illimerence

Panic! at the Disco
Brendon/Spencer
R
I am in a disgustingly fluffy mood today. Forgive me.



Spencer's standing by the escalator, sunglasses covering half of his face. One hand's playing with his hair a little, the other's wrapped around a cardboard sign with the word dork printed on it carefully. Brendon can't help the grin that splits his face.

He doesn't run to Spencer, but it's close enough, and when he throws his arms around Spencer's shoulders he's almost expecting Spencer to throw him off or something (he's never been big on public displays of affection), but instead Spencer grips him back, almost pulling him off his feet. “I missed you,” Brendon sort of half chokes out, and Spencer snorts, says “I know,” and kisses him in the middle of the airport.

Brendon floats the rest of the way to the bus. When Spencer reaches for his hand, he squeaks, and floats even higher.

(Spencer says, “what?” and Brendon says, “nothing,” but Spencer has never actually initiated public hand-holding before.)

“The place isn't too great,” says Spencer, as they walk to his apartment.

“Do I get to meet your roommate?” says Brendon.

The apartment is decent enough for college student standards, kind of cluttered and smelling vaguely of weed (Brendon giggles. “Have you been getting high, Spence?”); and the roommate (who also smells of weed) is one of those guys Brendon just wants to climb on. (Given the choice, Brendon would climb on a great many guys, but Jon seems to be one of the only guys who would let Brendon climb on them.)

Spencer kisses him in the kitchen, and in the living room in front of Jon, and in the hall and in the bathroom and on the stairs. Brendon's pretty sure he's going to be a big puddle of goo when he gets home, just from all the kissing they're doing. Then he realizes that he's going to get to sleep in the same bed as Spencer, and melts even more.

Spencer takes Brendon out to dinner, and seriously, Brendon is almost freaking out – Spencer is being so out of character, he has no idea. They go to a movie, and then get desert, and when they get back Jon's out so they have sex on the kitchen floor.

Afterward, Brendon lays with his back bent at an awkward angle against the kitchen counter, and Spencer curls between his legs with his face against Brendon's stomach, and Brendon says, “woah.” Spencer smiles sleepily up at him, and says, “yeah?” and nudges him to his feet, and they go and brush their teeth together (which is totally more awesome than Brendon had thought it would be) and get undressed (more so than they already are) and climb into bed. Spencer hooks his arm over Brendon's hips and presses his lips to the back of Brendon's head. Brendon falls asleep happy and satisfied.

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Brendon wakes, and Spencer's not there, but his roommate, Jon, is sitting in the kitchen drinking a coffee. He offers Brendon some, which is totally awesome. Brendon always likes people who offer him coffee.

“Hi,” Brendon says, and sits at the counter, swinging his legs.

“Hey,” Jon says, “Brendon.”

They sit in silence for a while until Jon says, “Spencer said to meet him for lunch at the Umbrella Academy.”

Brendon says, “where?” and Jon says, “just outside of campus, run by these goth brothers,” and Brendon says, “um, what is it?” and Jon looks at him with a dude-u-r-so-retarded look like Voldemort would and says “it's a coffeehouse, oh child genius.”

Brendon snorts. “Fuck you and your sarcasm, dear sir! I play fifteen different instruments!”

Jon says, “what, seriously?” and Brendon nods triumphantly. “Holy shit,” Jon murmurs. Brendon laughs at him.

Come lunch, Brendon's sitting at a tiny cafe stuck between a record store (DecayDANCE Records) and a clothing boutique (COBRA STYLE). There's an umbrella painted on the window, and the barista has died black hair and red eyeliner and is wearing this freaky marching jacket instead of an apron, so Brendon's pretty sure it's the place Jon described, but it's quarter to one and Spencer said his class finished at twelve so Brendon's getting kind of antsy.

To be honest, he'd be getting antsy anyway. He hasn't taken his Ritalin in two years. Still, when Spencer strolls around the corner, Brendon jumps to his feet and grins.

“Hey,” says Spencer, and kisses him. Brendon does this little flailing thing with his arms because he is so very very happy that Spencer is kissing him in the middle of a public place. Back in Vegas, Spencer wouldn't even hold his hand at the cinema because he didn't want kids in his class to see him.

Spencer orders Brendon an ice cherry mocha with whipped cream and chocolate sauce, and gets himself an orange juice and a slice of vegetarian keish. The guy behind the counter says, “oh, Spence, is this your boyfriend?” in this weirdly nasal Jersey accent, and waggles his eyebrows. He puts extra cherry in Brendon's drink.

Brendon says, “I love you,” in total awe of this freaky gothic barista who puts extra cherry in his drink just because he's going out with Spencer. The guy laughs, says, “I'm way out of your league, kid,” and goes back to reading a copy of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.

Brendon. Is. High. On. Life.

They go shopping. Rather, Brendon goes shopping, because he still lives with his parents so has money to burn from his job at the Smoothie Hut. Spencer just drags him around all the shoe shops and drools over thousand-dollar sneakers. (Brendon says, “jesus, you are so gay,” and Spencer looks shocked and says, “not true! I have the prettiest girlfriend in the world!” and Brendon hits him over the head with a bag filled with cowboy shirts.)

Then they have sex in one of the changing rooms in the mall, and Brendon comes all over the mirror. “Ew,” he says.

Spencer buttons his own pants, very carefully, and then says, “run.”

+

Spencer has homework, so Brendon sits at one end of the table eating fried noodles while Spencer types up an essay due in the next day. He says, “jesus, Spence, cutting it a little close,” and Spencer says, “you were here, I couldn't just neglect you in favor of a decent grade.” Brendon tries not to squee around his chopsticks.

They have more sex, and Jon bangs on Spencer's bedroom door and says, “shut the fuck up, I have company,” and Spencer may or may not choose that moment to shove his hips forward hard enough to make Brendon see stars, and Brendon may or may not yell a string of curse words at the ceiling and come.

Outside the door, there's silence, and then Jon says, “ew, I did not just hear you come.”

Brendon says, “ew, you totally did.”

Spencer says, “jesus, Brendon,” and his hips stutter forward. When they reappear from the bedroom for ice cream and movies, Jon is sitting at the far end of the kitchen with his girlfriend who looks at them and bursts into laughter.

Brendon says, “yeah, I'm pretty smooth,” and Spencer says, “oh, shut up, you,” and kisses him. Jon pretends to throw up. His girlfriend says, “aw, I think they're sweet.”

“You can shut up, too,” Spencer says seriously.

She laughs even harder.

+

There's not much to do, so mostly they eat and watch movies and play video games and have a lot of sex. Brendon thinks that this is maybe the coolest way to spend a break in classes, like, ever. Spencer secretly thinks so, too.

+

Spencer turns over in bed the night before Brendon has to fly home, and says, “hey, Bren, hey. I love you.”

Brendon beams at him through the dark. “I love you too,” he says. Then he turns his face into the pillow and makes weird high-pitched happy noises until Spencer says, “they will never find the body.”

Brendon rolls towards Spencer and smooshes his face into his chest. “But you love me, Spencer Smith,” he says, and mouths at Spencer's collarbone.

Spencer says, “I should'a never told you.”

Brendon says, “it wouldn't stop it from being true.”