Your Pov:
Brendon pleasssssseeeee! I pleaded with my boyfriend. We are supposed to go to this really fancy restaurant with my parents tonight, and Brendon doesn't wanna go.
"Y/n they're going to hate me. I mean, look at me" he says
"Well that's a problem because when I look at you, I see the most handsome man I've ever seen." I say
"Shut up.." He says, turning red
"Brendon it'd mean the world to me if you went"
"Ok... Okay fine." He says
"Yay! Thanks babe" I say, kissing his cheek
"What time do we have to be there"
"Around 7"
"What time is now"
"4:30"
"We need to get ready"
"Okay"
I get in the shower.
"You're never gonna get it I'm a hazard to myself" I sing
The song we don't have to dance came on Spotify.
I get out and run to the bedroom, cause being the idjit i am, I forgot to bring clothes.
"Babe did you forget clothes... Again" I hear Brendon ask from the living room.
"Yes don't judge" I say as I slip my dress on.
He comes up and his jaw drops.
"Wow... Wow" he says
"You're finally wearing that dress" he says
"Yep. Thought it was a good occasion"
It was a red sleeveless dress that reach my ankles.
I start curling my hair. I recently dyed it gray ombré. I loved it, but I don't think my parents will.
When we are both ready, we head out.
"So what restaurant is this"
"I don't know they said it was super fancy."
"Oh ok"
We pull in the parking lot and get out.
We see my mom and dad and walk up to their table.
"Y/n it's so good to see you!" My mom says hugging me
"It's good to see you too" I say
"Hey dad" I say
"Hey sweetheart" he says
"Mom dad this is my boyfriend Brendon Urie.l, Brendon this is my mom y/m/n and my dad y/d/n"
They shake hands and sit back down.
"So Brendon what do you do for a living" my dad asks
"Well I'm the lead singer in the band Panic! At the disco. " he says
"Oh cool. Never heard of them" my dad says
"How much does it pay" my mom says
"It pays about 4 million a year" Brendon says
"Oh wow" my says
"Well I gotta go to the restroom" my dad says
"Me too" my mom says
When they get up, I lean to Brendon and say
"They are gold diggers. They might only like you for your money" I say
"I ain't saying they a gold digger, but they ain't messing with no broke..."
"Brendon Boyd Urie" I say
"What its a song" he says
With that my mom and dad walk back toward the table.
"So y/n what have you been up to." My mom asks
"Well I'm still going to college to get my master degree in physics." I say
(Sorry if you don't like physics. You can change it to anything)
"That's great. How many more years" my mom asks
"2 more years. That'll make it 8 years that I've been in college" I say
"So where did you meet Brendon?" My dad asks
"We meet at a party about four years ago" I say
"I didn't know you were the party type y/n" my dad says
"I'm not, but my friend Andy wanted me to go" I say
"And I'm glad you went" Brendon says
"Well are we ready for the check" my mom says
"Yes" my dad says
"Brendon do you want to pay" my dad asks
"Umm... I don't." He says before being cut off by me
"Why don't you pay? You are the ones that invited us" I say
"But he's got the extra money" my dad protests
"Y/n I'll pay its okay" Brendon says
"No it's not! I'm sick and tired of you using people for money! You both are gold diggers!" I say
"Y/n...." Brendon says
"No. Let's go" I say, grabbing Brendon's hand.
We get to the car and I lose it
"Y/n... It's okay" he says
"No it's not... I-I shouldn't have made you come" I say in between sobs
He pulls me into a hug and starts rubbing circles on my back.
"I just hate them" I say
He lifts my chin and looks in my eyes.
"But you don't deserve to have all this drama in your life. First the fans, then your family... You are a precious little gem... You don't deserve this" Brendon says
"I love you" I say
"I love you more" he says
"I love you even more" I say
"That's not possible" he says, kissing me.
