The light raindrops crashed against the window of the apartment, disturbing the heavy silence that hung in the air. You were sat upon your sofa, a hot cup of Tea/Coffee/Hot Chocolate warming up your frozen fingers. You'd spent the day searching for a job that included your passion for the bass guitar, yet like the other days it only left you empty handed.. You had a stable job at the local coffee shop, it was a peaceful place but you didn't want to work there for the rest of your days until retirement. You inspired to be like your older brother, Brendon Urie. You sipped the hot liquid as you scanned the internet, mostly looking at things his brother's fandom had tagged him in. You placed your cup upon the small coffee table by your feet before carefully pulling your legs up to get more comfortable with you laptop in hand. Your felt a soft buzz vibrate against your thigh, the small device's screen lit up to signal that you had a text message. Your picked up your phone and read the message with a soft smile on your face.
Beebo✨: Y/N, gEt yOuR lAzY aSs OuT oF BeD!
This made a soft laugh come to your lips as you quickly replied.
Y/N: HoW cOuLd YoU aSsUmE i WaS iN bEd!
Beebo✨: I wAnNa SeE mY lItTlE vRoThEr!
Y/N: Vrother?
Beebo✨: Yes, Vrother, now get your ass into your car and come over here! I'm lonely!
Y/N: Yes oh holy Bread Bin, I'll be there in a bit.
Before he could reply, you threw your phone to the side of you and jumped off the couch. You changed out of your F/A (Favourite Animal) onesies and into some black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and the white shirt with Brendon's best friend's band's logo printed onto the fabric. You chuckled, knowing it would annoy Brendon seeing his brother wearing another band's merchandise. You slipped on some white and black converses before grabbing a dark grey hoodie and your keys. Snatching your phone up off the couch, you walked towards the door, scanning around to make sure you didn't forget anything. You locked you apartment door before running down the stairs of the apartment complex, knowing that the elevator would be broken like usual. You made your way to your car, opening up the door before clambering inside and strapping yourself in with your seatbelt. A small nervous smile danced upon your lips as you made your way to your impatient brother house hold, half dreading to see what awaited there.
Sorry it's a short first chapter! I will try to make them longer in the future.
Stay alive my Skeleton Frens and Vros
-Capri
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FireFlies and ButterCups (Josh Dun X Male! Reader)
FanfictionY/N Urie is a typical guy trying to make it in the music industry like his older brother, Brendon Urie. But what will happen when Y/N gets offered a place in Brendon's best friend's band? Will this blossom into something beautiful or will everythi...
