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Chapter Twenty-Eight // Overcoat and Sarah's Return

I walked into the living room and saw Brendon sleeping on the couch.

I walked behind the couch and leaned over it, pressing my lips to Brendon's.

"Hi," Brendon chuckled.

"Good morning, did you fall asleep on the couch?" I asked and Brendon nodded. "Well did you sleep good?"

"No, not really," Brendon chuckled.

"Poor Bren," I smiled, and Brendon held out his arms, wanting me to lay with him.

I walked around the couch and laid on top of Brendon.

Brendon's warm arms wrapped around my waist, nuzzling his head in my shoulder.

"Brendon," I smiled at him holding me closely.

"Yeah?" Brendon yawned.

"I love you, but you know the saying... If you love me let me go," I sang and Brendon and I busted into laughter.

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Brendon jumped in the shower and as I walked back into our room to get my laptop, I saw something in his opened closet.

I walked over and saw the red overcoat.

Not gonna lie, I fangirled for a second... Or thirty.

I touched it softly and smiled at it's perfect condition. I grabbed the hanger and looked at the coat in awe.

"Oh my god," I smiled.

I set it gently down on Brendon and I's bed, admiring it.

Once Brendon exited the bathroom I smirked at him.

"What?" Brendon asked wearing a sly smirk.

"I found something," I jumped up and Brendon followed behind me confused.

I pointed to the coat and Brendon smiled and nodded at me. "Yeah, it's a coat," Brendon said calmly.

"It's not just a coat!" I laughed, and Brendon laughed at my excitement. "It's the coat," I stated, looking Brendon dead in the eye.

"Babe," Bren grabbed my arms. "I love you, now do you want to try it on?"

"Brendon Boyd Urie!" I laughed. "You are teasing me right now!"

"I am not," Brendon chuckled, taking it off the hanger. "See?"

"BRENDON!" I squealed, hoping he wouldn't rip it or anything.

"It's like four-times your size, you're not going to break it," Brendon assured and I bit my lip.

Brendon got it ready for me and I took deep breaths. "Bren, really if I rip it you won't kill me?" I sighed and Brendon leaned over and kissed my lips.

"No," Brendon smiled.

I slid the coat over my arms and held in my teenager screams. "I'm going to Snapchat this, you're too adorable," Brendon laughed.

I took off the coat carefully and Brendon stuck it back in his closet.

"I say at our wedding I wear that coat," Brendon laughed.