Brendon Urie imagines and smuts

Praying for love in a lap dance

Yes I'm back, now this is a fun little idea I've had in my brain for a while. If you don't like it, that's your problem. No this is not a smut.. So sorry.

(385 words) Your POV
You were walking around in your costume on set of a some bands Music video, you were looking around for your mask. You found it and you were called to set. You danced around this very attractive man who was stood there lipsycing to a very catchy song, the choreograph wasn't hard so you did swiftly and smoothly. You did a few other scenes with him including a scene with you holding a big feather fan as the guy clicked is fingers while looking down at a nicely placed camera, he hit you a few times by accident. After the filming was over you walked to your dressing room and changed into your ripped jeans, MCR tank top and a black snapback. You walked out with your things and you dropped your wallet on the ground, you went to grab it when your bag flipped and poured out everywhere. You sigh and look up "fuck my life" you whisper, you squat down and try to pick up your things when a hand reaches down to help you. You look up to see the guy who you were dancing with, he puts his hand out to help you up. "Thank you" you say as he kindly helps you up. "Your welcome" he says, sending you a small smile, you smile back. "I'm Brendon" he says putting his hand out again for you to shake it, you do. "Y/N, I danced with you" you lightly laugh. "Ooooooh my god I hit you so any times, I'm sooooo sorry" he says holding your hands in his. You laugh again "no it's ok, I'm fine" you say taking your hands out of his to put the strap of the bag back onto your shoulder. "There has to be some way i could repay you?... Coffee?" He says pointing at the cafe across the road. "Sure" you say walking towards the door with Brendon following behind you.

Sorry this was short but I like it soooo. Comment ideas for this book, I'd love to hear what you guys want. Tamika