fucking scared of something, it seems like you can’t do anything but that’s wrong.” He takes my hands and rubs the back of them. “I will always be here for you, to help you through what you are feeling. The most important thing to remember is your breathing.”

I nodded at him, I had no idea where this was coming from but I was grateful for it. He helps me off of the floor and embraces me, mumbling reassurance into my ears. I sheepishly look to Johnny and Bam,

“I’m sorry for screaming. I just really don’t like spiders.”

“Dude it’s all good.” Johnny smiles at me. I wasn’t really apologizing to them, I was more apologizing to Ryan since I woke him up but they didn’t need to know that. They leave the room while chuckling. I wanted nothing more than to crawl back into the corner I was just in and disappear, I was going to feel the spider on me forever now. I could barely look Ryan in the face as he starts to walk around the room, rummaging through things and mumbling under his breath. In a few minutes, he returns to me and lifts my chin so I’m looking at him,

“I picked out your comfy clothes and found the fuzzy blanket you like, go change and we’ll spend the day doing whatever you want,” I mumble out my thanks to him, he turns to leave but I grab his arm.

“Don’t leave, please,” I say rather sheepishly, I felt stupid that I couldn’t spend one minute alone to change. Ryan smiles at me and nods his head, he makes sure to turn towards the door, though we had all seen each other naked he wanted to give me privacy. Once I was changed I throw the fuzzy blanket over me and tap Ryan on the shoulder, he turns around to see me swaddled like a baby in a blanket. We flop back down on the bed and I told him that I didn’t want to do anything besides watching the Scream movies and order take-out which he was more than happy to agree with. As we settle into the bed I look up at him,

“I hope you know you have a bit of a soft spot,” Ryan chuckles, “But I for one and thankful for it. I don’t think I could have gotten through all of this without you. Thank you, Ryan.” He ruffles my hair and whispers ‘you’re welcome’ before resting his head on top of mine.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Viva La Bam RPF, Jackass (Movies) RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ryan Dunn/Bam Margera Characters: Ryan Dunn, Bam Margera Additional Tags: Jealousy, Love Confessions, Implied Sexual Content, Kissing, Best Friends Summary:

“The kiss, sweetest And touch, so warm The smile, kindest In this world, so cold and strong” - Close to the Flame, HIM