Fic: For Better or For Worse
Title: For Better or For Worse (or: It's Hard to Say I Do When I Don't Know)
Author: DF
Fandom: Panic at the Disco
Pairing: GSF
Summary: Brendon starts wearing a ring, and nobody knows why. Well, except Brendon, of course.
Notes: ...I have no one to blame but myself for this. Well, myself and a couple wedding fics that I read awhile ago.
Disclaimer: Nope, not real. Probably.
"So Brendon, you're the only single one in the band, then?" the interviewer asks, smiling.
It's a subject that's been brought up again and again, usually by his own band, and Brendon is kind of sick of it. "No," he tells her, solemnly looking her right in the eye.
"Yes, he is," Ryan interrupts, with only a slight roll of his eyes. Brendon laughs.
*
Brendon disappears for a few hours two days later, and when he comes back he's wearing a ring on his left ring finger. It's not a fancy ring, but it's nice, a heavy band of yellow gold with a music note made of silver wire inlay. People notice, but they notice in the general sense, the way you notice something in the refrigerator without actually seeing or remembering it. Doubtless the fangirls would make a big thing of it, but it's hard to see when Brendon's on stage. Nobody really gives it any thought until another interviewer a week or so later asks about it and their eyes flick down to Brendon's left hand.
"Well, you know how we've all been saying I'm single?" Brendon replies immediately, as if he'd practiced for when the question came. "Yeah, that's not true. I'm actually married."
"Married? To who?" the interviewer asks, astonished and not positive that he's not joking. You can never tell, with the Panic boys.
The camera pans out to capture the perplexed looks of Spencer, Ryan and Jon.
"Oh, to the band. They just don't know it yet," Brendon confides, grinning. The interviewer laughs, and everybody, Ryan, Jon and Spencer included, laughs along. Brendon's grin just widens.
*
leighza: BRENDON URIE IS MARRIED TO HIS BAND. DISCUSS.
fbrfan_atic: Inorite??? Have you seen the ring? It's so pretty!
leighza: It isssssss. oh god, guys in jewlery, so hot.
leighza: *jewelry
fbrfan_atic: Mmm, yum.
fbrfan_atic: Do you think he's really married?
leighza: There'd be, like, records
leighza: and stuff. he couldn't just do it secretly.
fbrfan_atic: BRENDON URIE'S SEKRIT MARRIAGE. I believe it.
leighza: omg, me too. I want him to be really married to his band, GSF forever!
fbrfan_atic: But he said they didn't know about it, so how would that work?
leighza: whatevs, obvs we don't have to pay attention to reality. don't be silly.
fbrfan_atic: You're right, how ridiculous. XD
leighza: I was talking about it with darlingdont and this chick totally busted in and was all "don't be stupid, its probably a joke." and I was all, "bitch, why you have to be ruining my happy gay orgy fantasies?"
fbrfan_atic: OMG WEDDING NIGHT. BEST EVER.
fbrfan_atic: HONEYMOON SUITE.
leighza: but who would carry who through the door?
fbrfan_atic: IDK.
fbrfan_atic: Jon and Spencer, b/c they're real men??
fbrfan_atic: Jon can carry Bden, since he probably uses him for piggy backs anyway
leighza: OMG Zack could carry them all!
fbrfan_atic: *DIES LAUGHING*
leighza: but it would ruin the mood. *le sigh*
fbrfan_atic: Yeah, youre right.
fbrfan_atic: *you're
leighza: Seriously, do you really think he could be married?
fbrfan_atic: To who, though?
fbrfan_atic: I haven't seen any pics of him with someone.
leighza: he could keep it on the dl!
leighza: maybe shane? they already live together
fbrfan_atic: And they have a child dog!
fbrfan_atic: Maybe he's just wearing it b/c it's pretty?
leighza: IDK. It is pretty.
fbrfan_atic: We need picspam, for serious.
leighza: IAWTC. Get on that.
fbrfan_atic: Only if you write me wedding fic. *bats eyes*
leighza: Deal!
LJ-ify your conversation!
*
"Ryan Ross! Are rumors of your marriage greatly exaggerated, or what?"
