Girlfriend was on her way outta town for work. Brendon had invited his friends over for a hangout at his place. He got dared to do a backflip from the roof of his house. And of course, being the person he was, he did it, breaking his arm in the process. So his girlfriend, (Y/n) had to cancel her trip to stay and take care of him. FLUFFY~
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~Flashback~
"Don't do it! Let your dreams be dreams! It's okay!" Kenneth shouted, smirking. He was currently looking up at Brendon who was standing on the roof. He wanted him to jump but he was just testing him. Bren looked stressed, he wasn't sure if he did want to do it. To jump, or not to jump? That was the real question.
"Uhh.." He thought. Dallon just sat in a corner, sipping beer. Not giving a single damn for once. "Don't do it, i mean, do it, if you want, or don't, it's up to you, i mean. Yeah.." He shrugged, taking another sip of his beer.
Daniel shook his head. "Brendon, i swear if anything happens, i'll tell (Y/n)."
Everyone turned to him.
"Uh.. I mean- BE CAREFUL BRENDON-" He glanced away.
"JUST- i mean; DON'T DO IT!" Kenneth snickered.
"Don't do what?" A feminine voice asked from the door. Everybody turned to look at (Y/n). She had her hands on her hips. Black shades on her head and car keys in her hand. She looked pissed. A pissed mom.
"Hi (Y/n)" Kenneth, Dallon and Daniel said at the same time. She nodded at them with a small smile. Then, she looked at Brendon, her eyes widened. Stepping out furiously, she shouted, "Brendon Boyd Urie, get your ass down here right away!"
"But, i wanna jump!"
"You're not jumping, you'll hurt yourself."
"Please, please, plEASE, PLEASEE!" Brendon begged, the others just watched, taking in the drama.
"Okay, okay! Fine. Be careful, i don't want you to get hurt." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I wont get hurt. I'm always safe." He rolled his eyes, preparing himself to backflip off the roof.
"Alright everyone! Are you ready? Here comes dat boyd!" He laughed.
"Oh shit whaddup!!" The others answered.
"Countdown please!"
"3.."
"... 2...."
"... 1..!!"
There was a terrible.. Splash!
And a sudden scream whoops.
"Brendon!"
~Timeskip~
(Y/n) sighed, covering her face with her hands as she was sitting outside the room where brendon was. She had to call her boss a few minutes ago, letting them know she wont be able to make it.
She didn't mind not going and staying with Brendon to take care of him. She was just not in the mood, because she knew brendon would just start acting like a big baby and ask for things. Okay, that's adorable, but still a bit annoying.
Hearing a click next to her, she stood up and turned. The doctor came out and nodded, "You can go see him now." He said before walking away.
She nodded and walked in. Her eyes quickly met his. "You're awake?" She asked, shocked.
"Yeah, of course. Check it!" Brendon motioned to his arm cast. (Y/n) gave him a seriously? Look. He just shrugged, smiling. "I don't see how are you smiling about this, you broke your arm." She walked up to him and flicked his large forehead.
"I did, but eh. Who cares?"
"I do! Everyone does. Jesus, Brendon. You need to take care of yourself."
"I'll try, sorry mom." He snorted.
(Y/n) glared at him playfully and they both laughed for a moment. She leaned in, ruffling his hair and placing a small kiss on his cheek. "For how long do you need to keep this thing on your arm?"
"Two/Three months, i guess. That's what the doctor said." He casually said.
"These are gonna be some looooonnggg ass months."
"I wanna go home and play Call of Duty-" Brendon spoke.
(Y/n) chuckled, then smirked at him. "Not with one arm."
"DAMN IT!"
~End of Flashback~
"Come on!"
"I'm coming!" (Y/n) shouted from the kitchen, grabbing a beer and closing the fridge. She sighed, heading over to the stairs and stepping up. It was week 2 and Brendon was already getting used to his cast. Yay.
"Well, hurry up!" A certain masculine voice whined from upstairs. "I'm dry as fuck!!". Once again, she sighed annoyingly and rolled her eyes, mimicking the voice. She got to the room where the young male was sitting and peeked in through the door. Her (E/c) eyes met his beautiful brown ones, and he smiled sweetly at her.
"You're back with the beer?" Brendon asked.
"Maybe." She hid the can behind her back.
"(Y/n)...!!" He whined.
"Ugh, alright alright, whiney ass! I have your beer. Just calm down." She walked in, glaring ever so slightly at him, while he just grinned like a fool. She sat down next to him on the bed and handed him the beer after cracking it open. He gladly took a large sip and leaned back on the probably 5 pillows he had on the bed. He loved pillows.
"Thanks, babe." He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Yeah." She pecked his cheek.
"Are you mad?"
"I'm not mad, just tired."
"Show me a smile~" He leaned in and burried his face in her neck.
"Brendon, stop."
"Fine." He pulled away and huffed. After a moment he threw her on the bed so she was lying down and carefuly flopped next to her. He wrapped his good arm and legs around her small form and pinned her down. His hand moved down to her waist where he started tickling her. (Y/n) burst out laughing and squirmed, begging for him to stop.
Brendon did know how to make people smile. He may seem like a little brat who doesn't care about anyone but himself sometimes, but deep inside he's a sweet, cuddly teddy bear.
"Please!" She gasped for air before breaking into a giggling fit. Brendon laughed along and decided to stop. "Okay, just because you said the magic word." He grinned and cuddled her again.
(Y/n) held her sides and chuckled a bit. "You're such a sweetheart"
"I know." He winked.
"I love you, brenbear." She looked at him with beautiful glowing eyes that he couldn't resist.
"Love you too, sweetheart." He pecked her lips and they fell asleep, cuddling.
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