Is This Taboo? - Brendon Urie Fanfiction

*Chapter 51*

Mia's POV

I was standing inside Brendon's bathroom, ear pressed to the door, praying to God that Jaron didn't find me in here.

I mostly heard mumbled voices, until Jaron raised his, talking about underwear.

What's the big deal about underwear?
I froze once more, quietly filtering through the items of clothing Brendon had hurriedly shoved at me.

There was my shirt, my pants and my bra.

Well shit. Where were my underwear?

I was so worried about being caught that I screamed and jumped when Brendon opened the bathroom door, dropping my clothes on the floor, leaving me completely exposed.

Brendon smirked while chuckling,
"He's gone babe, but these almost got us in trouble!" He said smugly, dangling my pair of underwear in front of my face.

I snatched them off him before beginning to push him out the bathroom so I could get changed.

"I recommend you have a shower," he said, halting in the door way.

"And why is that?" I asked, slightly  confused by the origin of his suggestion.

"Because you smell like sex," he said chuckling.

I could feel my cheeks flush.

"Wouldn't you need a shower then too?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest.

"Nah cause I ooze sex, nobody would think any differently," he explained cockily.

"Well you're not getting anymore from me with that attitude!" I said jokingly, closing and locking the bathroom door and jumping in the shower.

Once clean, I turned off the water and got out the shower.

I stepped in front of the bathroom mirror, only now noticing the love bites scattered across my body.

Great, got to make sure I cover those up!

I slipped on yesterday's clothes and gave myself a quick once over before unlocking the bathroom door and re-entering Brendon's room.

He was nowhere to be seen, so I debated whether to wait for him to return or to look for him.

After waiting for 5 minutes and becoming extremely bored, having already sifted through Brendon's minimal possessions, I exited the room and began wandering down the hallway.

I heard noise coming from somewhere downstairs, so I assumed that would be a good place to start.

The noises became louder as I moved closer and closer to the source.  I turned around a corner and found Brendon in the kitchen making food.

"Toast?" He asked looking up at me and smiling.

I smiled and nodded, moving closer to him. He gave me a kiss on the cheek before saying,

"You smell good,"

"Thanks," I said looking up at him. I noticed his hair was slightly damp.

"Why is your hair wet?" I asked with a smirk.

"You didn't actually think I wasn't going to shower did you?"

I shrugged my shoulders before Brendon pulled me into a hug. We stood there in each others arms until the toaster popped, scaring the life out of us.

We both laughed before grabbing a piece, adding some spread and eating.

By the time we had finished, it was coming up to 2pm.

"It's so late already!" Brendon commented, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his now full stomach.

"That's what happens when you sleep past midday!"

He retorted by sticking his tongue out at me before collecting our dishes and moving them to the sink.

"So what did you want to do? My parents won't be back for another hour so did you want to chill and watch a movie or something?" Brendon asked, returning to where I was sitting.

"Sure. I'll make sure I'm clear of here before your parents are home," I said with a soft smile.

Brendon chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck in the process.

"What?" I asked with a confused smile.

"Well I was kind of hoping that you'd stay and you know, meet them,"

My smile grew, pulling Brendon into a hug.

"I would love to meet your parents,"

He smiled back at me before taking my hand and leading me into the lounge where we set up a movie and watched until we heard noise from outside the front of the house.

"That must be them," Brendon said nervously, raising from the couch and extending me a hand.

I took his hand so he could pull me up and led me to the front of the house.

Just as we reached the front door, who I could only assume was his mother, opened the door and stepped into the house.

"Brendon!" She exclaimed with a huge smile on her face, extending her arms for a hug.

He rolled his eyes before smiling and withdrawing his hand from mine to wrap his arms around his mother.

"I've missed you!" She said into the crook of his neck.

"I've missed you too mum," he said with a sigh although I could tell that he was genuinely happy to see her.

"Where's dad?"

"He's got a few errands he needs to run but he'll be home for dinner." She explained softly.

She looked over Brendon's shoulder and saw me standing awkwardly in the hallway.

"Brendon," she asked, not taking her eyes off me and a smile growing on her face? "Who might this be?"

Brendon removed himself from her grasp before walking towards me, wrapping an arm around my waist and introducing me.

"Mum, this is my girlfriend Mia." He said proudly, a huge smile across his face.

"Nice to meet you Mrs Urie," I said quietly with a smile.

"No please, call me Grace," she said with a kind smile, "and I must say you're beautiful. How did you manage to get someone like her?" She said, directing the last question to Brendon.

"I'm asking myself the same thing," he said smiling down at me before giving me a kiss on the cheek. The slight pda caused me to blush.

"Well let's hope you haven't ruined my kitchen in the month I've been gone as I'd love to have Mia stay for dinner," she joked, making her way into the kitchen.

"I'd love to," I said with a smile, genuinely happy about how Grace seemed to like me so far.

"Great! Is lasagne alright?"

I nodded, with Brendon quickly butting in,

"She makes the best lasagne!!" He sounded like a little kid, causing both me and his mother to giggle.

"Alright, I'll need to get some things from the shops but I'll go and find your sister first," she announced before heading upstairs in search for Kara.

"That went well," Brendon said as he wrapped both arms around my waist, pulling my front toward his.

"Yeah I guess it did," I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He smirked down at me before planting a kiss on my lips, holding it for a few seconds before pulling away and leading us back into the lounge.