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Chocolate Candy
By Eyecandy.For.Your.Luxury

 


Chocolate Candy

By Eyecandy.For.Your.Luxury

Warning:

Fluff. Majorly. That is all.

Thank you.

Easter Sunday.

This is the day when you see multiple young children (and Brendon Urie) run around the front yard, scouting for chocolate in a plastic egg. Oh, and the fact of Brendon's creepy love for chocolate. LOVE, I'm telling you.

“Rrrrryyyyyyyannnnnnnnnnn!” Brendon whined, skipping up to the older male. Ryan Ross, a boy of 20, sighed heavily.

“Yes, Brendon?” He replied for the umpteenth hundred time.

“Will you come hunt eggs with me? Please!” Brendon said, sticking out his lower lip. Ryan groaned. He hated that look…

“Fine…” Ryan mumbled, getting up from his comfortable position on the ground and following Brendon down the yard. They reached a giant bush, in which Brendon dove into randomly. Ryan blinked, before busting out laughing when Brendon poked his head out of the bush.

“What?” Brendon asked, looking innocently at Ryan.

“You're…You're…” But Ryan couldn't even finish his sentence from the hardcore laughing he was doing. Brendon pouted and crawled out of the bush.

“Ry!” Brendon whined, standing up and right in front of Ryan.

“Y-Yes?” Ryan managed to stutter out through the laughs.

“You're laughing at me, and it hurts my feelings,” Brendon said, pouting and crossing his arms. Ryan stuck out his lips.

“I sorry Brendon. Does Brendon forgive me?”

Brendon grinned.

“Yes, Brendon forgives you!” Brendon tackled poor Ryan to the ground, both boys hitting the soft grass with a thud. Ryan sighed, and Brendon laughed.

“Must you do that all the time?”

“Yes, I must.” Replied Brendon.

“Well, would you mind getting off of me so we can eat your chocolate?” Ryan groaned, sitting up and throwing Brendon off of him in the process. Brendon gasped.

My chocolate? How dare you.”

“Shut up and hand over your eggs.”

Brendon busted out in laughter, causing Ryan to blush.

“Not like that you moron!” Ryan retaliated, trying his hardest not to blush as hard as he was. Brendon just laughed harder. “Brendon you are such a dumbass…”

Brendon grinned.

“You know you love me, Ross.”

“You have no idea”

“Yeah, yeah, keep dreaming.” Ryan replied, silencing the other voice in his head.

“Well, since you are so mean, let's go inside so I can share my chocolate with Spencer and Jon. And not you!” Brendon laughed and jumped up, taking off for the house. Ryan yelled out after him:

“Brendon get your cute ass back here!”

When both boys arrived, they saw a note on the front door.

Hey guys,

Spencer went to go see Irene at her house for Easter and I went over to Jen's. See you guys later tonight! Try not to have too much fun!

Jon

“Well, look's like you have to share the chocolate now, Brendon.”

“Never!” Brendon replied, dashing through the front door. Ryan wasted no time running after the younger male, chasing him through the kitchen and to the living room.

“Brendon you better hold still because when I get a hold of you, you aren't going to have any of that precious chocolate of yours!” Ryan hisses, jumping over a couch and pouncing on Brendon. They both hit the floor, laughing.

“Damnit! I really wanted my chocolate!” Brendon whined as Ryan sat up with the new chocolate he stole. Ryan popped open lid on the giant egg, staring down at a long block of Hershey's. Ryan licked his lips.

“Looks delectable.”

Brendon whined again. Ryan finally glanced over at the boy to see him almost in tears.

“Do you want some Brendon?” Ryan asked.

“Yes.”

Ryan got off of Brendon (reluctantly) and broke the bar in half, handing Brendon a half. Brendon took it eagerly and started to eat it.

“Thank you! But it's melting already damnit!” Brendon whimpered, trying to get the chocolate off of his chin. Ryan laughed.

“Need some help?” Ryan asked, before leaning in and licking the chocolate off of Brendon's chin. This time, Brendon blushed.

“Hey Ryan?” Brendon asked.

“Yes?” Ryan replied, pouting over the fact his chocolate bar was already gone.

“Are you going to finish the chocolate on your face?”

Did Ryan ever mention how much Brendon loved chocolate?

 

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