Everything You Are - Brendon Urie *completed* (part 2/3)

seventy-three: stop thinking about the bullets from my mouth

I stretched and opened my eyes, the warmth surrounding me making me want to close them and fall back asleep. I turned to see that Brendon was already awake, smiling softly at me as I woke up and cuddled closer into him.

"Good morning sunshine," he mumbled, kissing my forehead as I closed my eyes and snuggled into his neck, finding it odd that he was already awake. I usually woke up before him. 

I laid in bed with him with my eyes closed, breathing slowly for a few minutes in peaceful silence. Suddenly, Brendon spoke.

"What would you do if I gave Dallon a blowjob?" he asked.

Not being entirely awake and not aware of how weird the question he had just asked was, I replied with the first thought that came to mind. "I'd ask why you didn't let me watch and film it."

A short silence fell between us before he chucked and said, "What?"

My eyes shot open, realizing what I'd just said and turned to Brendon, who was smirking at me.

"I mean--I--" I stuttered, attempting to cover for what I'd just said but Brendon was laughing and my cheeks were rapidly rising in temperature.

"Fuck off," I rolled my eyes and laid back down and Brendon pulled me closer to him, still laughing. 

"Is this some secret kink you've been hiding from me? You want to watch Dallon and I fuck?" he asked. 

"No, stop," I whined. "Why would you even ask something like that anyways? Have you given Dallon a blowjob or something?" 

"No," he said quickly. "I was just curious."

"Why are you all of a sudden getting so weird about your friendship with Dallon?" I asked, turning to him and his cheeks were now pink too.

"Forget it," he sighed. "It's complicated. But I have not done anything sexual with Dallon. You're the bi one, not me remember?"

I stared at him for a moment, unsure that he was actually telling the truth. I decided to drop the issue for the time being, but I knew there was something between those two that he wasn't letting on about. 

I pulled out of Brendon's arms, informing him that I was going to check on everyone else and left the room quietly, rubbing my eyes as I walked down the hallway. I stopped outside the bathroom when I heard a quiet snore, and turned back to it. I stepped inside and turned the light on to find that Dallon was asleep in the bathtub still in his giraffe onesie, his long legs wouldn't fit entirely and Muffin was passed out on his chest. I rolled my eyes, turning off the light and walking out to let him sleep. Everyone else was asleep in the living room, either on the floor or the couches, and I decided to let them sleep a bit longer. After a while, I'd been sitting at the table with a cup of hot tea and Dallon emerged, squinting at the light and sitting down at the table with me. 

"Do you want some tea?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"I don't like tea," he replied. He rubbed his neck and winced. "God you're bathtub is uncomfortable."

"How did you even end up in there?" I asked. 

"I don't really know, honestly," he said. "I don't remember much after that last bowl we smoked."

"Everyone pretty much fell asleep after that, so i don't know what you were doing," I said. "You need to get the keys down by the way, everyone has to leave at some point." 

"No worries," he said, standing and walking to the kitchen to effortlessly reach up to the top of the fridge and pull down the bowl with keys in it, setting it down on the table.