christmas au!

DALLON'S POV

Today was December 25, Christmas day. I was inside my house getting ready to meet a special someone while I heard giggles and laughs from the children outside playing in the snow.

And that special someone happens to be my lovely boyfriend. Brendon Urie to be specific. We've been dating for a good 5 months now but theres a catch.

We haven't actually met each other in person before since we found each other on *** and we kinda fell in love with each other after some time. We've been texting, calling and even face timing one another everyday just enjoying each other's company even if we weren't actually there.

And what I adore about him the most was his personality. He was a happy and generous type of person, and has a bubbly kind of attitude, always hyper and a very outgoing guy also a bit of an emotional type when it comes to the things he loves.

Aside from his personality, I also always loved seeing his cute little smile whenever I get to face time him and the adorable blush that rises on his cheeks when he gets all flustered from my compliments and his laugh, even when we're teasing each other, I'll never get tired of it and- God I just love him so much. I love everything about him.

I keep smiling to myself, as I was putting on a plain black t-shirt, thinking about all the times Brendon and I spent talking to each other, until my thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing.

I go get it and pick up whoever was calling me and grin widely when I hear their voice.

"Merry Christmas Dallon!" Brendon says happily, practically yelling it out. Looks like someones in the Christmas spirit.

"Merry Christmas to you too Bren," I say back to him in the same cheery tone.

"What are you gonna be doing this Christmas?" He asks curiously, and I hear some rustling coming from his end but I ignore it.

"Oh nothing, just going to meet someone," I say casually, even though I'm actually screaming and squealing inside because this is going to be the first time I'm going to meet my beautiful boyfriend in person.

I hear him gasp loudly after I said that "Really? Who?" he asks me.

"Im not telling you, its a surprise," "Oh come on please?" "Its a surprise, I can't tell you!"

I wait for his response but instead I hear more rustling on his end of the phone and suddenly a loud thud sound of someone hitting the floor and a small groan, which sounds like Brendon, is heard on his end.

"Brendon? Are you okay?" I ask worriedly.

"Yeah yeah don't worry I'm okay," he answers me, laughing a little.

"What happened?" "I got all tangled up in Christmas lights while decorating my room and fell on the floor," He laughs again.

I chuckle lightly while smiling a bit at that and quietly mumble "My boyfriend is such a dork," and he somehow heard it.

"Did you just call me a dork, Mr. Dallon James Weekes?" He says in his "Anrgy Voice", he calls it that, though I know hes just pretending.

"Yes I did call you a dork, Mr. Brendon Boyd Urie," I say mimicking him while grabbing my white sweater with red straight and zigzagged lines across the center of it and put it over my head, wearing it.

"But you're my dork, a cute one that is," and he 'aw's when I say that.

"God, I wish I could spent this year's Christmas with you, Dal," says while sighing heavily "That would be the best thing ever honestly," he adds, a hint of sadness in his voice but I smile brightly because I'm going to make his wish come true.

"Oh don't worry, I'll be right over there," I say enthusiastically with a big grin still on my face.

"Awe Dallo- wait what, what do you mean you'll be right ove-" I cut him off with an 'I love you' and say a 'Goodbye' before hanging up. I quickly put on my shoes and hurriedly grab my phone and wallet, pretty much shoving it in my pockets while I leave my house going to where I remember Brendon's house is.

While walking there I glance over to where I heard the giggles from the kids I heard earlier, seeing them make snow angels on the ground with happy smiles shown on their faces as they laughed and joked around. I grinned as they waved at me with big smiles and say "Merry Christmas Mr. Weekes!" I look at them in complete awe while saying the same to them too.

I continue walking as snowflakes fall onto my hair and nose, I ignore it and focus my gaze to the brightly lighten neighbour hood with Christmas lights dangling on the top of peoples' houses, plastic reindeers and small snowmen as outdoor decorations, and kids caroling sweetly to each house on every block.

It was a sight to see really, because normally everyone would be inside their houses doing things as usual but seeing everyone being festive and playing outside was surprising to say the least.

