The Death Of A Bachelor

[√ ] CHECK!

[√ ] Wake up at 7:00 am.

[√ ] Shower for fifteen minutes.

[√ ] Dry Off.

[√ ] Go to kitchen for breakfast.

[√ ] Compliment Dallon's cooking.

[√ ] Brush Teeth.

[√ ] Get dressed.

[√ ] Style hair.

[√ ] Kiss Dallon.

[√ ] Drive to Brendon's Bakery.

[√ ] Open Shop.

[√ ] Sell baked goods.

[√ ] Close shop.

[√ ] Drive Home.

[√ ] Spend time with Dallon.

[√ ] Eat dinner.

[√ ] Help with dishes.

[√ ] Make love to Dallon.

[√ ] Cuddle.

[√ ] Sleep.

[ ] REPEAT

This had been Brendon Urie's life for the past three years. Mondays through Fridays. Every single day. Never skipping a check. And it was boring the hell out of him.

It wasn't like this when he and Dallon first got married. They were spontaneous and smitten. Waking up late. Eating food off of each other. Meeting up in the middle of the work day just for a quickie. Taking random trips. Even engaging in a threesome.

But over the years things slowed to a pattern. A pattern Brendon called his Checklist life. Doing the same thing all day, everyday. But maybe that was the price of a successful marriage. Maybe the consistency that came with the stability was . . . this.

Oh well, Brendon had better prepare to do this for the rest of his life. Because marriage meant forever. And marriage meant making your partner happy. So as long as Dallon was happy with this arrangement, Brendon would continue on with his checklist lifestyle. No matter how insane it was driving him.