brendon urie imagines

The Good, The Bad And The Dirty

Aurora's POV:

I woke to a soft buzzing clearly illuminated by a ringing sound. My head pops up and scans the room, searching for an answer. Until it finally lands on the source, my phone.

I pick it up off the coffee table to see a text message from Brendon.

Brendon: Hi, doll. Had to run a few errands. Be home soon. Love you ❤️. Don't worry about me.

What kind of personal errands would he have to run? Usually I'm the one to do the simple tasks, never him. This must have something to do with Cody. It wouldn't make sense otherwise.

I hear a car's engine ignite and I follow the sound to our living room window. From there I can see Brendon driving off, angry expression bolting through the windshield.

I decide to call Brendon so he can assure he's going to see Cody. I knew he was, it was the only logical explanation. I just want to know what he's planning and if it's safe.

It rings twice before Brendon picks up his phone.

"Hey, honey.", he speaks nervously.

"Where are you?", I ask.

I hear him shuffle around before saying, "Driving."

"Driving where?"

Brendon sighs, "You want the truth?"

I roll my eyes, "No, Brendon. I want you to lie to me."

"I'm going to see that douche bag.", He grunts reluctantly.

I sigh, "Brendon, what are you going to do when you get there? And how did you even get his address?"

"Not important. I'm just gonna talk to him and explain our situation and how what he did was wrong, maybe throw a few punches.", Brendon whispers the last part.

"Just don't hit him unless you have to.", I give in.

"In what situation would it be classified a 'have-to' situation?", He asks.

"If he hits you first, or if he tries to. I swear if he's mean to you at all, you have permission to kill him. No one talks shit about my baby.", I. say.

He chuckles, "I know. Okay, bye, babe. Stay safe. Love you."

"Love you too, Bren."

I hang up and let out a breath as I set my phone back on the coffee table. I turn on the tv and put on Parks & Rec. A good way to distract myself.

Oh, Brendon.

What have you gotten yourself into?

Brendon's POV:

What have I gotten myself into?

I slowly pull into Cody's driveway and park my car. I see him walk up to the window in the front door and squint his eyes through the glass.

I can tell he's confused when he sees me, but the situation it's blatantly obvious. I shove my phone in my pocket for emergencies as well as my keys before opening my car door and stepping out.