Ryan rolls his eyes. "Hi, Pete," he sighs into his cellphone. "What are you talking about?"
"Dude, Brendon's ring! You don't get a ring like that just for kicks, it's fucking nice." Pete sounds impressed. "So what's up? Did you guys have a big gay wedding without inviting me? Because that would so not be cool."
"We didn't get married, Pete," Ryan says, even though he knows Pete already knows this and is just being obnoxious for kicks.
"But if you did have a big gay wedding, you would invite me, right?" Pete insists.
"Yes, Pete, we would invite you."
"Best man?" Pete asks, so hopefully that Ryan can't help but laugh.
"We're not getting married, Pete!" he protests, flopping back onto the couch. Brendon, flipping through a book, looks at him bemusedly.
"But if you did, I would be best man, right?"
Ryan gives up. "Ask Brendon, he seems to be the one who knows." Shaking his head, he tosses the phone to Brendon, who catches it with only a minor fumble.
"Pete?" Brendon says into the phone, waiting a beat. Ryan can hear Pete's voice spill out of the phone, but he can't hear what he's saying. "Nah, sorry. We're not getting married. What? Dude, didn't you listen to the interview? We're totally already married."
"Not helping!" Ryan tells him. Brendon ignores this pleasantry.
"Sorry, man. Try Cobra Starship. Or, hey, maybe the Cab. Yeah, I'm pretty sure they're old enough to get married without their parents' permission."
"Brendon!" Ryan says.
Brendon just grins before making a face at something Pete is saying. "What do you mean, seriously? I already told you, married to my band. ...Yeah, okay. Bye, Pete." He hangs up the phone and tosses it back to Ryan.
"What's up with this marriage thing?" Ryan asks.
"What about it?" Brendon wonders, before going back to his book.
*
Spencer ignores most of the matter. The most he does is corner Brendon in the kitchen one day, point to his left hand and ask, "Can I see?"
Brendon raises his hand and lets Spencer inspect the ring, although he doesn't let Spencer take it off. He just stays silent and curls his fingers into a loose fist so the ring won't slip off.
"It's a nice ring," Spencer says eventually, and Brendon nods.
Sometimes Brendon turns around to find Spencer looking at him thoughtfully, but he doesn't call Spencer on it, just tilts his head and turns away.
*
"So are any of you out there single?" Jon asks the club. The faces of the crowd are blurring because of the bright lights and the sweat trickling into his eyes, but he can still see them grinning. Hands raise, and a couple girls scream.
"This song is for you guys!" Ryan says into his microphone. "This song is also for Brendon, the resident single guy in the band."
"Yeah," Jon agrees. "Go up to him after the show and give him your number."
One very brave fangirl shouts, "I thought he was married to you guys?"
Brendon thrusts a triumphant fist up in the air, and the crowd cheers deafeningly. "See?" he yells into his microphone. "They know the truth!"
It takes at least three minutes for the screaming to die down.
*
fbrfan_atic: How much do I love Brendon Urie? So much!
leighza: oh god, more than words can say!
fbrfan_atic: I wish so much that I'd been at that concert.
leighza: Me too!
leighza: Oh, Brendon. We believe you!
fbrfan_atic: Mm. GSF = officially canon.
leighza: for serious, yo. <33333333
leighza: now if only people would stop telling me to stop squealing, he's just joking.
fbrfan_atic: Party poopers. Go rain on your own parade!
LJ-ify your conversation!
*
It dies down, after a while; everyone's eyes start passing over the ring on Brendon's finger again, and whenever anybody brings up the relationship issue Brendon just smiles and plays with the gold band.
Everything goes back to normal; they still finish each other's sentences and play with each other's hair and feed each other and give each other secret smiles. They still cuddle late at night and brush absent hands along each other's arms, just because that's what they do.
And sometimes, sitting curled up on the couch, with his feet in Jon's lap and his head on Spencer's shoulder and his back pressing against Ryan's chest, Brendon takes off the ring and rubs a finger over the four names inside.
