#not that it matters. what do i bring to the table that others dont? subpar fanart of one specific blorbo that literally anyone could create

[the-kipsabian]

thinking about art but im also like

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Request:  Hi! Can you do a Brendon Urie imagine where they are secretly dating and they get caught making out by the rest of the band?

“You guys ready to go?”

You, Dan, Nicole, Kenny, Brendon, and Zack have plans to go out for drinks after the show. It is mid way through the tour, which has flown by. You have been on tour selling merch at the shows and handling merchandising and advertising demands on the road. Little did you know how close you would get to everyone- I mean I guess you should have assumed spending 24 hrs a day with these people it would be inevitable. What took you for a complete surprise was how close you and Brendon had grown. You guys had an instant connection and it grew from there. He became one of your best friends like the rest of the guys, but he grew into so much more. It's not that you don’t think the guys would be upset or irritated about yours and Brendon’s relationship, but you both agreed to keep your relationship under wraps. For starters you, the rest of the band, and Zack had such a dynamic and you didn't want to ruin that. What if it made everyone uncomfortable? Could you hang out with just the guys and not be the annoying girlfriend who tags along? Would Nicole feel ostracized- you were the closest to her and you hated not being able to tell her. Dan and Kenny wouldn't be able to see you as just one of the guys if they knew, could they? You raked your brain as you imagined the possibilities of being completely transparent with your relationship and it is terrifying. You wouldn’t forgive yourself if you fucked up anything about this tour, this band, and the crazy time you all had- any of it. So you and Brendon decided to keep your relationship under wraps until the tour ended- when things were settled. But that didn't keep you from Brendon- it couldn't even if you tried. Something between you was electric. You guys would find excuses to sneak off and be together- late night chats outside the bus, quickies in the dressing room, and on the off weeks of tour you would split going to your place and his.

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“Yeah, its really cold though- anyone have a jacket I can steal?”

“Yeah!” Brendon answered, way to quickly “It’s on the bus, we can just run and grab it and we’ll meet you guys there.”

“Cool” Dan said as he finished gathering his belongings “ Y/N just text me when you guys get there”. Everyone aside from you and Brendon started walking to the bar while you two went over to the tour bus.

“You can steal my denim jacket- I think it’s over on the top of my bunk”

You nodded, walked over to the bunk and threw on his jacket. It fit Brendon loose so you basically swam in it, but you loved that jacket. He basically lived in the jacket- it was incredibly worn with loose threads and tears all along the bottom edge and sleeves and the elbows were so worn out and faded. It smelt strongly of pot and after shave as you wrapped it around your body.

“Damn” Brendon exclaims, leaning against the sofa running the walls of the bus.

“What?” you asked walking over to him. You stand facing him, in between his legs. He bites his bottom lip and grabs the edges of the jacket.

“You just look really sexy in my jacket.” He pulls the jacket toward him pulling you along with it. His kisses you softly on the lips, still gripping the worn edges of his jacket. Your kiss gets more passionate quickly as he pulls one of his hands under the jacket to your lower back. You softly bite the bottom of his lip (which you know always turns him on). He pulls back slightly and with a mischievous smile walks toward you as you backup- until your butt is pressed against the counter on the opposing wall. He grabs your waist and lifts you onto the counter. You stretch your hands around his neck and wrap your legs around his waist. His hands find their way under the jacket, which had now fallen revealing your shoulder. Your kisses are passionate and his hands graze further under your loose tank top. You let out a soft moan as he moves from your mouth to your neck and collarbone and

“OH SHIT… uhhh… I”

There at the top of the stairs of the bus was Kenny, wide eyed and probably wishing he was anywhere but there. And in that moment, so did you.

“I just uhhh forgot my wallet sooo Im gooing to … uh… yeah … I’ll see you guys there.” He tripped over his words, avoiding any eye contact with you or Brendon. You couldn't even look at him you were so mortified- you just looked down at your shoes, wishing you could melt into the jacket. Kenny grabs his wallet off the table by the front of the bus and heads back outside. You hear the doors of the bus close shut.

“Shit.” you mutter under your breath and jump off the counter

“Babe, its fine, he probably didnt see anything..”

