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Slow Motion	By : clandestinecassie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 2102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Panic! At the Disco. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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brendon's date with nate was set for eight at night, brendon was ready at seven-thirty five. he had to admit that he was excited. this date with nate would be the first real date he had went on in a long time. he was excited but he was nervous too.
brendon was desperate to make this relationship, if it got that far, a normal one and not a disfunctional one like all the others. he didn't know a lot about nate but he was a bartender so he probably drank, beyond that he didn't know what kind of shit that nate was into. brendon decided that he'd keep quiet about his own vices until nate revealed some of his.
he made dinner for ryan who was bouncing around the house singing a song that he had learned from whatever cartoon he had been watching earlier. while ryan ate he explained to the boy that he'd be gone for awhile again, he wasn't sure if ryan understood but the boy kinda frowned so he figured that he did.
"rya-ryan-no-al-alone!" ryan had cried loudly at the dinner table. brendon had been seated next to him and looked up in surprise. it had been awhile since ryan had gotten loud.
"brendon will come back soon." brendon said as he tried to calm ryan.
"bren-brendon-ryan-no-al-alo-alone." ryan said sadly and he looked up big brown eyes shinning. shit brendon was feeling bad now, he was feeling guilty for leaving ryan alone so much lately. he had to remember that ryan was basically a child and that if ryan really were a child brendon would never leave him alone.
'what the hell am i supposed to do? get him a babysitter?' brendon thought to himself as he watched ryan, who was now scowling and looking down at his food with sad eyes.
brendon sighed and stood from the table. was it ridiculous to consider getting a babysitter for a twenty-one year old? yeah, probably but ryan wasn't like other twenty-one year old's. if he was actually considering getting ryan a babysitter who would he call on?
maybe andy, he seemed pretty responsible but he wasn't sure if andy was mad at him. joe? nah joe would probably get ryan high...brendon didn't want to call on gabe because he was afraid that ryan would remember gabe from the night he was raped.
brendon sighed and moved into the living room, the curtains were drawn back and brendon could see across to jon and spencer's place. he moved closer to the window and peered out of it, he wasn't sure why but he figured an idea might come to him.
a small orange light caught brendon's eye. he realized that it was a lit cigarette. it took his eyes a moment to see the shadowy figure sitting on spencer and jon's porch. brendon looked in the driveway and saw that jon's pick up truck was gone so the figure had to be spencer.
suddenly an idea hit brendon and he considered himself stupid for not thinking of it sooner. he could ask spencer to watch ryan, it would be easy considering the two were neighbors. brendon and spencer hadn't talked much or ask favors of each other but spencer did know about ryan and how he was special. brendon wasn't sure what spencer would say but he figured it was worth a shot.
"i'll be right back ryan." brendon said to ryan to assure him that he wasn't leaving. it was a warm night and brendon liked the light breeze that tickled his face as he moved over to spencer's yard.
"hey, spencer?" brendon stopped and asked as he stopped right between the line of his own yard and spencer's yard.
"yeah?" spencer said and he seemed surprised that anyone was outside with him at the time.
"it's me brendon, your neighbor." brendon said as he moved across spencer's driveway.
"oh, hey brendon. what's up?" spencer asked and brendon could see him clearer now. he stood from the cement porch, glowing cigarette still in hand.
"not a lot...i uh didn't know you smoked." brendon mumbled, this was his best attempt at making small talk.
"i don't really, jon doesn't like the smell." spencer said quietly as he took a drag of the cigarette and exhaled, the silver smoke twisting intricate figures above his head. the screen door to spencer's house was open and brendon could see inside of it. hardwood floors and black furniture.
spencer had brought up jon but brendon wasn't too keen on pushing the issue, so instead he figured he'd get down to business.
"hey, spencer, i uh, know this is last mintue and all but i kinda got to go somewhere and i kinda need someone to watch ryan..." brendon trailed off. spencer looked kinda confused.
"ryan needs a babysitter?" spencer asked and brendon might have been wrong when he thought that spencer knew about ryan's condition.
"well, yeah, see he's got the mind of a kid basically...so it's really dangerous for him to be left home alone." brendon continued.
"oh" was all spencer said and he retook his seat on the cement porch and brendon leaned against the black metal pole of the porch.
