Brendon Urie imagines and smut

Vegas Lights

(quick A/N, this is the first imagine i've written on this so i hope you guys enjoy it! my fics will range from soft to smut, just so you know. enjoy!)

You walked off the steps of the tour bus, breathing in the fresh Nevada air. It was about 3:00, but it felt like morning to you. You turned back to the bus and saw Dallon, Kenneth, and Dan get off the bus. Wondering where Brendon was, you walked into the bus. You saw him quickly get off the phone, and turn to smile at you.
"Why were you on the phone?" You ask, crossing your arms.
"Oh," Brendon says, looking away quickly. "um, I was, um, talking to my parents. Seeing if they were coming to the show tomorrow night. We are in Vegas, so I figured they might be coming." You could tell by the way he was avoiding eye contact, he was lying. You purse your lips and glare at him.
"Okay..." You say, starting to get back off the tour bus. Brendon comes to you and grabs your waist from behind. He turns you around and kisses you softly, his lips like velvet against yours.
"I love you (Y/N)." He quietly whispers. You blush and kiss him back.
"I love you too B."

You both get off the tour bus, and make your way into the venue. There are already fans lining up, and they spot you. Screaming fills your ears, and you quickly make your way in. Brendon leisurely walks over to the chain link fence that's separating him and the frenzy. He signs a few things and takes a few pictures, then follows you backstage. Your mind goes back to who he was really talking to back on the tour bus. You knew it wasn't his parents, otherwise he wouldn't have hung up so quickly, as if he had gotten caught. You start wondering if he's been talking to his ex, Sarah, again, but you're thoughts are quickly snapped back to reality as Zack asks if you're okay.
"Yeah," You lie. "I'm fine."

The boys make their way on stage and mark their spots, and go over their instrument changes. Brendon and Zack go over where he'll be walking through the crowd.

You get bored, and start walking to where you'll be sitting tomorrow night for the concert. You see Brendon put his stuff down, including his phone. A thought creeps into your mind, and tells you to look at it. You pick up the phone, and look through his recent calls. The most recent one, is with a girl named "Avary". The name is burned into your mind and the blood rushes from your face. You sit down, feeling faint. Was this actually happening? You go through his messages and see three messages between them. Your heart starts racing.
(At 9:32 am) B: Is everything ready for tonight?
Avary: Yep :)
B: Ok great! :)

Hot tears start forming in your eyes. You put the phone back where you found it and sit there, staring at Brendon. You feel the tears roll down your face and quickly wipe them away. Brendon waves at you, and you wave back, a fake smile on your face.

Hours later...

"Hey babe, sorry that took so long." Brendon says, walking up to you. You look up at him and try not to cry. He immediately notices something wrong. He grabs your hands and helps you stand up. You look at him, and smile faintly.
"I'm fine B, don't worry. Just some drama."
"Ok. Well, just know that I'm always here for you." He says, pushing your hair out of your face. He leans in and kisses you on the forehead, then grabs his stuff and walks to the tour bus.

You follow him, your emotions weary and out of control. How could he act like he still cared for you? You were mad, sad, frustrated, and upset all at once. You walk on the tour bus and Brendon says to you from one of the rooms, "Hey hon, change into some nice clothes. I want to take you somewhere." Following his directions, you changed into skinny jeans and the blouse he said always looked good on you. You wanted to confront him about Avary, but you were so tired from all the emotions, you just figured you'd do it later and try to enjoy some time with B.
"Hey so I wanted to-" Brendon says, walking out of the room. His mouth was wide open, looking at you. He quickly closes it and makes his way over to you.
"How come you always look stunning?" He asks you, lacing his fingers into yours. He looked at you with his deep brown eyes, and you practically melted from looking at them. You lean in for a kiss, then suddenly, Brendon's phone rings. He reaches into his back pocket and silences it. He kisses you, but you don't feel the same way you did just a moment ago. What if that was Avary? Thoughts are bouncing around in your head, and Brendon didn't even seem to notice the change in you.

With his hand in yours, he takes you off the bus and he leads you to a big building. You study the building, and notice that all of its neighbors have big bright neon signs on them, but this one doesn't. It's old and rustic.

Brendon reaches into his pocket and holds out his hand. In it, is a blindfold. He gives you a smirk and you smile, wondering what this was about. He puts the blindfold on you, and you shudder, feeling his breath on your neck. He's finished tying the blindfold, but you feel alone. He's not touching you in any way to indicate that he's there. You hear the keyboard on his phone clacking, and you hear his phone lock. Your mind goes back to Avary and you're unsure about everything again. You feel Brendon's grip on your arm, and he leads you into the building.

You walk until Brendon tells you to stop. You can only assume you're in an elevator. You hear him push a button, and you feel the elevator slowly ascend. His grip on your arm tightens, and you can feel his stare. You hear him shift around and then suddenly the elevator stops. The doors open and you feel a gust of wind hit you. Brendon leads you a few feet away from the elevator, and you feel him starting to take the blindfold off.
"Close your eyes." He whispers in your ear. You do as he says, and you feel the blindfold come off.
"Okay," Brendon says, then pauses. "open."

You open your eyes to find yourself on top of the roof. A table with two chairs sits about ten feet in front of you. The table is decorated with a candle, a rose in a vase, two glasses of wine, and two plates of food, covered to keep them warm. A woman stands behind the table, holding a violin. She has a name tag that reads "Avary". She starts to play your favorite song and you look at Brendon. He nervously laughs.
"Do you like it?" He asks, looking at you.
"I love it." You say, a big smile forming on your face. The relief hits you all at once and tears form in your eyes. Brendon hugs you tightly, before kissing you on the head. He takes you over to the table, and pulls out your chair for you. He goes to his side of the table and nervously laughs.
"How long have you been planning this?" You ask, taking a drink of wine.
"A while." He says, sheepishly looking down.
"I love it. Thank you B." You say, looking at him.
He looks up at you and smiles. His smile lit up your entire world. He was your and yours only.

You finished your dinner and so did Brendon. He took you to the edge of the building and sat down. You sat next to him, and leaned your head on his shoulder. He took your hand in his. You looked out onto the city and admired the Vegas lights, happy that you could spend that night with the person you love.

Hope you enjoyed it! I won't be able to write a lot because I have a busy schedule, but I'll do my best to write as much as I can. I had fun writing this, and I hope you had fun reading it. - Melanie🐝