At Last (Brendon Urie X Reader)

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Dallons POV

Standing in front of me, Y/N. 18 years we've waited for the right time to do so. Now it's time.

"I don't think I can Ryan" I turn around to meet his gaze.

"Come on Dallon, we've been preparing, you have to!"

"Why can't you do it? Why does it have to be me?"

I can physically see the shiver run down his spine.
Before I know it, I get punched in the arm, not hard but playfully.
"EW Dallon, you know she's my sister! I'm not doing it! Plus I can't mind control"

As I start to pace my self towards Y/N, I let out a loud sigh still not believing I'm about to do this.

Your POV

I sit down on the bench, and pull out my phone so I'm not bored to death waiting for the train. Even though there's people all around me, I feel like I'm being watched. Somewhere in the crowd, there are eyes watching me.

I shiver at the thought, but I shake it off as it's ridiculous. Why would anyone be staring at me?

I jump at the sudden touch of a strangers hand on my shoulder.

Dallon's POV

"Excuse me, but could you please show me where the bathroom is?" Y/N sinks into the chair more. Like it was a relief of what I had asked her.

"U-um s-sure..." she lifts her hand up and points in the direction. I follow her point and my eyes meet the sign that says 'mens'.

"Thank you!" But instead of leaving I turn back around to meet her gaze, letting my eyes turn orange.

"Wha-"
"How about I take you home?"
"I'd love that"

Your POV

"I'd love that"

No I wouldn't, what's happening. Why'd I say that! No wait. I didn't say that! Did I just get controlled, NO that's not possible! All I have to do is turn and run. Ready. 3. 2. 1. RUN!!

I start to panic, I can't control my body, only my mind. I can't move. I'm stuck in a body that I don't have any control over.

Who is he?
Tall, too tall, scary tall, powerful tall.
That hair.. Dark hair that flys into his eyes...I've seen him before...maybe in a dream? Maybe.

-at your house-

I twist the keys in the door, letting Dallon in the house with me. He lets out a sigh, I look up from the ground in confusion, almost as if I'm gaining control over my body again.

"I'm sorry" Dallon mumbled, but loud enough for me to hear.

At that moment I get released, full control again, I groan as I nearly fall backwards onto the door. Now holding my head, as it throbs, like a headache, but.. different.
"I can't do this...not the way you wanted Ryan.. I can't" he looks at the ground, thinking of his next move.

"W-What, who are you, why are you here, who's Ryan, what's happening-"
And that right there, was the last I moment I knew happened before getting knocked out by a flying fry pan, straight to my face.

Dallons POV

Sorry Ryan, I can't just use her like that. She doesn't deserve it.
Next thing I know, my hand is around the handle of a frying pan, without me even second thinking my choice I throw the pan with force at her, hitting in the head and making her fall down. Stillness. Whoops, too hard.