Music, singing, and giggles filled the cold nights air as I strolled forward to Brendon's place.

While walking there, I passed by a little flower shop down a few blocks and thought to myself about buying flowers for him.

So I did.

I bought him a bouquet of pretty pink roses since I know that he absolutely loves those flowers. I also put beautiful orange tulips in the bunch, and a pink ribbon wrapping around the paper that held the flowers in the neat and lovely bouquet.

I pay and leave the flower shop with a smile still on my face, heading back to Brendon's house which wasn't too far away from here so it'll be only a few minutes till I'm there at his house

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Okay, maybe I underestimated those "few minutes" of going to my boyfriend's house but that doesn't matter anymore because right now I'm heading towards his place to surprise him!

I walk up his doorstep and knock on his door then hear some shifting and footsteps coming closer to the door and hear a "Who could that be?" from behind the door, and I assumed it was Brendon just from the voice.

I feel a tinge of excitement and happiness pulse through my veins when notice the doorknob turn and suddenly I'm met with someone who has dark fluffy hair under the Santa hat that they're wearing, chocolate brown eyes behind their black rimmed glasses, and pretty pink kissable lips.

I immediately recognise who it was.

"Dallon?!" Brendon yells out, shocked with big eyes and mouth agape. not expecting me to be here.

And before I could get even a single word out, he carefully pushes the flowers away and surges towards me then wraps his arms around my waist, hugging me tightly while burying his face into my sweater, almost making both of us fall over.

I regain my balance and smile softly at him, hugging him back while still being cautious of the flowers in my hand.

Theres a warm fuzzy feeling in my chest and butterflies fluttering in my stomach while holding him like this and I can't lie when I say I love it.

And after awhile of hugging, he pulls away slightly and looks up at me, with glossy eyes "I love you so much Dallon," he says wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie.

"Aw, Bren I love you so much more, I didn't mean to make you cry." I tell him.

"No no they're happy tears, I just didn't expect you to actually visit me- or like even meet me! But I'm so happy you did," he says smiling brightly. He looks adorable.

He just keeps his loving gaze on me then gasps when he sees my hair.

He goes on his tippy toes and reaches up for the top of my head and ruffles up my hair.

"Heyy, what was that for?" I fix up my hair, since Brendon made it all messy. "You had a lot of snow in your hair and I wanted to brush it off!" He explains then hear him mumble "Though you did look cute," and I blush slightly at what he said and he just smiles more at me.

"You're cuter," I tell him and he smirks mischievously "Of course I am," he says proudly, putting his hands on his hips. Sassy little dork. "I knew you would say that," I laugh and he just laughs along with me.

By the time our laughter died down Brendon was welcoming me in his house, while holding my hand.

"I know I know my house isn't decorated that much since I wasn't finished decorating and didn't expect any visitors but we could continue to decorate if you want?" He asked while looking up at me.

"Oh I'm in," I say and he smiles and lets go of my hand, already going to get the decorations. "But also before we start decorating," I grab his hand and turn him around to face me, making the both of us get into a dip position and he stares at me with a confused look.

I smile softly and lightly kiss his nose, making him blush a bit which makes me smile even more. I pull him up and show him the bouquet of flowers I bought him.

"Awe goddammit Dal I don't deserve you," he says while taking the flowers "And its even my favourite flowers!" He exclaims as he was looking in the bouquet and I notice that his cheeks are tinted a dark red color too.

"How did you know?" "Know what?" "My favourite flowers?" "You've talked about how much you loved pink roses one time and I never forgot about it,"

I answer him and see that he was looking down at the bouquet while blushing furiously, almost making him look like an apple, not like he was aware though but then I hear Brendon sniffling a little which made me worry. Shit did I do something wron-

"I-I have the best fucking boyfriend ever," he whispers, looking back up to me with a smile on his face. I return the smile, feeling relieved that I didn't do anything wrong and kiss his dark red cheeks. He holds onto the flowers and turns around going to a different room.

