\\Brendon Urie Imagines//(I TAKE REQUESTS)

If you wanna throw the first punch part 2.

I wake up in my living room and find myself in a ball. I rise from the floor and walk into my bathroom, pivoting my body to look in the mirror. My cheeks are tear stained, eyes red and puffy and hair a matted mess. I need to call Brendon. I pick up my phone and dial *Insert random number* He picks up on the third ring. "Hi." His voice, once soft and calming is now hoarse and barely a whisper. "Hey." I whisper. "Do you wanna come over?" I ask. "Y-yeah. Sure." He replies. I hang up and brush out my hair. I hear a knock so I rush down the stairs and take a deep breath before opening the door. He's in the same state as me. I let him in and we both sit on the sofa. "I'm so sorry. I've ruined your life..." He rambles on. I look up. He's having a panic attack. After 10 minutes of me stroking his hair to calm him down he is back in his original state. We look into each others eyes as we slowly inch closer and our eyes close. Our lips meet. I smile into the kiss as does he. The night ended with a lot of I love you's, I'm sorry's and..."noises".

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