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Chatons, s’il vous plaît Répondre le Chat Chapter Three

Title: Chatons, s’il vous plaît Répondre le Chat
Author: Caitlin
Rating: Overall 17
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
Summary:Brendon Urie keeps the whole wheat bread in the cupboard so when the occasional unwanted visitor drops by it makes the cupboard look good, and Brendon Urie let's the many voices in his head influence his actual life way to much than they should, which can prove to be a problem.
Brendon likes to take off all his clothing and slip on some roller-skates, blast his huge-ass surround sound and just go crazy in his late-parents mansion to the Back Street Boys.
Brendon Urie wants to be a kid for ever, and for the past 21 years has been succeeding. But things are starting to change, and when Brendon is forced to get a job to help support his addiction to toys, candy, and energy drinks, he find himself a lead acting role... in the children's program, 'The Wiggles'. Brendon feels pretty at home, but the director Ryan is starting to change his outlook on life, and giving him the oddest feelings in his heart and crotch when he stares at Ryan's ass. When he innocently invites Ryan to become his roommate, things only get more and more unfamiliar, and even more unordinary.
Disclaimer: This is real. Haha, I lie.
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When Brendon heard the ping of his door bell, his heart raced as fast as he would be in a few seconds.
His feet clad in care bear sock where a blur as he ran and slid down his perfectly shiny marble floor. Today was a good day, the voices told Brendon it was. They where being kind today, which was quite rare, whispering words of encouragement.
Before opening the door, Brendon straightened his blouse and quickly pushed down the bottom of his tight jeans with his foot. As fingers wrapped around the cool, gold door knob and the door opened just slightly, Brendon caught a glimpse of a slim, tall figure. It sent him into school girlish hysteria, something he had been experiencing ever since Ryan accepted to take Brendon's hospitality. Brendon fully opened the door.
'OH MY GOD!Hi Ryan! I can't believe your here, it's so amazing I'm going to pee myself. Not really though, but it's just so awesome! I swear you'll love it here! I have lots of weed and candy and toys and fun things, and food, and movies, and Guitar Hero, and games, and lube.. No, not lube. I meant weed, LOTS OF WEED!'
Ryan stared incredulously as Brendon continued.
'And I promise I will never be mean and throw you out like the other people at your apartment. I will NEVER EVER NEVER EVER EVER NEVER EVER do that to you!'
Brendon drew in a long breath and smiled at him as he slightly laughed. He examined his new house mate, noticing his many suitcases which had to be dealt with right away.
'Jesus, let me help you with your bags! After I show you your room I'll give you a tour of my house.. no, our house now! It's our house. I can be the wife and you can be the husband, or you can be the wife! I don't really care, it's up to you.'
Brendon didn't even stop to attain Ryan's answer as he just grabbed Ryan's bags and began to talk again. He didn't notice Ryan gaping at the exquisite house, he just kept rambling at an extremely fast and barely comprehendable speeds.
'So this house used to be my parents you know that? Yeah you do because I told you, but they died. I also told you that. But I didn't tell you about the Nazi, did I? No I didn't, well he said he will take away all my money unless I start using it wisely and not spending it on candy and weed and toys. I think you can help me! The Nazi also said since your older and more mature you would be a positive influence. I think he is trippin' because I don't need that, but it's not like I'm not fine with it because I totally and completely am.'
Ryan just shook his head as Brendon did a complete 180 in subjects so he chose to keep quiet.
Ryan Ross observed the gorgeous paintings of various flowers, most common being Sunflowers and Lavenders, and the exotic looking vases. He found all of his pent of anger, and bad attitude just disappear in Brendon's presense.
Ryan found it a little funny how everything was either lavish and overly expensive, and then beside it was a special collectors edition Buzz Light-year doll perched on a nice wooden thing with a gold descriptive sign. Ryan's bed sheets where Aristocats and the effort was sweet, as it made Ryan remember that night they watched that movie.
Ryan barely listened as Brendon talked at 1009887 miles per hour, but more examined his face.
He watched how Brendon's eyebrows would twitch and move up and down as he spoke and his face break into over-dramatic facial expressions according to the words which tumbled from his mouth. How his eyes would dart everywhere except Ryan's eyes and how he licked his pink puffy lips every time he stopped to take a breath.
And when Brendon wasn't talking, Ryan noticed how he was making faces or mumbling things to himself. He was pretty sure Brendon wasn't playing with a full deck of cards but that didn't conflict with the fact that he was very cute.
'Yeah.. so ignore the ribbed condoms, but um.. that's why they're there. OH! I have 3 expresso makers, did I tell you that already?'
Ryan also found it cute how Brendon didn't control what came out of his mouth, no matter how embarrassing.
'I like my room alot, Brendon.'
Brendon squealed and offered to make Ryan lunch. He grabbed Ryan with a soft hand and galloped downstairs, pulling him.
'I'm so excited Ryan! You don't talk much thou-' Brendon tripped on a stair and tumbled down the last four steps, landing with a painful thud.
'Oooohhhwwww.' Ryan rushed down the stairs and helped Brendon to his feet.
'Are you okay?' Brendon continued to whine about an, 'owie' for about 10 seconds and then got the the look of someone who had just thought up an extremely genius idea.
'Ryan, there is only one way to make my wrist better. You have to kiss it, and then the owie will go away.'
Brendon's voice was dead serious, and it made Ryan laugh a little.
He almost hesitantly lowered his head to Brendon's outstretched wrist and placed his lips on the invisible owie.
'All better, thanks Ryan! I like your bracelets.. where did you get them?'
'When I was in Africa my Mom got them for me..' Brendon interrupted Ryan and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.
'Can I make you Lunch now? I have alot of candy and junk food and, like, no good food so if that's a problem don't be afraid to tell me. Like if your one of those health nut people you won't like my food because health nuts don't like the food I eat and I just assumed your one because of your sexy figure...'
A pink blush crept into Brendon's cheeks.
'Oh, uhm. I didn't mean to say that. Let's get dinner, oh I mean breakfast! No.. lunch. LUNNCCHH!!'


A/N:
So I personally really like the first actual chapter, and I hope you do toooooo!! If you read, I would love if you take time to comment or critique or buzz because that's what motivates me! So ENJOY! <333 :DDD Next update is so late because I'm going on a small vaca :)Caitlin xxNext Update: Wensday or Thursday, July 15 or 16

Posted on 07/13/2008 8:48 AM Visits: 104
xxxpanicxxxfan: 07/13/2008 12:06 PM
the story is so fun to read!
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fueledbyAINE: 07/13/2008 2:14 PM
this was adorable :)
peachlimedqra: 07/13/2008 7:34 PM
this is amazing cant wait till the next
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