Brendon Urie imagines and smut

Thunderstorm

It was 10pm. I was lying on the sofa, scrolling through tumblr aimlessly, seeing the odd photo of Panic! in my dashboard. I missed Brendon. He had been on tour for the past month and never had the time to call or message me anymore. I pushed the blanket and laptop off myself and walked to the kitchen, making myself some coffee. As the bitter tasting liquid reached my lips, the sharp-sounding noise off a crack of thunder startled me and I dropped the mug. It shattered into a million pieces.
"Fuck." I muttered and grabbed the dustpan and brush, scooping up the tiny shards of china.

If there was one thing I hated more than being lonely, it was thunderstorms. I couldn't stand them. They were horrible and terrifying and loud, and scared the shit out of me. If Brendon were here, he would have hugged me and smothered me in kisses. I took my phone off of the kitchen counter and went to message him, before I realised he was midway through a concert and wouldn't reply. Great. I grabbed my laptop and 'to kill a mockingbird' from the bookcase and made my way into my bedroom. I chose comfy pyjamas from my wardrobe and got changed, burying myself under the covers.

After finally finishing the book I had put to the side for weeks, I crawled out of bed and walked out of my bedroom. A crash of thunder startled me once more and I ran quickly into the kitchen. I made myself hot chocolate (in a plastic cup this time so I couldn't smash it) and ran back into bed, placing the hot chocolate on my bedside table. Lightning flashed through the curtains and I shivered and buried myself under the covers once more. Rain pounded heavily onto the roof and I felt as if it was going to give way and all of the ceiling would fall onto me and kill me in my sleep.

If things couldn't get any worse, the front door closed... Fuck. Somebody had let themself into my house. I pulled the covers over me tightly and buried myself into them. The bedroom door opened and I heard footsteps approaching my bed. The person grabbed the duvets and I closed my eyes quickly.
"Hey?" I heard a familiar voice say. I turned over quickly to face Brendon and he smiled. His hair was soaked. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?" He asked and I shook my head quickly, not quite acknowledging his sudden arrival.

Thunder rumbled and I almost jumped out of my skin. Brendon chuckled and got changed quickly. He jumped into bed and wrapped an arm around me so we were spooning.
"Y/N?"Brendon whispered. "Are you okay?" He rubbed circles into my arm and I nodded my head. Thunder. Brendon wrapped his arm around me tighter to stop me from shaking.

"Oh." He exclaimed and got up. "I bought you something." Brendon grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed. I trembled and walked into the living room with him. He pulled out a bunch of roses and a box of chocolates. "I know it's nothing, but I haven't seen you in ages and I know how much you hate lightning." Brendon grinned at me and I almost killed him with the sheer force of my hug. "Oh." He laughed and hugged me slightly, still holding the presents.

"I've missed you." I whispered into his chest.
Another rumble of thunder scared me and I jumped. He laughed and I hit him playfully.
"It's not funny." I whimpered and he chuckled, put the roses and chocolates on the kitchen counter, and picked me up bridal style.

"Put me down!" I almost screamed and he still laughed. Brendon dropped me onto the bed gently and laid down next to me, throwing the covers over the both of us. Thunder. I jumped once more.
"You're so cute." Brendon looked at me in adoration. I shook my head and he shhed me before snuggling closer. "Y/N?." Brendon asked after looking down at me for a few minutes. I nodded my head. "I'm completely and utterly in love with you." My heart melted.
"I love you too." I sniffled, my eyes welling up.

"Not as much as me." Brendon smirked.
"Much more." I laughed quietly and rested my head on his chest.
"That's impossible-"
"Is not!" I slapped him playfully.
"But it is!"
"Fine." I chuckled. "Whatever you say." I wrapped my arm gently around his waist.

"Thank you, for coming home." I mumbled into his chest.
"I'm glad I did!" Brendon grinned. "Thank god the concert got cancelled, hm?" He stroked my hair.
"Yeah." I started tracing circles on his stomach. "Good night, Y/N." Brendon kissed me on the forehead.
"I love you."
"I love you too, babe." Brendon closed his eyes and my heart fluttered from the new nickname.

-livvy 🐢