///Brendon Urie Imagines///

Rough Day, Relaxing Night

I slam my car door shut and stomp up the steps to my front door. I bash my hand against the wooden frame when I realize that I left my house key inside, and of course the door is locked. I see Brendon's car in the garage so I know he's home. I tap my foot impatiently and waited for the phone to ring, and I leave a not-so-friendly voicemail. I shove the device back into my purse and continue pounding on the door. It's not that late, so I have no idea what this kid thinks he's doing in there.

After what seemed like a year, a very tired and shirtless Brendon opened the door with a confused look on his face. I pushed past him, mumbling swears and throwing my stuff down as I go. "Answer your fucking phone next time," I glare back at him after he closes the door. He doesn't react which I am glad for. I don't mean to be rude to him but this day has just been the worst. I continue on with my rampage, ripping off layers of my outfit and pulling my hair out of its tight ponytail. I slam our bedroom door closed and collapse on the bed, finally letting my anger get the best of me and bursting into tears. I scream and punch my pillow until my throat hurts and I let out a low groan. 

Once a few minutes of silence have passed, Brendon slowly creeps into the room and sits next to me on the bed. Sadly enough he's been through this a few times, and while it still doesn't excuse my rudeness to him, he understand where it comes from. He traces shapes across my arm and comforts me as best as he can. He leaves after a few moments and heads to the bathroom. The water turns on for a little while before I hear the faint 'bloop' of a bath bomb being dropped into the water. 

Brendon comes back to me and picks my worn body off of the bed. He pulls off my remaining clothes and tugs me towards the tub. My nostrils fill with the sweet smell of honey that is emanating from the water. He lowers me in and I feel a small bit better. He strips off his clothes and nudges me forward so he can get in behind me. 

"Tell me about today, what happened?"

"I just can't with them anymore, Brendon. None of them treat me with any sort of respect. The waitresses stopped wearing their assigned uniforms and Ted completely blamed me for it! Then when I reprimanded Ashley, she flipped out and went back to Ted, who yelled at me again! And of course Johnny got another order wrong and some lady screamed at me for it, and I wasn't even her waitress! I just hate them all." I feel tears threaten my eyes again, but I hold them back as best as I can. I'm tired of crying about my shitty job. I got promoted to house manager months ago but now it's just a nightmare. 

"I'm sorry baby," He lightly rubs my shoulders with his hands and I lean against the side of the bath and close my eyes. He's so gentle with me, he treats me as if I could break at any second, which in a way is true. The first few times I'd come home this upset he'd flip out on me for being so rude to him. I eventually burst into tears one night and since then he's taken fantastic care of me. 

He leans me back into his chest and sets his chin on my shoulder. He holds me like a delicate vase, just enough to make me feel safe. His chest vibrates as he hums to me, it was nothing special, just a song we'd heard on the radio just days before. I turn and kiss his cheek, which makes him smile slightly. 

"You're too good for me, Urie. What did I do to get a guy as good as you?" He chuckles and leaves a few kisses to my neck. Nothing too sexual, he knew that it wasn't exactly the right time for that. It was just to show even more of how much he cared.

"I still wonder how I got someone as perfect as you are," My heart does somersaults at his words.  We lay in silence until the water starts turning cold. He stands us up and pulls out the plug, letting the water drain at our feet. The shower head flips on and Brendon grabs the shampoo. We shared the same bottle, which he said was because it was easier, but I secretly knew that he loved the smell better than the ridiculous 'for men' scents. He massages the gel into my scalp and I turn to do the same for him. He leans down and places a kiss on my lips, the first actual one of the day. 

What made this job even worse was the lack of time I got to spend with my boyfriend, having just one day off a week. My shifts normally started before he got up and ended when he was in bed for the night, making me worry about the sake of our relationship. But we pushed through it, creating a rule that we had to text each other as often as possible and sleep together each night. 

We both finished washing up and he helped me out of the tub. We dried each other off and Brendon playfully whipped my butt with the towel a few times. I snatched the cloth from him and returned the favor. He handed me one of his old shirts and a fresh pair of underwear, and he slipped into his boxers and joggers. He turned around for me to hop onto his back and I happily jumped on. 

After nearly bashing my head open on the doorframe that was lower than I'd expected, we made it back into the bedroom. He laid me down onto the sheets and cuddled up beside me. 

"I love you, Brendon." I finally admitted. He sat up and looked at me for a second before showering me with kisses. 

"I love you, too, Y/n. I'm so glad to hear you say that." He'd accidentally let his love for me slip a few days ago while drunk, but I had chosen to ignore it. I wanted our first times proclaiming our love to be special, not just some drunk rambling. Tonight was more than special. He showed me for the millionth time how much he truly cared about me and my well being. He's hopefully known that I'd do the same, and I plan on proving it in the next few months when he's away. 

"Brendon, I think I'm going to quit. I've got some money saved up, and was thinking about starting college back up. Online this time. I could own my own business someday. I'll only do it if you're okay with it though," I'd thought about this for a while, but didn't know when so bring it up. After today, I'm ready to put in my two weeks tomorrow. 

"Of course I'm okay with it! And you'd be able to come on tour for longer too! My little business woman, you're adorable." He leaned in to kiss me again and I felt all my stress melt away. He snuggled up beside me and held me in his arms. I fell asleep with a smile on my face and my love beside me.