Adorable fluffy boyfriend bath time (yeah i couldn't think of a real title)
Title: Adorable fluffy boyfriend bath time.
Author: losing_my_shit
Rating: PGish
Pairing: Brendon / Shane
Summary: Brendon is sad about Panic! breaking up and wishes his boyfriend was there to make him feel better.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the adorableness within
Author Notes: So this doesn’t have a beta. Sorry if you notice any mistakes, please point them out.
Brendon is depressed. No doubt about it he is probably the saddest he's ever been (except maybe that time in 8th grade when Molly Baker wouldn't go to the dance with him, but that doesn't really matter now). He's tried everything to get out of his funk, watching hours of Disney, playing with his dog, he even took a little walk, but none of it will change the fact that half his band mates decided to leave him. Plus, it doesn’t help that his boyfriend is on a trip to Vegas to do some photo shoot.
"Did half the dwarves just up and leave Snow White when they wanted to go in different musical directions?! I don't think so!" He shouts at the movie playing on TV. "And even if they did, I bet her boyfriend wouldn't be in fucking Vegas when it happened," he mumbles sadly. After watching all of the characters dance around on the screen he decides that he wants something to eat so he forces himself off the couch and stumbles into the kitchen.
"Maybe I'll eat until I get fat because, like, what does it matter? Right Dylan?" He looks down at the little dog racing around his feet and sighs. He opens up the fridge and moves around some orange juice and other things until he finds what he's looking for, a tub of cookie dough. Grabbing the container in one hand and a spoon in the other he makes his way back to the couch where he plans to sit and watch TV the rest of the day.
He gets about halfway through the cookie dough before he starts feeling sleepy and maybe his tummy hurts just a little from all the uncooked dough so Brendon wraps himself in his big blanket and lies down on the couch to take a nap.
****
When Brendon opens his eyes there is some cooking show playing on TV with the volume very low he thinks its weird because when he went to sleep it was on the Disney channel and last time he checked, they didn't have cooking shows on there. Then Brendon notices the fingers lightly carding through his hair and his eyes shoot open. He looks up and sees Shane smiling down at him.
"Hey, Sleeping Beauty, how are you?" he asks.
"Shane! Oh my god! I thought you were in Vegas," Brendon says excitedly. He sits up and crawls into Shane’s lap, wrapping his arms around the mans neck.
"I was, but then this cute little boy called me up crying last night and I couldn't leave him all alone so I got back here as soon as I could." Shane puts his arms around Brendon’s waist and puts a few kisses on his cheek. "So how are you doing?"
"I'm alright."
"Don’t lie. I saw the cookie dough." Shane grins making Brendon crack a smile of his own.
"Really shitty," he answers truthfully. "Better now that you're here." Brendon tucks his head under Shane's chin and snuggles into his boyfriend’s chest.
"You know Ryan and Jon still care about you and it's better this way, you and Spence can do your thing and they can do theirs." Shane rubs Brendon’s back soothingly.
"Yeah, but it still sucks. How am I supposed to get up there and play any of our songs? They're OUR songs." Brendon thinks he might cry if he has to play anything from Fever without Ryan being to his right on the stage.
"It'll be ok Bren, I promise. It just feels scary because its new. In a few months everything will be fine, I'm sure of it." Brendon knows it too, it's just buried beneath all the loneliness he's feeling right now. Right now all he wants is Shane to keep his arms around him, making him feel safe, loved, secure.
"I love you," Brendon whispers.
"I love you too," Shane says kissing the top of Brendon’s head. "Have you eaten anything today?" he asks because he knows how Brendon gets when he's sad.
"Uhh...cookie dough?" Brendon grins picking his head up to look at Shane.
"Silly boy," Shane mutters, "How about we order your favorite Chinese and I'll draw you a bath and you can eat in the tub like you like to."
"Yes!" Brendon claps excitedly jumping off Shane’s lap and racing to the phone. Shane shakes his head at how easily his boyfriend can be swayed and goes to make sure Brendon doesn't order everything on the menu.