There are three matching rings sitting in a box in his trunk. He's just waiting for Ryan, Spencer and Jon to figure it out, too.
Author: DF
Fandom: Panic at the Disco
Pairing: GSF
Summary: Brendon starts wearing a ring, and nobody knows why. Well, except Brendon, of course.
Notes: ...I have no one to blame but myself for this. Well, myself and a couple wedding fics that I read awhile ago.
Disclaimer: Nope, not real. Probably.
"So Brendon, you're the only single one in the band, then?" the interviewer asks, smiling.
It's a subject that's been brought up again and again, usually by his own band, and Brendon is kind of sick of it. "No," he tells her, solemnly looking her right in the eye.
"Yes, he is," Ryan interrupts, with only a slight roll of his eyes. Brendon laughs.
*
Brendon disappears for a few hours two days later, and when he comes back he's wearing a ring on his left ring finger. It's not a fancy ring, but it's nice, a heavy band of yellow gold with a music note made of silver wire inlay. People notice, but they notice in the general sense, the way you notice something in the refrigerator without actually seeing or remembering it. Doubtless the fangirls would make a big thing of it, but it's hard to see when Brendon's on stage. Nobody really gives it any thought until another interviewer a week or so later asks about it and their eyes flick down to Brendon's left hand.
"Well, you know how we've all been saying I'm single?" Brendon replies immediately, as if he'd practiced for when the question came. "Yeah, that's not true. I'm actually married."
"Married? To who?" the interviewer asks, astonished and not positive that he's not joking. You can never tell, with the Panic boys.
The camera pans out to capture the perplexed looks of Spencer, Ryan and Jon.
"Oh, to the band. They just don't know it yet," Brendon confides, grinning. The interviewer laughs, and everybody, Ryan, Jon and Spencer included, laughs along. Brendon's grin just widens.
*
leighza: BRENDON URIE IS MARRIED TO HIS BAND. DISCUSS.
fbrfan_atic: Inorite??? Have you seen the ring? It's so pretty!
leighza: It isssssss. oh god, guys in jewlery, so hot.
leighza: *jewelry
fbrfan_atic: Mmm, yum.
fbrfan_atic: Do you think he's really married?
leighza: There'd be, like, records
leighza: and stuff. he couldn't just do it secretly.
fbrfan_atic: BRENDON URIE'S SEKRIT MARRIAGE. I believe it.
leighza: omg, me too. I want him to be really married to his band, GSF forever!
fbrfan_atic: But he said they didn't know about it, so how would that work?
leighza: whatevs, obvs we don't have to pay attention to reality. don't be silly.
fbrfan_atic: You're right, how ridiculous. XD
leighza: I was talking about it with darlingdont and this chick totally busted in and was all "don't be stupid, its probably a joke." and I was all, "bitch, why you have to be ruining my happy gay orgy fantasies?"
fbrfan_atic: OMG WEDDING NIGHT. BEST EVER.
fbrfan_atic: HONEYMOON SUITE.
leighza: but who would carry who through the door?
fbrfan_atic: IDK.
fbrfan_atic: Jon and Spencer, b/c they're real men??
fbrfan_atic: Jon can carry Bden, since he probably uses him for piggy backs anyway
leighza: OMG Zack could carry them all!
fbrfan_atic: *DIES LAUGHING*
leighza: but it would ruin the mood. *le sigh*
fbrfan_atic: Yeah, youre right.
fbrfan_atic: *you're
leighza: Seriously, do you really think he could be married?
fbrfan_atic: To who, though?
fbrfan_atic: I haven't seen any pics of him with someone.
leighza: he could keep it on the dl!
leighza: maybe shane? they already live together
fbrfan_atic: And they have a child dog!
fbrfan_atic: Maybe he's just wearing it b/c it's pretty?
leighza: IDK. It is pretty.
fbrfan_atic: We need picspam, for serious.
leighza: IAWTC. Get on that.
fbrfan_atic: Only if you write me wedding fic. *bats eyes*
leighza: Deal!
LJ-ify your conversation!
*
"Ryan Ross! Are rumors of your marriage greatly exaggerated, or what?"
