LIN ONE (im not throwing away my) SHOTS

The Yodelling Wallet

A/N: Written by Steffy and me. This is a Brendon Urie x Lin Manuel Miranda one shot. I don't think we used the prompts given by franticfanfic for this fic. Order of writing is Steffy, me, and Steffy again. 

Lin was skiddling the streets of Chicago, wandering around like a lost puppy when he bumped into a strong chest. Startled, he looked up to apologize for not looking at his surroundings. With a tilt of the head, all words left his mouth.

In front of him was the most scrumptious-looking man he had ever seen in his short 44 years of living. A 6ft tall, hunky man with brown orbs. Rosy cheeks and lips looking softer than ever. Holy shit he was so turned on. He could feel the slick forming already.

It was Brandon Urie. Chicago's number 1 yodeler.

"I- I- Im so sorry
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The superstar looked at him with disdain, but simply sighed and walked away.

After only 3 steps, however, Brendon felt himself get tugged back towards the stranger.

"Did you pull me?" He growled, lips curled into a snarl. the expression should not have looked so attractive on the man, but Lin felt his blood rush south anyway.

"I-I d-d-d-didn't" He tried, in equal measure afraid and turned on.

Brendon believed him. It was a look of genuine fear etched on the poor guy's face after all.

"Then who pulled me?" Lin shrugged, blown pupils frantically searching for his own.

They looked at each other for a long moment, unsure of what to say or do.

"It could be... our minds. I think we bonded." Brendon suggested. Lin gasped.

All it took was that one simple touch and their minds reached out for each other. Finding their common love for musicals and men and entwined their minds as one.

"Then.... maybe we should solidify this bond.." Lin suggested, and Brendon smiled, pulling them into the nearest wallet.
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"Whe-where are we alpha. I-Im scared ngh" Lin trembled.

Smelling his mate's discomfort and anxiety, he quickly let out his pheromones to calm him down.

"Fret not kitten whiskers, daddy's here to protect you. Who's here? Yodele-hee-hoo! Show yourselves!"

There was no one responding and his omega was getting more agitated by the second. Looking around, he saw that the walls were made of leather?? and there was a mysterious bump on one side of the wall too, along with a giant zipper. moving closer to the wall, he touched the wall. Jingling sounds could be heard.

Wtf...? That sounded suspiciously like coins. Then he realized. Shit. This was his wallet. The zebra print leather walls and giant zipper on the wall?? He's pretty sure they just got sucked into his wallet.

"My lovely Linny, I fear we have been sucked into my wallet. All we can do now is make love and shoot hot seeds into each other. Only then will we be able to escape."