*****
"You should defiantly be in here with me," Brendon tells Shane grabbing some bubbles and blowing them at Shane who is seated on the closed toilet lid next to the tub.
"Someone has to be clothed to answer the door when the food gets here," Shane explains splashing Brendon playfully.
"Oh pish posh," he says tugging at Shane’s arm. "I bet he's seen tons of naked people. Maybe he'd give us free egg rolls if you shake your little booty." Brendon giggles. Shane rolls his eyes but laughs anyway. Brendon pouts and pulls again at Shane’s hand. Shane tries to resist his pout but soon Brendon adds in those doe eyes and a "pwety pweese" that has Shane taking off his close and sliding in opposite of Brendon in the bath.
"You are so answering the door," Shane tells him.
"Deal," Brendon agrees and brings his legs up to rest on the side of the tub, crossing them at the ankles. He leans his head back and let's out a content sigh finally feeling at ease. That feeling doesn't last long though because soon the doorbell is ringing and he has to scramble out of the warmth of the bath.
"Hey, if he's hot can I invite him in for a three way?" Brendon asks with a smirk wrapping a towel around his waist.
"Sure," Shane answers humoring him and watching his boyfriend scamper out of the bathroom. He lies back and listens to the muffled noise coming from Brendon and the delivery person then the sound of the fridge opening and closing and finally Brendon’s footsteps as he bounds back to the bathroom. He notices that Brendon has already lost the towel somewhere between the door and here (Shane hopes he at least waited till the door was fully shut).
"So he wasn't down with the three way?" he asks taking the box of orange chicken and the beer from Brendon.
"Yuck, worse," Brendon says scrunching up his face, "it was a girl." Shane snorts lifting up his food so he doesn't hit Brendon with it as the boy climbs back into the tub, this time on the same side as Shane resting his back against Shane’s chest. Brendon grabs the tray that goes across the tub bringing it closer, dumping out the soap and bubble bath on the floor and replacing it with Shane’s chicken and his own noodles.
"You're so smart," Shane says pressing a kiss to Brendon’s temple. "I knew I kept you around for some reason."
"And here I thought you just kept me for my striking good looks." Brendon smiles and stabs his fork into his noodles spinning it around to keep them from sliding off and guiding the utensil to his mouth.
"Nah, those are just a bonus." Brendon hums around his mouth full of food and relaxes completely into Shane’s chest.
****
When they're done eating Shane takes the tray and lays it on the floor so they can stretch out a little more. He wraps his arms around Brendon’s waist while the younger man absentmindedly runs his fingers up and down Shane’s thighs.
"Thank you," Brendon says quietly braking the silence.
"For what?" Shane asks tightening his hold around Brendon.
"For making me feel wanted." Shane notices the way Brendon’s voice cracks like he's about to cry. "It's just after Ryan told me they were leaving I kind of felt...like nobody wanted me anymore." Brendon let's a few tears slip from his eyes and he turns to hide his head in Shane’s chest. Shane brings one hand up to Brendon’s hair and leaves the other around his waist holding him and offering words of comfort until his boyfriend stops crying.
"Bren, don't ever feel like you're not wanted. You're the most important thing in the world to me and I don't know what I would do without you. You're my everything," Shane tells him honestly. "I love you."
"I love you too, so so much," Brendon nuzzles his nose into Shane’s chest putting a soft kiss over his heart. Shane lifts Brendon’s hands out of the water and kisses his fingertips.
"You're getting all wrinkly.” Shane smiles and nudges Brendon’s jaw with his nose, placing a few kisses there.
“Don’t worry, I’ll puff back up in a little while.” Brendon grins and turns so that he’s laying on his stomach on top of Shane, the water making it easy for him to glide up Shane’s body and wrap his arms around his boyfriend’s neck and kiss him fully on the lips.
“Come on my little fish, lets get you out of the tub and into my bed,” Shane winks jokingly at him.
