I carry a very drunk Brendon Urie off the stage. I set him on the floor when were out of the view of the millions of fans he just stripped in front of
"Daaaaallllooonnnnnnn" Brendon whines
"Yes B"
He brings his face up to my ear and whispers "you're hot"
My heart beat accelerates
"Let's get you to you're room. You're not thinking straight" I pick him back up
"You're right Dallon, I'm not thinking straight" and with that, he winks
" Brendon Urie, are you flirting with me" I tease as I open the door to his room
"Why? Are you nervous yet" he slurs
"A little bit" I answer back blushing. Setting him on his bed. I turn to walk out and he grabs my arm, holding me back.
"Nooooooooooooo Dallon, don't goooooooooooo"
"You're drunk, get some sleep" I order
"Sleep with me, Dally"
"You want me to sleep with you?" I question
"Yes please" he pouts
"Fine" and with that I take my shirt off and crawl in bed next to him. He cuddles up with me, and sets his head on my chest.
"Dally"
"Yes Brendon"
"I Love You"
