Is This Taboo? - Brendon Urie Fanfiction

*Chapter 24*

Mia's POV

The rest of the day went by relatively quickly, as I soon found myself back home and in my bedroom, working on todays assigned homework.

I put on some music, Queen was today's study choice, and began on my Biology.

About 20 minutes into my session, Bohemian Rhapsody came on. Like most other people familiar with this fantastic piece of music, you have to sing or at least mime along to the song.

I opted with singing and dramatic hand movements. I turned up the song when it reached my two favourite bits.

"I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me" I sang alone, relatively in pitch to the original.

"GALLELAIO!" I continued, raising my volume dramatically.

"BEALZEBOB HAS A DEVIL PUT ASIDE FOR ME, FOR MEEE, FOR MEEEEEEE!" I strained my voice attempting to reach Freddie Mercury's high note.

Then the head banging began. I was no longer even trying to continue doing my homework. I got up from my desk, taking my routine to the main space of my bedroom. I was so preoccupied that I failed to realise that my bedroom door was open, and someone was standing in the doorway.

About halfway through my routine, I looked up and saw him, huge ass grin spread entirely across his face.

I immediately stopped dancing and ran over to stop the music.

"Aww I was enjoying the show" Brendon said, somehow managing to pout and smirk at the same time.

"How long were you standing there?" I asked, knowing that my face was entirely red without having to even look at it.

"Long enough" he said, raising as eyebrow.

"What're you doing here?" I asked, still incredibly embarrassed.

"You seem to ask me that a lot, I thought you would just be used to me being around by now."

"I'll never be used to you being around" I muttered quietly to myself.

"What was that?" Brendon asked.

"Nothing!" I replied almost too quickly. "You still haven't answered my question though."

"You are my tutor aren't you?" He asked.

"Well-yes but-" I was cut off before I could finish stammering my way through the sentence.

"So I'm here for a session."

"Um ok, where did you want to work? In the lounge, at the dining table?"

"In here." Brendon said.

"Ok, my desk is kind of small though."

"We'll manage" Brendon said with a smile, before grabbing the chair from my vanity and pulling it around to the desk.

I made as much space for Brendon and his stuff as possible, but by the time he sat down, it was impossible for our arms not to touch.

"See, we fit just fine." Brendon said looking down at me slightly.

Although this contact was very minimal, having Brendon so close to me was awfully distracting.

I cleared my throat before asking, "What did you want to work on then?"

"Maths" Brendon said smugly.

"What part of Maths specifically?"

"Everything."

I sighed and rolled my eyes, before suggesting that we work on today's homework.

About 10 minutes into our tutoring session, Jaron appeared in my doorway.