Brendon Urie X Patrick Stump Hot Fanfic Read At Own Risk!!!!!!

NOT NICE THOUGHTS

"Come on, ladies, its time to wake up!"
Andy burst through Brendon and Patricks room, followed by Joe and Pete. Brendon jumped out of bed, shirtless. He saw that subtle smirk on Andy's face and blushed.
Patrick practically fell out of bed. He got up and rubbed his eyes, putting on his glasses. His jaw parted in a yawn, and noticed all eyes were on him.
"What?" He looked at them.
"Come on, Patrick." Pete teased, smirking. "We all know what happened."
Brendon glared at him.
"Shut up." He hissed in reply. Patrick nodded in agreement. Andy chuckled.
"Fine, whatever." He smiled. "Who wants pancakes!" They all cheered except for Patrick. They all plopped down in a seat. The rest of Panic! wasnt there. Brendon said he wanted to go solo, which was strange for him.
Andy put on a pink "Kiss the Chef" apron on and started to make pancakes.
Patrick plopped down next to Brendon and rested a hand on his thigh. Brendons eyes moved down to his hand, then up to his face. He smirked a little.
Patrick inched his hand up his thigh to the lump in his pants.
Brendon mo--
"HEY GUYS PANCAKES ARE READY!" Pete wedged his head between theirs, interrupting them. Patrick huffed.
They all chowed down on pancakes, Andy bragging about how good of a cook he is. The pancakes were raw inside. Brendon chewed on the inside of his cheek in anticipation. What would've happened if Pete didn't rudely interrupt them?
Patrick was thinking the same thing. As he munched on his raw pancakes, he hummed and though about the man sitting next to him. Not nice thoughts. Dirty, in fact. Patricks face grew red and Joe shot him a glance, exchanging glances with the others. Pete bursted out laughing, imagining what was going on in Patricks head.
Brendon drummed his fingers impatiently on the table as they all giggled like little girls. He got up.
"Im getting dressed." He hissed, marching to his room.
They all went quiet.