“Deal,” Brendon replies kissing him again.
Author: losing_my_shit
Rating: PGish
Pairing: Brendon / Shane
Summary: Brendon is sad about Panic! breaking up and wishes his boyfriend was there to make him feel better.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the adorableness within
Author Notes: So this doesn’t have a beta. Sorry if you notice any mistakes, please point them out.
Brendon is depressed. No doubt about it he is probably the saddest he's ever been (except maybe that time in 8th grade when Molly Baker wouldn't go to the dance with him, but that doesn't really matter now). He's tried everything to get out of his funk, watching hours of Disney, playing with his dog, he even took a little walk, but none of it will change the fact that half his band mates decided to leave him. Plus, it doesn’t help that his boyfriend is on a trip to Vegas to do some photo shoot.
"Did half the dwarves just up and leave Snow White when they wanted to go in different musical directions?! I don't think so!" He shouts at the movie playing on TV. "And even if they did, I bet her boyfriend wouldn't be in fucking Vegas when it happened," he mumbles sadly. After watching all of the characters dance around on the screen he decides that he wants something to eat so he forces himself off the couch and stumbles into the kitchen.
"Maybe I'll eat until I get fat because, like, what does it matter? Right Dylan?" He looks down at the little dog racing around his feet and sighs. He opens up the fridge and moves around some orange juice and other things until he finds what he's looking for, a tub of cookie dough. Grabbing the container in one hand and a spoon in the other he makes his way back to the couch where he plans to sit and watch TV the rest of the day.
He gets about halfway through the cookie dough before he starts feeling sleepy and maybe his tummy hurts just a little from all the uncooked dough so Brendon wraps himself in his big blanket and lies down on the couch to take a nap.
****
When Brendon opens his eyes there is some cooking show playing on TV with the volume very low he thinks its weird because when he went to sleep it was on the Disney channel and last time he checked, they didn't have cooking shows on there. Then Brendon notices the fingers lightly carding through his hair and his eyes shoot open. He looks up and sees Shane smiling down at him.
"Hey, Sleeping Beauty, how are you?" he asks.
"Shane! Oh my god! I thought you were in Vegas," Brendon says excitedly. He sits up and crawls into Shane’s lap, wrapping his arms around the mans neck.
"I was, but then this cute little boy called me up crying last night and I couldn't leave him all alone so I got back here as soon as I could." Shane puts his arms around Brendon’s waist and puts a few kisses on his cheek. "So how are you doing?"
"I'm alright."
"Don’t lie. I saw the cookie dough." Shane grins making Brendon crack a smile of his own.
"Really shitty," he answers truthfully. "Better now that you're here." Brendon tucks his head under Shane's chin and snuggles into his boyfriend’s chest.
"You know Ryan and Jon still care about you and it's better this way, you and Spence can do your thing and they can do theirs." Shane rubs Brendon’s back soothingly.
"Yeah, but it still sucks. How am I supposed to get up there and play any of our songs? They're OUR songs." Brendon thinks he might cry if he has to play anything from Fever without Ryan being to his right on the stage.
"It'll be ok Bren, I promise. It just feels scary because its new. In a few months everything will be fine, I'm sure of it." Brendon knows it too, it's just buried beneath all the loneliness he's feeling right now. Right now all he wants is Shane to keep his arms around him, making him feel safe, loved, secure.
"I love you," Brendon whispers.
"I love you too," Shane says kissing the top of Brendon’s head. "Have you eaten anything today?" he asks because he knows how Brendon gets when he's sad.
"Uhh...cookie dough?" Brendon grins picking his head up to look at Shane.
"Silly boy," Shane mutters, "How about we order your favorite Chinese and I'll draw you a bath and you can eat in the tub like you like to."
"Yes!" Brendon claps excitedly jumping off Shane’s lap and racing to the phone. Shane shakes his head at how easily his boyfriend can be swayed and goes to make sure Brendon doesn't order everything on the menu.
