Teen Brendon Urie Oneshots/Smuts

Sweethearts (formerly 2006 In Love)

Can I request an imagine with the setting being 2006-ishwith Brendon and dating him back then? Possibly being an old family friend or something of that sort? (I don't mind it being smutty or just cute, the creativity is up to you!)

This was literally my first ever request and I love it so much <3

My parents were chatting idly as we drove over to the Uries' house as we did every other Sunday, I looked forward to it, seeing Brendon was the best part. It was the only time we ever got to spend time together properly, even though he spent most of his time with all the pretty girls since the band was taking off so well. I felt like shit, my ex has been treating me like shit and I just couldn't deal with it anymore, I'd been looking forward to this visit all week, I needed to see him, he always made me feel better.

Pulling into his drive I quickly checked my hair and made sure I looked presentable. My parents went in first giving their usual greetings to his parents, hugs and kisses and the usual nattering about their weeks and gossip, my dad and his wandered off and our mom's disappeared into the kitchen.

"Brendon is upstairs." she yelled as a they wandered off, I took myself up to Brendon's room, a little worried about what I was going to find. I knocked...

"Yeah?" I opened the door to find him laying on his bed with his guitar out, his hair was messy, skinny jeans and a hoodie on, I loved when he dressed like that. "Y/N!" He grinned when I stepped in, taking guitar off his lap and jumping up, bounding over to me and hugging me tightly, lifting me off the ground, I giggled as he set me down. "Missed you."

"Dork..." I teased smiling and batting his arm playfully, he pushed me back gently, before plopping on his bed.

"Hey listen to this." He grabbed his guitar and started playing a riff, I sat on the bed and listened intently, it sounded good.

"That's sweet! Got any lyrics?" I asked leaning back, he shook his head and frowned.

"Writers block... ugh I'm so booooooored." He whined putting his guitar down and kicking his legs out nudging me.

"Hey! Watch it lanky." I teased pushing his legs away, he responded by nudging me more, jolting my back, I slapped at his legs more before he sat up.

"Music?" I nodded and that was how we spent the next hour or so.

My phone buzzed breaking our conversation, it was my ex, being a dick as usual, god I'd had enough of this, I dumped my phone on the bed and sighed a little looking down. He tilted his head and nudged me.

"What's wrong?" He nudged me again.

"Nothing." I mumbled trying not to look at him.

"I've known you for 10 years and you really expect me to believe that?" He stroked my arm gently. "What's wrong." His eyes were concerned and tone soft with worry.

"My ex." I mumbled looking down.

"What happened? Is he still trying to play about with you?"

"We slept together ages ago, but the night after he slept with my friend and he still keeps acting like we could be together, texting and calling and I just don't want to be with him but it's upsetting, he makes me feel like I'm nothing." I sighed and covered my face with my hands.

"What?! That asshole." He snarled and hugged me, pulling me gently against his chest, after holding me for a minute he cupped my face in his hands, looking me in the eyes. "Don't you ever think that, you didn't deserve that, you're perfect." He kept looking into my eyes, his thumb stroking my cheek. "You're perfect." He mumbled again, he held my gaze, moving one hand to stroke my hair, before I knew it he leant in and pressed his lips to mine, I hesitated but it didn't take long for him to coax me into kissing him back, moving his lips slowly against mine. He flicked his tongue softly against my lips, I parted my lips slightly as his hand slid down to my waist, pulling me closer, his tongue exploring my mouth earning a moan from me. Things just started to get heated when a shout ruined the moment.