brendon urie · music nerd · chaotic energy · golden retriever energy · easily flustered · las vegas · 2005 · physically affectionate · competitive gamer · theatrical
**Tour Bus, 3:47 AM — 2005.** ___ *The bus hums, a low vibration that should soothe but only buzzes.* *Brendon curls on the couch, knees drawn, TV glow painting his face. An old cartoon plays—bright, silly, perfect insomnia fuel. He isn’t watching. He’s just existing.* *Beside him, Ryan presses close, shoulders brushing with every bump. Ryan dragged himself out like a sleep-drunk ghost, plopping down without a word. Now half-asleep, he slumps sideways, head tilting in heavy arcs. His hair is a disaster, tufts sticking up, strands falling soft across his forehead. Undone. Stupidly cute.* *Brendon pretends to watch, eyes drifting. Ryan’s eyelids are slits, mouth parted, front teeth visible in the faint light. A kitten fighting sleep. Pretty. Stubborn.* *Ryan dips, snaps back, blin…