Ryan rolls his eyes. "Hi, Pete," he sighs into his cellphone. "What are you talking about?"
"Dude, Brendon's ring! You don't get a ring like that just for kicks, it's fucking nice." Pete sounds impressed. "So what's up? Did you guys have a big gay wedding without inviting me? Because that would so not be cool."
"We didn't get married, Pete," Ryan says, even though he knows Pete already knows this and is just being obnoxious for kicks.
"But if you did have a big gay wedding, you would invite me, right?" Pete insists.
"Yes, Pete, we would invite you."
"Best man?" Pete asks, so hopefully that Ryan can't help but laugh.
"We're not getting married, Pete!" he protests, flopping back onto the couch. Brendon, flipping through a book, looks at him bemusedly.
"But if you did, I would be best man, right?"
Ryan gives up. "Ask Brendon, he seems to be the one who knows." Shaking his head, he tosses the phone to Brendon, who catches it with only a minor fumble.
"Pete?" Brendon says into the phone, waiting a beat. Ryan can hear Pete's voice spill out of the phone, but he can't hear what he's saying. "Nah, sorry. We're not getting married. What? Dude, didn't you listen to the interview? We're totally already married."
"Not helping!" Ryan tells him. Brendon ignores this pleasantry.
"Sorry, man. Try Cobra Starship. Or, hey, maybe the Cab. Yeah, I'm pretty sure they're old enough to get married without their parents' permission."
"Brendon!" Ryan says.
Brendon just grins before making a face at something Pete is saying. "What do you mean, seriously? I already told you, married to my band. ...Yeah, okay. Bye, Pete." He hangs up the phone and tosses it back to Ryan.
"What's up with this marriage thing?" Ryan asks.
"What about it?" Brendon wonders, before going back to his book.
*
Spencer ignores most of the matter. The most he does is corner Brendon in the kitchen one day, point to his left hand and ask, "Can I see?"
Brendon raises his hand and lets Spencer inspect the ring, although he doesn't let Spencer take it off. He just stays silent and curls his fingers into a loose fist so the ring won't slip off.
"It's a nice ring," Spencer says eventually, and Brendon nods.
Sometimes Brendon turns around to find Spencer looking at him thoughtfully, but he doesn't call Spencer on it, just tilts his head and turns away.
*
"So are any of you out there single?" Jon asks the club. The faces of the crowd are blurring because of the bright lights and the sweat trickling into his eyes, but he can still see them grinning. Hands raise, and a couple girls scream.
"This song is for you guys!" Ryan says into his microphone. "This song is also for Brendon, the resident single guy in the band."
"Yeah," Jon agrees. "Go up to him after the show and give him your number."
One very brave fangirl shouts, "I thought he was married to you guys?"
Brendon thrusts a triumphant fist up in the air, and the crowd cheers deafeningly. "See?" he yells into his microphone. "They know the truth!"
It takes at least three minutes for the screaming to die down.
*
fbrfan_atic: How much do I love Brendon Urie? So much!
leighza: oh god, more than words can say!
fbrfan_atic: I wish so much that I'd been at that concert.
leighza: Me too!
leighza: Oh, Brendon. We believe you!
fbrfan_atic: Mm. GSF = officially canon.
leighza: for serious, yo. <33333333
leighza: now if only people would stop telling me to stop squealing, he's just joking.
fbrfan_atic: Party poopers. Go rain on your own parade!
LJ-ify your conversation!
*
It dies down, after a while; everyone's eyes start passing over the ring on Brendon's finger again, and whenever anybody brings up the relationship issue Brendon just smiles and plays with the gold band.
Everything goes back to normal; they still finish each other's sentences and play with each other's hair and feed each other and give each other secret smiles. They still cuddle late at night and brush absent hands along each other's arms, just because that's what they do.
And sometimes, sitting curled up on the couch, with his feet in Jon's lap and his head on Spencer's shoulder and his back pressing against Ryan's chest, Brendon takes off the ring and rubs a finger over the four names inside.
There are three matching rings sitting in a box in his trunk. He's just waiting for Ryan, Spencer and Jon to figure it out, too.