the reason im breathing [ sarahxbrendon urie ]

Cause it's a cruel and beautiful world

Sarah sets her cup of fragile wine down on the marble counter, holding her breath as her waves fall on her face, she ignores it. She moves her hearing to the ticking of a clock in the background, soft jazz playing from the living room. She can't hear him, but she knows Brendon is tapping his foot to the beat of the song. She picks up the wine and walks to the living room.

"Hey." Brendon grins at her, slowing taking the glass from her hand and setting it on the piano. She replied with only a soft smile, not showing her teeth but pulling at the tips of her lips. He softly twirled her once, letting her go when she was facing him again. 

"You make me soft." Brendon stated, Sarah didn't know what that meant but she assumed it was a good thing. 

"And not hard?" she cocked her head, a little dirty joke here and there never hurt her. Brendon stared, he loved her but that was a really horrible joke, vulgar...bad. She smiled and grabbed her wine again before sitting down.

"When do you go on tour?" she watched him turn the music up a little higher. 

"Well," his expression fell as he backed away from the stereo. "Tomorrow."

She watched him before letting her shoulders fall, allowing a simple strap to fall off it.

"Oh." she quickly downed the rest of the wine and set the glass on the floor. Brendon sighed and kneeled in front of her on the floor. He grabbed her Ring hand with His. They didn't say anything, just stared at each other, both sighing every now and then.

"Want to go to bed?"

"sure."

A/N: AH I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN AWHILE AND THEN I COME BACK WITH A SHORT CHAPTER, OOF. BUT WOW THIS BOOK IS POPULAR.