I went around the party for hours trying to find Brendon. Saying he was drunk was an understatement. He had more shots then I could count and I was getting tired. I walked around for a few more minutes and finally found him passed out in the corner near the fireplace. "Wake up baby." I said slowly stroking my fingers through his hair. He moved around before slowly opening his eyes. "Let's get you home babe." I said. "My head hurts like a bitch." He said. "I'll take care of you babe, don't worry." I said reassuringly.
He smirked and grabbed my hand as we walked out the door together. He passed me the keys from this pocket knowing he was way too drunk to drive. I got in the drivers seat and put my foot on the brake as I turned the key. I entered our address into the GPS and began driving down the road. Brendon kept his hand on my thigh the entire ride.
When we finally arrived at the house, I helped Brendon out of the car and opened the front door. As soon as we got inside, he went straight to the couch to rest his head. While he was lying down, I got him a tall glass of cold water and an Advil. He swallowed the pill without hesitation. He kissed my lips before resting his head on my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair until he fell asleep. I grabbed the throw blanket that was next to me and I put it on top of us. Within minutes, I fell asleep too.
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Brendon Urie (smuts, imagines and fluffs)
FanfictionThis is going to be a ton of random little short stories about Brendon Urie. Each one is different from the last so you don't need to read them in order. ❤️
