Emo Trinity One Shots

What's A Valentine? [Spencer Smith X Reader]

I honestly run out of story plots very fast- So the idea of this imagine is pretty simple. Spencer Smith, the Panic! At The Disco drummer (well-), decided to invite you, single Reader, to spend the evening with him because he got lonely. Brendon was spending Valentine's Day with Dallon, so he had no one at that moment. This will be very fluffy holy sh i t- Also, to avoid confusion, this is during the Vices & Virtues era.

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Brendon was making his way to the door with Spencer following right after. He grabbed his coat from the hanger and turned around to see his friend. "You sure you don't wanna come?" He asked him one last time, "You know, i can stay with you if you want. We'll spend the night eating cheetos and watching Titanic, while crying over how single we are... And Jack's death."

Spencer nodded, chuckling. "I'm good, Brendon. You should go have fun. I mean, you don't wanna disappoint Dallon, right?" His words made the other male grin. He threw his jacket on, and hugged him.

"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Sure."

Brendon grabbed his keys from the counter by the entrance and skipped out to his car. Spencer leaned on the door frame and watched him drive away. He just stood there for a little bit before realizing how cold it was and walking in again. He looked down at his hand watch and sighed.

It was only 19:13.

Spencer looked around the house, his eyes finally landing on the couch in the living room. He made his way to the few polaroids that were resting on the coffee table. He sat down on the couch and picked up one of them.

It was a picture of him and his friend, (Y/n). The one he meant to ask out but eventually cowered and dropped the subject.

He put it down then grabbed the remote, turning the T.v on. He started flipping through random channels, eventually  getting bored and turning the device back off.

What an interesting way to spend Valentine's Day.

Spence couldn't help but sneak glances at the pictures on the table. There were many of them. All of them were basically of him and his female friend. He really didn't want to spend this day alone, and he knew Brendon would spend the night with Dallon and come home around four in the morning.

"This is fine." He mumbled, leaning back on the couch and closing his eyes.

He was slowly drifting to sleep when he heard a knock on the door. He flinched, then sighed out and rubbed his eyes. Spencer lazily made his way to the entrance. Brendon probably forgot something so he had to dome back and get it. He grabbed the knob and twisted it, eyes never leaving the floor.

"Hey Spence." The feminine figure spoke.

He recognized the voice, and quickly looked up. "(Y/n)?"

"Mhm. Brendon told me you needed some company."

"Oh, well, i wouldn't mind that, actually- Come in." He stepped back, giving her some room. "I can't believe you actually did come, though."

She walked in and chuckled, "Why not?"

"Well, aren't you supposed to spend Valentine's Day with a nice guy who certainly is not me?"

"I felt bad for leaving you alone. Plus, i don't have a Valentine." She made her way to the living room, throwing her coat on the hanger and flopping down on the couch. Spencer gave her a confused look. "But you told me you did," He approached her and leaned over. "Isn't Max your Valentine?"