Brendon Urie Oneshots

Charmed

Tumblr request - Brendon imagine where she doesn't want a relationship or anything like that because she has only had bad ones, but he convinces her that he truly cares for her? Maybe he meets her at the bar, smoking and drinking alone, and at first she is rude and tells him to back off but eventually can't resist his charm.

Warning this one is smutty!

I downed my drink at the bar, I hated feeling like this, guys treating you like shit, cheating, lying, even hitting sometimes. Why did I deserve all this, why did I even bother? I lit up a cigarette and sat looking around the bar, couples everywhere, smiling and happy, at least some people got to enjoy it I suppose. I glanced down at the purple bruise on the inside of my wrists, a run in with my ex, it was never fun when that happened. Breaking out of my thoughts I noticed Brendon across the bar, he was drinking with a few friends, I'd known him forever, but I was way too scared to do anything about it, he was probably just like all of them behind closed doors. I swirled the ice in my drink contemplating leaving.

"Y/N?" I heard Brendon's voice behind me, I turned to see him with his head cocked to one side like a puppy, he was gorgeous, no, don't, I reminded myself sharply. "What're you doing here alone?" He sat next to me.

"None of your business." I snapped, facing my drink, the first thing he noticed was the bruise on my wrist.

"What's that?" He pointed, leaning closer to look, I snapped my wrist away from him and shot him a sour look.

"God is it important that you know the ins and outs of my life?" My eyes stayed fixed on my empty glass, but he didn't move, I hated pushing him away, I liked him so much but I wasn't about to put myself through hell for the millionth time.

"Let me buy you a drink." He smiled at me sweetly getting his wallet out of his pocket.

"Just forget it." I went to stand but he pulled my hand gently.

"One drink?" He pleaded with me, his eyes were soft and gentle, he held my hand in his stroking it, I weakened. "Please?"

"Fine, one drink. Vodka and coke." I sat back down, he smiled triumphantly and bought my drink.

"Please tell my why you're here alone." He touched my hand again, he was being so sweet. "And why every time we get close you push me away or start shutting off from me."

"Look it's a longer story and more baggage than you will deal with so forget it." I bit back to his question, like fuck was I going to talk about this.

"What have I done that was so wrong Y/N, I care about you and I try to help, show you that I care and you just shut off." He sighed and looked away from me, running a hand through his hair. I hated doing this to him. "Don't you trust me?" I shook tears away from my eyes listening to him, he meant it, I know he did, but I was so scared.

"I have to go." I said shortly, I got up and left before he had the chance to protest, wiping tears out of my eyes.

Outside the bar I saw a familiar figure, oh god, it was my ex Robbie, he came bustling up to me.

"Hey baby." He slurred, drunk, great this was going to be fun. I tried walking past him but he stopped me. "What aren't you happy to see me? Not like you're getting anything else is it." He snarled at me, smirking and grabbing for my wrist.

"Get off me!" I yelled a little as he gripped my arm tightly, at that moment I saw Brendon come out of the bar with his friends, he sprinted over his friends following.

"Get the fuck off of her!" He snarled shoving him away, squaring up to him with his friends close behind his back. "Not such a big man when it's people your own size huh?" Robbie shrunk back, shooting me a look before walking away. "Are you ok?" Brendon turned to me and touched my wrist the check it. I sobbed and fell into his arms, tucking my head against his check as his arms wrapped around me. "You guys best go, I'll make sure she's ok." He signalled and his friends left, he held me at arm's length, wiping my face and checking me.