Search & Seizure (Brendon Urie Fanfiction)

House of Memories

You had just gotten back from the grocery store and started to put everything away. You hear Brendon enter the kitchen and soon feel his arms snake around your waist.

"Hi sweetheart," He said quietly into your ear. The hair on your neck stands.

"Hi," you replied not turning around, just a smile playing at your cheeks.

He slid his hands down to hold your hips.

"I missed you," He spoke, placing kisses down your neck. You turn around to look at him.

"I was gone for a half an hour!" You smile.

"Well I was thinking about you," He said innocently, "For a half an hour." His tone changes. "All by myself," he adds as he pushes his hips into yours, pinning you against the counter.

God, you love it when he gets like this. Just an ordinary afternoon turns into something hot, purely because the thought of you turns him on. You enjoyed having such power over him.

You wrap your arms behind his neck.

"All by yourself, huh?" You teased with a smirk, "Well it's a good thing I'm home." You take him by the hand and head to the couch, pushing him down to sit. You climb onto his lap and kiss him, lacing a hand into his hair. You roll your hips a little and pull away.

"Is this what you were thinking about?" You cock your head.

He nods hungrily and you smile, diving back in. He slides his hands under your shirt and squeezes your breasts. You sigh and slip your tongue between his parted lips. Suddenly the feeling disappears and replaced with something else entirely. Something horrible.

Oh no. Not now.

The hand in his hair becomes heavy and you let it slide down to your side. Your stomach twists. Everything becomes confusing.

This exact same situation happened when you were dating your ex–and it caused the end of your relationship. You're not thinking clearly, but know you don't want to lose Brendon.

Brendon's hand moves down your body and into your panties. Your senses heightened yet fell away all at once. You jump away from him, onto your feet.

Brendon looks terrified. You'd had sex so many times and he was stunned–nothing like this had ever happened. He worried his touch made you uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry!" He says quickly, standing up and searching your eyes, "Y/n?"

"I–I..." You stumbled on your words, trying to come up with something rational to say, "I forgot to get something at the grocery store." You had no intent to actually go anywhere and you knew you wouldn't be able to make it anyway. You just wanted to escape it all so badly. You don't want to lose Brendon over this, like you lost your ex. Before Brendon could respond, you were walking over to the table to grab your keys and he followed you closely.

"Stop, Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, filled with concern. He takes hold of your arm to turn you around.

You wanted to throw up, even just spinning 180 degrees was far too much. Your arm tingled. You avoided eye contact and walked past him.

"Ij 'ust–" You try to say.

Brendon caught the dazed expression on your face as you went by and he would know that slurred speech from a mile away. He jogs after you and steps in front of you, grasping your shoulders.

"Sweetheart, are you gonna have a seizure?" He asked, more of a statement than a question. To his surprise, you object and step out of his hold.