“Bren.” “Ok so he definitely did…”

You push past Brendon and start pacing the bus. Bredon sits on the sofa, hands in between his legs, hunched over as he watches you pace back and forth. “Y/N” its fine babe, relax. So what- I mean I told you since day one I think it's fine if the guys know.”

You groan and walk over the the counter across from Brendon and lean against it- facing him. “I just… I don't want things to change. If we fucked things up…” “Y/N” He motions you to come over to him as you comply. He grabs your hands in his.

“They were going to find out in a few months anyways, and honestly I'm surprised they don't already know. I mean it was only a matter of time before I lost all restraint and jumped you in the middle of a show or something”

You softly kick his foot as he laughs. His goofy, wide grin makes you chuckle

“It's going to be weird, right?” You ask him, looking in his eyes seeking some sort of assurance or comfort, even though you already knew the answer.

“Absolutely” he answered honestly. He strokes your arm as his other hand squeezes yours. “Everything is fucked?”

“God damn near apocalyptic.”

“Ugh” you pull him up from the sofa “Alright let's go”

-------------------------------------- You walk over to the bar and spot the guys at a table through the window. The staff brings you over to the private room and you throw your phone and wallet on the table.

“Hey- sorry we’re late”. You waited for the jokes, the remarks, and having that very uncomfortable conversation where you had to answer why you tried to hide it, how you guys started dating, blah blah blah- but it was almost unnerving how ordinary the night went. No one said anything about you and Bren- no weird smiles, hinting comments- nothing. The weirdest thing to happen was Kenny talking about the duck he almost fought on the walk to the bar, but at this point in the tour even that seemed pretty normal. At some point someone had to say something? You guys were too close for no one to

“So Kenny did you like the show?”

say something. Brendon sat there with a wide smile, winking at Kenny as he took another sip of his beer. Of course it was Brendon- just couldn't resist the impulse to bring it up. You nudge Brendon hard in the arm which only makes him laugh as he nearly spits out his beer. “I mean very subpar- very subpar” Kenny says in a pompous tone as his begins to swirl the whisky in his glass “The plot line- very predictable. And the male lead, not even good looking. Kind of a prick”  He continues to joke with such extravagance “ Too predictable of an ending- solid 7/10.” Everyone laughed and the night went on as you all chat and drank. At one point you and Nicole went to get drinks at the bar “Sooo you didn't tell me Brendon were a thing?” “Ugh I know, I’m sorry. I just.. Didn't want to fuck things up- you know?” You took a sip of your drink “We were going to just wait until after tour but I guess that didn't happen”

Nicole nodded and grabbed her drink from the bartender. “Did you know?” You ask her directly. She was being so nonchalant about the whole thing. “You guys are so chill. I mean it's not like I expected a big hoopla about it or anything but a reaction at least?”

“I mean we didn't know you guys were actually together, but no shit we knew something was going on- we do have eyes”

You laughed as Nicole nudged you, almost knocking you off the bar stool. “Haha no for real though, we all figured something was going on between you two. Just being around you guys- anyone can sense it. I assumed you guys at least talked about it with each other or something- at least I hoped so. And honestly, I am so happy for you guys. When you are around Brendon he is just so much happier- not so... all over the place. I think you really center him.”

You smiled in relief as Nicole continued “Thank god you guys are actually dating- or Zack was about to meddle in haha!”

The remainder of the night was wonderfully ordinary, as you were so grateful it was. You all went back to the bus and spent the remainder of the night writing jokes of songs, making dumb snapchat videos, impersonating each other- you had a particularly good Zach impression if you do say so yourself. As the night progressed everyone trickled to their bunks leaving just you and Bren on the sofa. You sat with your legs bent over his as he played with the rips on the knee of your jeans.

“You know” Brendon looks at you, pushing your hair behind your ear “I'm going to miss the secret dating thing.”

“You know that is your fault. You are the one who offered me your jacket” You smiled at him as he grabbed the collar of his jacket that you hadn't taken off all night.

“Dont regret that” He pulled you in close and with a raspy, tired voice whispered in your ear “You look sexy in my jacket”