A Fear Of Falling Apart ✿ Brendon Urie Daughter

Chapter Thirty Four

Before you read; I'm so so sorry. Don't kill me. Don't cry; craft! 

Enjoy. 

"Wake up, wake up, daddy and Ryro." Brooke called, jumping on the bed. Ryan groaned and rolled over. Brendon, in the other hand, sat up and rubbed his eyes. Brookes small feet slowly got caught in the ruffled blankets, and she quickly fell forward. Letting out a yelp, she tumbled in to Brendon's chest. Her small body hit square in the middle of his chest, knocking the air out him. Brendon coughed and held Brooke to his chest. Coughing once more, he  cleared his throat and rubbed his face.

Giggling Brooke was picked up by Brendon. Now sitting up, Brendon pulled off the blanket, as he sat Brooke on his lap. "You okay princess?" Brooke nodded, still giggling. Ryan chuckled from beside them. Brendon looked around Brooke's face for any marks. Brooke didn't seem hurt at all, but Brendon was checking her anyway. His father instincts were kicking in. 

"Daddy Brendon is out today." Ryan said, rolling his eyes and sitting up. Brendon scoffed playfully, continuing to look over Brooke. Ryan sat next to Brendon, chuckling at the two. Ryan wrapped his arm around Brendon's shoulders.

"Kinky." Brendon said, smiling seductively, with a smile wink on his face. Ryan's face turned bright red and he looked down. Ryan placed his hand over his warm cheek attempting to hide his smile. He muttered a 'god damn it' under his breath. "Mhm, I didn't know that you like it like that... You must have a daddy kink," Brendon smirked, teasing Ryan. "Sexy." Brooke looked up with confused as of the words. Clearly, she didn't understand what Brendon was saying to Ryan. Which both of them were thankful for. The last thing that Brendon wants into teach Brooke about the bird and the bees. God, Brendon thought, it's going to be awkward when she gets older. 

"You're such a dick, Bren." Ryan couldn't help but smile at Brendon's blunt comments. Brendon is such a flirt. 

"You know you love my dick, Ryan." 

"Oh my god!" Ryan's eyes widened. "You're lucky she doesn't know what you are talking about. You fuc- freaking pervert."Ryan cut him off from swearing, glancing at the small girl on Brendon's lap. Picking up Brooke, he made his out the door, leaving Brendon by himself. "Get dress you nerd." Ryan laughed, closing the door. After making his way to the kitchen, he placed Brooke on the islands. He began to pull out food to cook. With the help of Brooke (not to mention how much they placed around), they had finally made pancakes and over-easy eggs. With Ryan found out that Brooke's favorite food was pancakes and eggs. Brooke was slightly covered in pancake batter, including her face and clothing. After placing Brooke in her highchair, he took the three plates of food, placing the food down on the table. 

Ryan gently wiped a tissue across her face, cleaning the batter off of her face. "Brendon," Ryan called out into the house, earning a mumbled answer. "Breakfast is ready." With that, Ryan began to cut up the pancakes and eggs for Brooke. Brendon came trudging down the stairs soon after. He was dress in his hoodie and black jeans, his was mess up, going in all different directions. He yawned, and pulled out the chair from beside Ryan. Ryan and Brendon sat next to each other, while Brooke sat on the other side. 

With his left hand, Brendon interlocked hands with Ryan's right hand. Giving it a tight squeeze Brendon began to eat. Thankfully, Brooke didn't like to eat pancake with syrup, so she just eat it without making a huge mess. Ryan on the other hand, got food over his face. Brendon chuckled and kissed the food off of Ryan's face. "You're gross." Ryan whined, wiping his face with his sleeve. "You are such a weirdo." 

"I'm your weirdo." Brendon pouted, poking his lip out. Ryan rolled his eyes and locked his lips against Brendon's. Brendon instantly smirked against Ryan's lips and kissed back. Ryan sat down the fork that he was using and then, bravely, he placed his over Brendon's thigh. Brooke continued eating her breakfast, completely unaware of what is happening across the table. Smiling, they both pulled back. Their faces both flushed crimson, locking their eyes together. Ryan felt like he was in the height of his life. A large smile crossed his face and he couldn't wipe the smile off of his face. Ryan felt giddy and something was bubbling in his stomach. "Uhm, I- I want to ask you something." Brendon mumbled. Ryan nodded, giving him a questionable look. "Do you want to go on a date with me? I- I mean you don't have to, I w-was just asking." Brendon mumbled. 

Ryan 'aww'd at how nervous Brendon looked. Brendon bit on his bottom lip and looked down. When Ryan didn't answer immediately, Brendon looked down sadly. Muttering, "It's okay if you don't to..." 

"No, no!" Ryan's eyes widened and placed his fingers under Brendon's chin, forcing Brendon to look up. With a playful smirk, he whispered, "But it's better if you do." Ryan quoted one of Brendon's songs. Brendon couldn't help but chuckle. "W-what I'm saying, is I would love to." Brendon smiled, his pearly white teeth. 

"Uhm, Brooke's going to have to come with us... So it might have to be PG. I hope that's okay." Brendon said nervously, rubbing his arm. 

"Its okay, Brendon," Ryan rolled his eyes. "Brooke is adorable and sweet." He learned over and popped Brooke on her small nose from across the table. Brooke giggle and continued humming to herself, while munching on her food. Brendon and Ryan still had their hands interlocked, both smiling at each other.

They both felt like they were in heaven. 

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They had an amazing date. They spent their time at a park. All three of them came in giggling. Brendon flopped down on the couch chuckling. Ryan sat next to them. Brooke sat down on the ground as the cartoons played on the tv. It was now late in the afternoon, and they both laid snuggled on the couch. 

A knocking caught their attention. Brendon groaned and stood. The pounding continued, louder and louder by the second. "I'm coming, calm down." When Brendon opened the door, he was thrown to the ground. 

"Daddy!" 

"Brendon!" 

Brendon's face was pushed against the ground, his arms pulled behind his back. Mental cuff were slapped on his wrist. Brendon yelped and continued to struggle. Police ran into the house with their weapons drawn.

"Brendon Boyd Urie, you are under arrest for the rape of Sarah Orzechowski and the kidnapping of Brooke Urie. Everything you say, can and will be you'd against in a court of law." 

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Omg wow. I'm like shaking from this. Shit has hit the fan. 

TWO MORE CHAPTERS LEFT. 

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