Brendon is running. He's running for his life.
It doesn't help when your caretakers and security guards are looking everywhere for you after escaping your own wedding.
Well, hey. It happens in books, right?
That's how Brendon finds himself running from the church, hiding behind a dumpster in a dark alleyway. Never mind that the dumpster is absolutely foul. He needs to hide and get away as far as possible.
Calls of 'Sir Brendon!" reach his ears, and he just knows his mother might have fainted somewhere right now. Sorry, Mom.
When the rushing foot steps cease and went away to search to a different location, he slid off from his hiding place, checking his surroundings just to see if the coast is clear.
It was a desperate attempt, really. Defying his parents' wishes to be wed to Sarah Orzechowski, and just running away from a suffocating lifestyle where he has to please everyone. He felt restricted with his actions and with what he always wanted to do.
Brendon never asked for this life.
He only has one getaway and he's looking at it right now.
A tall brunette is putting away his bag of groceries in the trunk of his silver car, in which he failed to notice Brendon hovering close, waiting for the right time to jump on him.
That sounded wrong.
The moment the man enters the driver seat is the moment Brendon yanked the passenger seat open and forced himself inside the car.
"Drive the car." He orders the driver, who's taking sweet time on staring at him incredulously.
"Wait, who the hell are you?" Suspicion is inevitable from the brunette. For all this man knows, Brendon might be a serial killer who is escaping from the authorities.
Might as well play the part.
"Satan. Now DRIVE!" He threatens. The taller man makes an almost inaudible squeak as his starts the car and drives them off to who knows where.
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[A/N: I'm so excited for this fic. I dunno why. I hope you guys are as excited for it as I do??? If you're wondering why I havent updated Little Giraffe, then this is it. Sorry for the mistakes, Thanks for reading and have a greaaaaaat day!
P.S. HE'S NOT GOING TO RUNAWAY FROM HIS REAL WEDDING IT'S TOO BEAUTIFUL]
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The Runaway Groom // Brallon
Fanfiction"Drive the car." "Wait, who the hell are you?" "Satan. Now DRIVE!" Dallon bringing home a stray puppy in his apartment already got him scolded by his landlord. Bringing home a runaway groom from God knows where is something he'd get killed for.