"I'll be back, I'll just put these in a vase and get back with the decorations!" He calls out as he walks into, what I assume, is the kitchen. So I wait patiently in the living room, going over to the couch but I get stopped by a bark coming from behind it.

I look behind the couch and see a small dog that had white and brown colored fur with a black collar around its neck as well.

The dog stares at me with a threatening look then suddenly pounces up at me, causing me fall onto the couch and giving him a chance to sniff and crawl all over me.

He sniffs at my hair and neck then at my sweater, he looks back up at me with big eyes and a wide open mouth, dog breath was the first thing my nose took notice of but then he starts licking all over my face, I think it's because of Brendon's scent and thats what made him trust me but its better than a dog growling loudly at me.

He keeps licking and licking at my face, making me burst out in laughter and I try to get him to stop it. I attempted moving my face away but he just continues to keep giving me doggy kisses.

"Br-Brendon! You didn't tell me you had a d-dog!" I yelled out in between laughs, as the dog started to bark playfully.

I open my eyes, that I didn't noticed I closed and realise Brendon was standing in front of the couch with a box full of decorations in his hands.

"Awe you two look so adorable together!" He squeals as he grins sweetly and I couldn't help but chuckle softly at.

"You didn't tell me you got a dog! Hes so cute," I say as I sit up with the dog in my lap and Brendon sits beside me.

"I got him last week at the pet store actually, hes a Jack Russell Terrier and his name is Bogart," he replies while petting At Bogart's head gently and turns to me.

"So, decorating time?" "Absolutely,"

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An hour later after putting up the decorations with Brendon and Bogart. Pretty garlands were decorated across the doors and stairs, bright Christmas lights were twinkling outside, and shiny little ornaments were hung up on the tree.

Soft music was playing in the background as Brendon and I put the star on the tree to top it off.

I look over at him and see the proud smile on his face as he looks over at the room we had just finished decorating with the Christmas decors.

"So," I start and he looks over to me "What do you wanna do now?" I ask him.

He looks over to the speaker where the soft music is playing then back to me while holding out his hand "Care to dance, my love?" He asks and I smile softly at him and take his hand.

"Of course, sweetheart," I tell him and see the slight redness on his cheeks. Brendon puts his hand on my shoulder and I put mine on his waist as I admire his bright smile, coffee brown eyes, pink dusted cheeks, and his cute nose.

We both start slow dancing while gazing fondly in each other's eyes, Brendon leads the way and looks up at something for a second then looks back at me, resting his head on my chest and I put my chin on his Santa hat in response.

I take in the moment for a second. Bogart sound asleep on the couch, as me and Brendon dance slowly to the calm soothing music, hand in hand, both of us just enjoying the moment.

Until Brendon lifts his head from my chest and looks at me in the eyes, his stare flickering from my lips from time to time.

"Dal, look up," he suddenly says.

"Why may I ask?" "Because I said so,"

I don't ask him anymore questions, since I thought it would be useless asking the same thing, and look up.

Oh my God.

Theres a mistletoe.

"Oh, Brendon you absolute dork you planned this didn't yo-" I tell him but I get cut off with his soft lips on mine. I immediately shut up and put both of my hands on his waist as I kiss back, feeling Brendon smile widely at that.

He holds my face in both of his hands, kissing me sweetly and gently making me grin more into the kiss.

My eyes flutter closed as Brendon and I continue kissing, getting lost in the way how his soft, soft lips move slowly with mine.

And after a little while we both pull away with big grins on our faces and an obvious blush on both of our cheeks.

"Merry Christmas, Dallon."

"Merry Christmas to you too, Brendon."

"Oh and Dal? I did plan out that kiss,"

"Oh you dork come here," and I kiss him again under the mistletoe.

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(MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE!! i hope you all are having a wonderful Christmas and if you don't celebrate it then i hope you have a fantastic day :)

also thank you for reading my oneshot! i really appreciate that and i hope you liked this!

and the only reason i put *** is because I couldn't think of anything

Merry Christmas and happy holidays)