"i can pay you if you want?" brendon asked, he looked up at spencer hopefully. spencer took another long drag off his cigarette before he blew out the smoke out and dropped the dying cigarette on the ground, stomping it out with his foot.
"alright, i'll do it...i assume it's at your place right?" spencer asked as he stood up and came down the stairs, now standing level with brendon. brendon nodded.
"yeah, it shouldn't be too long...i just gotta meet someone tonight." brendon told spencer. spencer nodded and tucked his hands into his pockets.
"cool, i'll be over in a few minutes...i just gotta leave a note for jon." spencer said and brendon pretended to not hear the drop in spencer's voice as he spoke his boyfriend's name.
brendon thanked spencer before he headed back to his own home, ryan sitting expectantly on the floor next to the door.
"i told you i'd be back ry." brendon said as he looked down at ryan. ryan gave a wide smile to brendon and brendon reached down and ruffled ryan's soft brown hair. "and good news, our friend spencer is going to come over and play with you for awhile." brendon said as he closed the door and glanced at the clock, it wasn't long till nate would show up.
"spen-spencer?" ryan asked and brendon heard him get up off the floor. brendon wasn't sure if ryan remembered spencer, hell, he wasn't sure if ryan even knew spencer back when he was normal. but he figured spencer was a good guy and he could trust him to look after ryan.
there was a soft knock on the door three minutes later and brendon went to open it, ryan trailing along behind him.
"hey, spencer, come on in." brendon said as he backed away and motioned for spencer to come into the house. spencer gave a curt nod, and brendon thought that he seemed a little nervous.
he watched spencer as he moved into the living room, standing behind the broken down couch. brendon couldn't fail to notice the large black eye that spencer was sporting, and again he moved quickly and meekly like he was afraid of everything around him.
spencer had his arms crossed and tucked safely into himself. again he was wearing a hoodie that was too large and tight jeans with a white belt. spencer kept his gaze flickering between the floor and brendon's face, probably hoping that brendon wouldn't see the dark bruise on his face.
"ryan, this is spencer, he's going to watch you tonight while i go out for awhile." brendon said to ryan as he motioned towards spencer. ryan was currently clinging to brendon's arm and peering at spencer shyly.
spencer waved to ryan and smiled while ryan continued to hide behind brendon. at that time brendon heard another knock on the door and he turned with a grin as he knew chances were good that it was nate.
brendon peeled ryan's hands off of his arms and headed towards the door. ryan and spencer both stood awkwardly in the living room as brendon opened the door, revealing the short cute bartender, nate.
"hey, bren, you look nice." nate said as he gave brendon a once over. brendon grinned.
"thanks nate." he said, brendon noticed that nate was looking beyond brendon, back at the two young men who stood in the living room. "oh, nate, this is my roomate ryan and my neighbor spencer." brendon said as he pointed out the two boys.
"hey." nate said with a little wave. spencer waved back and ryan did nothing but stare between spencer, brendon, and nate. "well, we'd better get going." nate said as he turned his attention back to brendon.
"oh, right." brendon said. he turned back to spencer and ryan. "ryan, i'm leaving now, spencer, i'll be back soon." spencer nodded and ryan frowned. brendon gave a little wave as he shut the door.
he got into nate's red and black car, with nate in the driver's seat and brendon in the front.
"so i don't think your roomate likes me." nate said and brendon turned to look at the older man who was driving.
"oh ryan? no, that's not it at all...see ryan, he's, well he's mentally challenged so he doesn't know what's going on." brendon told him. brendon thought that nate would ask more questions, want to know more about what had happened to ryan to make him the way he was, but he didn't. he simply nodded and kept driving.
the rest of the fifteen minute ride to the resturant was filled with small talk between the two boys. when they arrived at the fancy resturant nate and brendon got a good table and nate happened to pay for most of the date with brendon chipping in here and there.
the date was good in brendon's opinion and he liked nate more now that he had the chance to talk to him in a more natural setting then a strip club bar. brendon liked nate too because he seemed so normal, not like everyone else he knew, he didn't think nate did drugs and he had a job so that was already a step up from his previous relationship.
the date was innocent, like the ones brendon thought high schoolers had. nate was sweet and romantic and brendon could feel himself wanting to be around nate more and more.