*****
"You should defiantly be in here with me," Brendon tells Shane grabbing some bubbles and blowing them at Shane who is seated on the closed toilet lid next to the tub.
"Someone has to be clothed to answer the door when the food gets here," Shane explains splashing Brendon playfully.
"Oh pish posh," he says tugging at Shane’s arm. "I bet he's seen tons of naked people. Maybe he'd give us free egg rolls if you shake your little booty." Brendon giggles. Shane rolls his eyes but laughs anyway. Brendon pouts and pulls again at Shane’s hand. Shane tries to resist his pout but soon Brendon adds in those doe eyes and a "pwety pweese" that has Shane taking off his close and sliding in opposite of Brendon in the bath.
"You are so answering the door," Shane tells him.
"Deal," Brendon agrees and brings his legs up to rest on the side of the tub, crossing them at the ankles. He leans his head back and let's out a content sigh finally feeling at ease. That feeling doesn't last long though because soon the doorbell is ringing and he has to scramble out of the warmth of the bath.
"Hey, if he's hot can I invite him in for a three way?" Brendon asks with a smirk wrapping a towel around his waist.
"Sure," Shane answers humoring him and watching his boyfriend scamper out of the bathroom. He lies back and listens to the muffled noise coming from Brendon and the delivery person then the sound of the fridge opening and closing and finally Brendon’s footsteps as he bounds back to the bathroom. He notices that Brendon has already lost the towel somewhere between the door and here (Shane hopes he at least waited till the door was fully shut).
"So he wasn't down with the three way?" he asks taking the box of orange chicken and the beer from Brendon.
"Yuck, worse," Brendon says scrunching up his face, "it was a girl." Shane snorts lifting up his food so he doesn't hit Brendon with it as the boy climbs back into the tub, this time on the same side as Shane resting his back against Shane’s chest. Brendon grabs the tray that goes across the tub bringing it closer, dumping out the soap and bubble bath on the floor and replacing it with Shane’s chicken and his own noodles.
"You're so smart," Shane says pressing a kiss to Brendon’s temple. "I knew I kept you around for some reason."
"And here I thought you just kept me for my striking good looks." Brendon smiles and stabs his fork into his noodles spinning it around to keep them from sliding off and guiding the utensil to his mouth.
"Nah, those are just a bonus." Brendon hums around his mouth full of food and relaxes completely into Shane’s chest.
****
When they're done eating Shane takes the tray and lays it on the floor so they can stretch out a little more. He wraps his arms around Brendon’s waist while the younger man absentmindedly runs his fingers up and down Shane’s thighs.
"Thank you," Brendon says quietly braking the silence.
"For what?" Shane asks tightening his hold around Brendon.
"For making me feel wanted." Shane notices the way Brendon’s voice cracks like he's about to cry. "It's just after Ryan told me they were leaving I kind of felt...like nobody wanted me anymore." Brendon let's a few tears slip from his eyes and he turns to hide his head in Shane’s chest. Shane brings one hand up to Brendon’s hair and leaves the other around his waist holding him and offering words of comfort until his boyfriend stops crying.
"Bren, don't ever feel like you're not wanted. You're the most important thing in the world to me and I don't know what I would do without you. You're my everything," Shane tells him honestly. "I love you."
"I love you too, so so much," Brendon nuzzles his nose into Shane’s chest putting a soft kiss over his heart. Shane lifts Brendon’s hands out of the water and kisses his fingertips.
"You're getting all wrinkly.” Shane smiles and nudges Brendon’s jaw with his nose, placing a few kisses there.
“Don’t worry, I’ll puff back up in a little while.” Brendon grins and turns so that he’s laying on his stomach on top of Shane, the water making it easy for him to glide up Shane’s body and wrap his arms around his boyfriend’s neck and kiss him fully on the lips.
“Come on my little fish, lets get you out of the tub and into my bed,” Shane winks jokingly at him.
“Deal,” Brendon replies kissing him again.