Mistaken // Ryden

Chapter twelve

-Ryan-

"Hey," I say to Brendon as he brushes his teeth. He spits it out and rinses his mouth.

"What?" He asks, cleaning his toothbrush. He taps it against the sink and I wait until he comes out of the bathroom. He's wearing a hoodie, black rimmed glasses, and some blue jeans. I stand up.

"I'm in love with you, Brendon Urie," I say, and he smiles wide.

"I'm in love with you too," he gets closer, "Ryan Urie." I smile, chuckling lightly. He grabs me by my hips and pulls me close, kissing me softly. 

"When should we tell them?" I ask once we pull away. He sighs a bit. 

"I guess we could tell them today," he says a bit nervously.

"We don't have to if you don't want," I immediately tell him.

"No, no, we need to. We've been married for two weeks and no one except my parents know. We gotta tell them." 

"Tell us what?" I hear Zack say, and we both jump slightly. 

"Um..." I start.

"How do we-"

"We're married," I blurt out, and there's a long silence. 

"What?" He asks. Brendon grabs my hand and holds it up, showing both of our rings. Zack's eyes widen. "Wait, seriously? Since when?"

"A little over two weeks," Brendon says, and I nod shyly. 

Zack stares in shock.

"Eloped immediately, we didn't... no wedding or anything. Just us," Brendon explains. Zack nods.

"Okay, cool. Well, I'm happy for you guys. You know what you're doing, I hope," he says, and I look down, smiling.

We're all okay.