A senior in high school, 18 year old Brendon Urie is practically an adult. But not so mature. He's never had a job, never done anything for himself, and with college just around the corner, it's time he finally started getting his life together. Warning: Use of Vulgar Language, Violence, Suicidal Thoughts and Actions

Imagine having 30 days to fall in love, to find some to protect, make them trust you 100 percent, kind of hard right? Well, Dallon Weekes, a broken, but still a guardian angel (surprisingly since he was a bad guardian) has to find someone in a month and if he doesn't he will surely die.

Dallon doesn't realize that Brendon is on the bus when he does something reckless. Brendon doesn't like what he sees. WARNING: This story is VERY triggering. This trigger warning is NOT A JOKE. If you have the slightest chance of being triggered PLEASE do not read. Your safety and well being is more important than anything in the world so take care of yourself okay?

Brendon Urie was born deaf. He's been sheltered his whole life and home-schooled to adapt to his quiet life. But, the doctors found out that he could hear. It was barely, but there was hope. They eventually developed a hearing aid that could help him manage in the real world. He expects to make no friends until he meets someone that accepts him for who he truly is, Dallon Weekes.

"Why are you here?" The taller man shrugs as he looks drenched, standing still against the rush of raindrops falling from the sky. "I'm just here when I need to be."

Dallon and Brendon playfully banter in the kitchen before dinner.

Dallon Weekes. Classy, quite simple, and 'the good guy', or so everyone thinks. There's a small piece of his life that the kids at school, other than his closest friends, are missing out on. 17 year old Dallon isn't only one of the gayest guys you'll ever meet, he also has a daughter. A 1 1/2 year old daughter. Brendon Urie is your stereo typical 'rocker guy' with leather jackets and skinny jeans so tight, you could see the exact print of a nickel in his back pocket. Except, he's more of a closeted gay guy, very closeted. The two have some mutual friends and a few classes together, but never really talked to each other. Until a drunken game of spin the bottle, that is.

brendons sick; he needs dallon. © brendonyurri creds to @SPELLBOOKZ for cover idea

Sequel to Gayest Groupchat--- I suggest you read that first ✔️ Completed

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