"Bren stop at the next road service I need the bathroom!" I said, turning the radio down.
"But we already stopped like 15 minutes ago."
"Yeah but I need to go now!"
"C'mon, we'll be there in ten minutes."
"Bren. I need to go now!"
Brendon sighed and agreed, before pulling over a few minutes later.
I walked to the bathroom and did my business, before walking back out again and seeing Brendon leaning against his car holding two coffees. I walked to him and took one of them, and sipped, before saying thanks and we both got in the car.
When we finally arrived at the youth hostel, I threw both of our empty coffee cups in the trash.
"You prepared to spend two weeks with me?" Brendon asked while grinning and hugging my waist.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and grinned, then pecked his lips.
"Yep. Don't get bored of me, anytime soon."
He laughed and kissed my ear and let go.
We held hands and walked into reception, where we payed for two beds and the wifi password, as well as breakfast.
We got to our room and Brendon went back to the car to get our bags while I sorted out the sheets to our beds.
"I love you." Brendon said out of nowhere.
"I love you too, idiot." I laughed.
In the room, there were roughly ten sets of bunk beds, including our own.
***
We went to a café for dinner, which I payed for since I had money, and when we got back it was 9pm, so most people were in their beds. There were two teenage girls on their phones, but they fell asleep soon after we arrived. I changed into some pyjamas when they did, and then we kissed.
"You're really beautiful."
"Thanks. You're quite fine yourself." I responded.
He kissed me, but with a different sort of deep mess and passion; one that consisted of lust.
He carried on kissing when he layed me down on the bottom bed, and when he tossed his shirt off.
"What if someone sees us?" I whispered.
Brendon responded by pulling the covers over us, so most of our bodies were covered.
"Good enough?" He whispered.
"Yeah." I grinned.
He kissed me again and pulled down my shorts slightly. His hand slid further down and rubbed me through my underwear.
I nearly moaned loudly, but Brendon's hand clasped over my mouth quickly.
He pulled his hand out and pulled my shorts and under down to my thighs. He got off the bed and rummaged through his bag before quickly ripping a foil packet in half.
He rolled a plastic condom on his penis, before kissing my neck and putting his hand back on my mouth.
He looked at me for reassurance, and when I nodded, he entered me and groaned. Brendon pulled in and out for a few minutes and after I came, so did he, and fell beside me.
(A/N) Cringecringecringecringecringe.
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The Death Of A Bachelor - Brendon Urie teacherxstudent fanfic au
Fanfiction"Not a lot of people can say they're in love. But not a lot of people are in love with their English teacher, either,"
