Hey doods!
So my friend and I are writing some one shots under my account so if you want you can check em out!
Thank yas"Ok fuckers get up." Zack demanded as he slapped the both of us in bed with a pillow.
We groggily turned to the side to face him, my arms around Brendon's. Even though the bed was small, we were both skinny and found a way.
"Look, we've got to get to an interview in an hour. So get your skinny little asses in the shower and get ready."
Brendon looked back at me, biting his lip suggesting that we should 'shower'. He pulled himself out of bed after pecking me on the lips and led me down the aisle of the bus. Just as we were about to step into the bathroom when Zack yelled from the drivers side.
"Brendon..."
Brendon sighed and rolled as if he just got in trouble by his parents.
"What. Zack."
Zack turned around and gave us a sarcastic smile. "Seperate. Showers please. We need to hurry."
Spencer lost it at his bunk and Brendon pouted and slammed the bathroom door behind him, leaving me out. I was still a bit confused from Brendon and Zack's father-son argument, but we were on a time constraint.I skipped taking a shower because by the time Brendon got out and ready, we had to leave.
We made our way out of the tour bus and walked across the street into a large glass-windowed building. It looked so cold, so professional.
Ew.
I'm so happy I never got into business, it seemed so boring. All day long you were in a small gray box surrounded by other small gray boxes filled with gray people. That must be hell.By the time we got in there, checked in, and sat down for the interview I realized I couldn't be Dallon. Not Dallon Weekes, fill in bassist for Panic! At the Disco, but Dallon Weekes boyfriend to Brendon Urie. It was uncomfortable to keep it all in but it was for the best.
Throughout the whole conversation Brendon seemed so fidgety. His legs kept moving positions as well as his hands, and he could never say something without Spencer having to finish it. You could tell he way uncomfortable by this too.
"So Dallon, how have you adapted to the band?"
I was caught off guard by the question because no one usually cares about me, and I'm fine with that I guess.
"Well..." I giggled and realized this was the perfect opportunity to make Brendon feel better. I laid my arm around his shoulder showing our 'friendship'. "You can say we're best buds. Even though I've only been with them for one tour, I've had my share of experiences."
"Oh really? Can you share?"
No I will not share.
"You know, crazy nights on the town." I gave out a forced laugh that seemed to convince him and led him to move on to the next question.
I kept my hand cupping Brendon's right shoulder, leaving him at ease. A couple of times, when the crew was looking away, he would lay his hand on mine and just smile. That damn smile could cure cancer. He would look down with embarrassment and his glasses would fall off, leaving him even more embarrassed and red. It was so cute, I had to hide a kiss when the interviewer was looking away.
When we finally got back to the bus Brendon looked annoyed. I quite couldn't tell why, but he just plopped on the couch and threw his hat on the ground. Spencer noticed his state of frustration so he decided to move to the front of the bus leaving Brendon and I alone.
He looked up at me with a straight face. I didn't want to deal with him, but if I didn't ask now, all hell would break loose later.
I rolled my eyes,
"What Brendon? What do you want?""It's been over two weeks." He sighed.
I sat down next to him and pulled him closer, letting his head rest on my chest. I ran my fingers through his thick brown strands of hair making him move up closer and closer to my face. He sat up and slowly began to unzip my pants. I smacked his hand and held his face up away from my lower region.
"Bad Brendon!" He looked disappointed." Save that for tonight."
I sat up, winked and left for the front of the bus. He still sat there confused, but then slowly grinned at the thought of what was to come.Ahhh don't worry I'll be updating more frequently this week!
YOU ARE READING
Not Everything Goes According to Plan (Brallon/Ryden)
FanfictionDallon is the newest member of Panic! At the Disco, but what will happen as he finds out the frontman Brendon has a secret crush on him? Shit will happen. That's what.