there were of course times during the date that nate just looked so gorgeous that brendon wanted to pin him to the table and make out with him but he stuck to his plan to play it slow. he even stuck to said plan by giving nate a simple kiss on the cheek when nate dropped him off.
brendon thought that maybe playing it slow was a result of his relationship with pete, and how it left brendon feeling easy.
it was a little after eleven when brendon got back from his date with nate. the lights in his house were still on and jon's truck had yet to arrive in spencer's driveway.
he let himself into the house. everything seemed to be as it was when he left. that was good, it meant that ryan wasn't too much trouble. the tv was on and cartoons flickered across the screen. brendon moved into the living room and peered around the couch.
he grinned at the sight that was laid out before him. spencer was asleep on the couch, his head against the arm rest and his legs curled in. ryan was laying on spencer's thigh, sound asleep. brendon smiled and contemplated letting the two of them sleep on the couch that way but he ultimately decided against it.
brendon didn't think that jon would be pleased that spencer was over brendon's and that he was asleep with another guy on a couch, even if that guy had the mind of a child and couldn't even remember what sex was.
he moved to the couch quietly, he didn't really want to startle either of the sleeping boys. brendon moved behind the arm of the couch, near where spencer's head was resting. he reached out and laid a warm hand on spencer's shoulder. spencer jerked awake and brendon jumped back, he hadn't meant to scare spencer and he thought that jon beating him had made spencer a light sleeper.
"i'm sorry spencer." brendon said quietly, unlike spencer, ryan wasn't a light sleeper. he still remained asleep while spencer peered up at brendon with wide eyes.
"it's okay." spencer breathed, he realized he was safe and gave a little sigh. he looked down at the sleeping ryan and brendon saw him smile.
"was he good?" brendon asked and he realized that he sounded an awful lot like a parent. spencer nodded.
"he was great. i had a good time actually." he said as he continued to stare down at ryan.
"let me get him off you." brendon said, he moved to the couch and wrapped his arms around ryan's waist before he pulled him and turned him so that the boy was snuggled on the other end of the couch, his head pressed against the arms rest.
"thanks." spenncer said softly. he stood from the couch and brendon smiled at the younger guy. "well, i better get home jon will be back soon." spencer added. brendon was tempted to ask spencer about the bruises, to tell him that he saw what jon did to him, that he could help but he didn't. it was obvious that spencer couldn't get rid of jon and saying anything would just make things worse.
spencer left to go home and it was only after brendon had shrugged off his hoodie and his wallet had fallen to the floor with a dull thud did he realize that he had forgotten to pay spencer.
'shit, well i'll just run the money over now.' brendon thought. he glanced at the sleeping ryan before he grabbed his wallet and went over to spencer's place.
the heavy oak door was open and brendon could see the living room through the screen door. he knocked lightly and the door rattled under his fist. it was a few moments before he heard the thumping of footsteps and saw spencer peering into the doorway.
"hey, brendon, what's wrong?" spencer asked as he opened the door and stuck his head out.
"oh, nothing i just realized i forgot to pay you." brendon said with a grin.
"oh, well come in." spencer said, he was smiling as he moved away from the door and allowed brendon to come into the home.
spencer's place was set up almost the same as brendon's. the style was alittle better, brendon had to admit. but then again, ryan was the one who used to decorate. to the left of the doorway was the kitchen while to the right was the living room. from the door brendon could see a long hallway that at the end split into a left and right side where brendon thought the bedrooms and bathroom was.
"wanna drink or something?" spencer asked as he motioned towards the kitchen. brendon shook his head.
"nah, i'm good." brendon opened his wallet and fished out a twenty, he wasn't sure if spencer would accept it but he was going to try anyway. he held out the cash for spencer to take and spencer reached out and took hold of it, his eyes suddenly wide.
"oh, shit." spencer said.
"look spencer you earned the money so don't worry about it." brendon began.
"what? no, no, fuck! brendon, jon's home!" spencer cried his eyes wide and looking past brendon, looking through the screen door at the truck that was pulling up into the driveway.
brendon swallowed and looked at spencer for reassurance, when he found none he was sure he felt almost as scared as spencer usually did.
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