"So what are you going to get for your tattoo Brendon?" Delilah asks me.
I know exactly what I will get, I thought about it all week and finally made the decision last night. A yellow flower with Delilahs eye inside of it. I love Delilah so much and I want her to know that.
"It's a secret" I smile.
"Oh come on, I'll tell you mine. I'm gunna get the word love on my wrist" she points to her left wrist.
"That's cute but mine is a surprise. You'll find out tomorrow" I shrug and take a swig of my beer and look back at the Tv.
Delilah sighs and turns back to face the tv, folding her legs cross cross and sitting back. I smirk behind my drink and continue on with what I'm doing.
"Okay, just a hint?" She leans into me.
"Nope" I shake my head and take another sip of my beer.
"Ugh!" She groans and flops back again.
I just laugh and continue watching my show. Out of the corner of my eye I see her squirming and I shake my head and slouch back more.
Finally it's time and were at the tattoo place, I sit next to Delilah reading a magazine while she's on her phone.
"Brendon and Delilah" a lady covered in tattoos from her neck down, blonde hair with it shaved on one side and piercings all over face calls for us.
Delilah looks at me and smiles and we both go in the back.
"Take a seat" she tells us, pointing to chairs on opposite sides.
"We'll start with Delilah and then Brendon's because Brendon's will take longer" the tattoo artist tells us and I nod.
After an hour, Delilahs tattoo is done, she barley cried at all. I held her hand the whole time and now it's patched up and she sits across from me as I lay down and the guy starts to work, I wouldn't let her near me because I didn't want her to see until after its done.
"Are you sure you don't want me to like...hold her hand?" Delilah questions me.
I let out a small laugh and reply "Relax D. Just sit still, you can see when it's done"
She rolls her eyes and watches from her place far from me.
After an hour of pain and telling Delilah to stay seated he patches me up and I stand up. I pay him, he gives us each a container of ointment and we leave.
"Can I see it now?" She asks, hopping in her seat.
"I'll cut you a deal" I smirk, looking over at her for a second. "If you don't ask to see it until I have to put shit on it then I'll let you put it on for me" I tell her. She ponders and then nods.
"Alright" she sighs sitting back.
"Delilah" I sing from the living room whilst she is in the bedroom. After a few moments she comes in.
"Yeah Bren?" She asks, standing behind me.
"Are you ready to see it?" I question holding up the container. Her face lights up and she nods with a smile, coming closer to me taking the container and opening it. I peel off the paper towel and she watches as it becomes visible. She gasps when it's all the way off.
"Brendon, it's-it's gorgeous. Is that my-?" She cuts herself off pointing to the tattoo.
"Yeah" I nod, tears fill her eyes, she throws her body on to my chest and lays there for a second.
"Thank you" she kisses my neck. "So much" she kisses my chin and then my lips, where I kiss back. "I love you" she smiles as she starts to apply the cream to my sore area.
"I love you too" I reach up and kiss her cheek.
When she's done she kisses me again and lays down, pressing the side of her body to me.
"I'm glad you like it." I hum.
"I really really do" she nods facing me. "Now I wish I got something to commemorate you"
"Don't feel bad about it babe. Being with me is commemoration enough" I smirk and reach down to kiss her.
"You are a cheese ball" she rolls her eyes and leans in next to me.
The door bell rings and shoot up to answer it. I walk to the door and throw it open. To my surprise I'm greeted by Caroline, holding my brief case.
"Sorry to intrude, you left this at school" she smiles, I smile back taking it from her hands.
"Thank you and you aren't intruding, it's just weird to see you outside of the school" I laugh awkwardly sitting the brief case behind me. I run a hand through my hair and wait for her to kill the silence.
"Brendon, who's here?" Delilah comes in behind me and she freezes, my heart stops for a second and I feel myself start to freak out.
"Delilah?" Caroline asks.
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Miss Jackson
FanfictionBrendon Urie is a history teacher in Los Angeles who falls for his student, Delilah Jackson. After a few studying "dates" together, the two develop a connection that ends with a kiss. It's the beginning of something great for them...until things sta...
