Unemployed Lover (Unemployed Brendon x Reader)

Chapter 2: 'Definitely developing more of a crush now..!'

(Your POV)

🪺 You woke up the next morning and sighed.

Brendon and Baker were arguing again.

You walked downstairs and looked at the two.

'WELL 'S NOT MY FAULT THAT SOME PERSON NAMED CARMENRODRIGUEZONECI CALLED ME BRENDONUSSY-'

'WHAT THE FUCK-'

'DON'T FUCKING ASK- Oh hey Y|N!'

'Mmm... hey Brendon...' You leaned against the wall, rubbing your eyes.

'Let's get you some breakfast!'

Baker shoved your tired ass into the kitchen.

He sat you down at the table and he began to make breakfast.

'But I'm not hungry...'

'Well, too bad! You're gonna eat whether you want to or not! Soon as you get up, you have to eat.'

You grumbled curses at Baker.

'Oi, they don't gotta eat if they don't wanna.' Brendon chimed in, taking the lit cigarette out of his mouth.

'Says you! All you 'eat' is cigarettes!'

'Because I'm basically allergic to everything! And you know I am! I can only have water, edamame, and ridiculous amounts of alcohol.'

'One- we don't keep edamame in this house because I'm allergic. Two- I haven't seen you drink water a day in your life. Three- I don't drink so we don't have alcohol.'

'Then I ain't 'eatin' nothin' but these cigarettes.' Brendon put the cigarette back in his mouth.

Baker sighed and continued making breakfast.

He set a plate of eggs, bacon, pancakes, hash browns, sausages, and waffles in front of you.

Your mouth watered but you didn't feel hungry.

'Go ahead, eat up, Y|N! You've got a full day ahead of you!' Baker set down 3 glasses: orange juice, milk, and water.

'I'm still not hungry...' You looked at Baker, whose eye twitched.

'I put fucking effort into this breakfast, so you're going to eat it.'

You felt afraid of Baker and you shuddered.

'Well, I'm off to work. If that breakfast isn't gone by the time I get home, you're getting locked in the damn basement.'

Tears began to roll down your face. 'Ok...'

'Good <Your Gender here>' Baker walked out the front door.

You just sat there and cried, picking up your fork.

'Hey, hey, don't let 'im push ya around, sweetheart. I'll throw it to the dogs, they'll like it.'

You looked up at Brendon's blue eyes, which were sympathetic and sweet.

You handed him the plate, as we wiped the tears away from your face.

You followed him into the backyard, which was well kept and basically a huge garden of flowers and sculpted statues.

You widened your eyes, admiring the beauty of the yard.

Two huge Dobermans and a few Pitbulls ran over, tilting their heads at you.

'Hey girls! Happy to see you!' Brendon laughed softly at the dogs circling you.

The dogs eventually settled and sat down in front of Brendon.

He set down the plate and the dogs over to it, strangely dispersing parts of the food equally.

'Your dogs are so- kind...'

'They're real sweethearts, eh?'

'They are...'

You looked at Brendon, who was looking into the horizon, smoke emitting from his cigarette.

In this light, he looked handsome, the early morning bringing out his well toned figure, his hair wasn't really fully brown, but instead a rich red-brown color, that gleamed in the early sunshine. His untied tie blew around his neck in the slight breeze, as well as his unbuttoned suit jacket.

'Y|N, you're staring.' Brendon's voice cut into your thoughts.

'O-Oh, sorry...'

He chuckled softly and picked up the now empty plate from the ground. 'Let's head back inside, you look a bit hungry now. Good girls.'

He looked at the dogs and pet them all.

You walked back inside with him, and hugged him from behind, you went up to about his waist.

(If you read the info already, screw it I'm changing the heights to Brendon being 6'5 and you being 5'2)

He tensed for a second but put his hand on your head.

' 'S all the affection for all of a sudden?'

'I feel safe around you...' You mumbled, putting your face into his back.

'Nobody's ever felt safe 'round me before, thanks for that.'

'Mmmm.... you smell like smoke and cherries...'

'Huh? Why cherries?'

'Dunno...' You then promptly fell asleep, hugging Brendon and burying your face into has back.

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You woke up in- not your room.

You woke up in Brendon's room.

In his bed.

Wearing his hoodie.

You looked around and saw Brendon writing at his desk, humming as he did so.

You blushed as you saw that you were wearing his hoodie.

'Oh, hey, Y|N, didn't notice you were up.'

You jumped as you looked at Brendon.

'Didn't mean to startle you! Sorry!'

'OI UNEMPLOYED BRENDON! COME HELP ME WITH THE GROCERIES!' Baker's voice called from downstairs.

'GIMMIE A SEC, YA ASSHOLE!'

He gently kissed you on the cheek before going downstairs.

Wait... what the fuck just happened??🪺

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