(Okay but like... I freaking love that pic of Brendon.. okay! Well anyways! I'm having fun writing these soo.. onto the next one!)

Brendon loves going to parties. Everything at a party seemed fun to him. The lights, the music, and some of the people, not most, but some.

He usually never really went to parties though, he never had anybody to go with so he would always just brush them off and do something else.

But yet here the short man was, walking into a a party, of which he didn't even know the host of, with his friend Pete.

He had gone with Pete because the other man had convinced him that it would be fun and that he would have a good time. Brendon knew Pete just wanted to see his boyfriend but he still went.

It was fine until Pete started to walk faster through the crowd of people. Brendon had been keeping up with him, but Pete quickly started getting further and further away from him as he walked through the people.

Brendon still could see him until they got to a corner in the house and he disappeared into a different room. He looked around but he couldn't see Pete anywhere. He'd lost him in all the groups of people.

The short man looks around for a second before finding a small corner by the stairs of the house, he quickly walks over to it and sits down, pulling his knees to his chest.

The party had now become boring to him seeing as Pete had left him and he literally knew no one else in the house. He sighs and looks around for a second before his eyes land on the kitchen.

It was actually empty so he got up and started walking over to it, might as well get a drink right?

Once he was there he just looked around for a second, seeing red solo cups on the counter and liquor bottles around on the floor and the island. He grabs a cup and looks around for a bottle of water. No way in hell was he gonna get drunk without friends.

He searches for a second but he ends up finding a bottle of water in the fridge, he pulls it out and pours it into the cup, placing the empty bottle in the trash.

He sighs and leans against the counter, slowly taking small sips from his water. He thought he was gonna have fun with Pete but of course, he should've known better.

While Pete was having fun with friends, and boyfriend, here he was sitting in the kitchen of a strangers house, drinking water rather than beer.

"Well this is fun," he thinks to himself. He chuckles slightly and moves to lean against the counter, pulling his phone out in the process.

He entertains himself by playing some random game Josh probably downloaded on his phone. He always did that, usually when he would come over he would take Brendon's phone and download whatever games he wanted and Brendon never deleted them.

I mean hey, they came in handy for times like this right?

He sat there for about five minutes playing a game until he felt a hand on his waist and a person standing beside him.

He instantly froze and turned a little to look at this mystery person. He was very tall, had brown hair, and piercing blue eyes.

Basically long story short, he was hot.

The stranger smiles charmingly down at him and Brendon looks up at him, being able to muster a small smile.

"Hello love, how're you?" He smirks a little and leans back against the counter beside Brendon.

A light blush dusts Brendon's cheeks as he still leans on the counter, noticing how the others hand still stays on his waist.

"I'm good. Super bored though," he sets his phone down and takes a drink of his water, turning all of his attention to the tall man.

The man slightly smirks and looks at him with an amused look.

"Oh, are you now? And why's that?" He still has that amused look on his face which slightly confuses Brendon but he shrugs it off.

"My friend left me and there's literally nothing to do here. No, I'm not gonna get drunk without my friends, or friend that is. I know no one else here and I'm bored as hell." He sighs and moves a little closer to the taller.

"Well, I'm sorry you're not having a good time, handsome. I thought I'd come talk to you, maybe cure your boredom?" He smiles once again and he slowly moves a hand to Brendon's hip, slowly and gently rubbing circles into it with his thumb.

Brendon hums slightly and shrugs.

"If you'd like. That's up to you. Not like there's anything else to do at this party. So, sure." He smiles up at him and he moves to interlace their fingers.

He didn't know why but he felt safe around the taller, even if he was a flirt, he was still caring.

They had back and forth conversation for about ten minutes, although most of it was Brendon ranting about how boring the party was.

By now had gotten closer in proximity, their chests were pressed against each other, the taller's hands around his waist and Brendon's hands on his chest. They were looking into each other's eyes, Brendon having to look up because of the man's height.

The stranger started to lean down until his lips ghosted over Brendon's. Brendon moves his hand to caress his jaw, their eyes never parting.

Their lips were almost touching, Brendon's eyes slowly starting to shut as he leaned up more to him.

"Oh! Hey Brendon!"

Both of them immediately pulled apart, but he still kept one of his arms around Brendon's waist. Brendon's face flushed red and he turns to look at Pete, who was now standing in front of them.

"Hey! Sorry I lost you earlier!" Pete laughs slightly but he has a somewhat apologetic look on his face.

Brendon nods a little and looks at him.

"Yeah it's f-fine. No big deal." He shrugs and looks at his feet, still embarrassed from the events before.

"Oh, I see you've met Dallon!" Pete suddenly pipes up, looking between Brendon and the stranger, now known to be Dallon.

Brendon nods,"Yeah I suppose I have." He smiles slightly and looks back up at Pete, grabbing his water and taking another drink of it.

"Well, Brendon Urie," he gestures to brendon before turning to dallon,"and Dallon! Dallon Weekes! Host of the party." He smiles sort of triumphantly as he looks between them.

Dallon smirks a little as Brendon's eyes go wide and he basically chokes on his water.

The man he just ranted to about how boring the party was for ten minutes straight, WAS the host of the party.

Pete is completely oblivious to the situation and turns a little away from them.

"Well you two have fun! I'm gonna go find Patrick." He bounds off in the direction of the living room, leaving Brendon and Dallon alone.

Brendon turns to look at Dallon as the taller just has an amused smirk on his face.

"You-I- you're the host?! Why'd you let me rant! You could've told me you were the host!" He runs a hand through his hair anxiously as Dallon just laughs a little.

"Hey you're fine, darling. It was fun to see you rant about how boring my party was. I don't mind." He pulls Brendon to his chest, as they regain their old position.

Brendon huffs and looks at the ground.

"No it's not okay and now I feel bad...You should've stopped me."

Dallon just chuckles and shakes his head.

"Nah, like I said it's fine. You're okay, I didn't mind, it was actually pretty amusing."

Brendon sighs and leans his head on Dallon's chest, his arms moving to be around his neck. Dallon still keeps his arms around his waist until he slowly moves one to lift up Brendon's chin with his finger and thumb.

Brendon's eyes meet his, and Dallon slowly leans down again, his lips once again ghosting over Brendon's.

Dallon looks to him, silently asking for permission. When Brendon nods, Dallon slowly leans down and connects their lips, for a sweet and gentle kiss.

(Aye another one! I was bored and I had time so yeah XD it's not that good but, hope you enjoyed!
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