I did it. It's over.

I'm a free man.

The trial lasted 3 days. yeah, they were hell but it was all worth it you could say.

Now I'm outside the court room and Brendon looks to me with the biggest smile.

"we did it!" he immediately tackled me in a hug, and of course I couldn't help but hug back.

the hug lasted longer than it probably should have, but we weren't complaining.

"so what now?" i ask once the hug finally breaks.

Brendon looked hesitant, but then took a look at his watch.

"it's pretty late, how 'bout i buy dinner?" he smiled at me charmingly.

"i would like that. I haven't had real food in 3 years." I smile following him outside the courthouse.

"well, I'd be happy to take you out."

I have no idea what his car looks like but i follow him hoping he'll take me to the right car.

He takes out his keys and presses a button so it does the little beep noise. He walks towards a small nice car, that i couldn't tell you the name of.

Brendon gets in the drivers seat while i take the passenger side. The car is really fancy. but maybe that's just because i haven't seen a real car in a while.

"oh hold on, I want to stop by my house real quick." he says starting up the vehicle.

I look over to him. I wasn't expecting to go to his house this quickly. Maybe i wanted to get him to take me home sooner or later, but not yet.

"what do we need at your place?" i was nervous, but i couldn't have him know that.

"I have something for you."

now i'm even more nervous. what could he have for me? he barely even knows me. it's probably a book on how to get your life together.

that's what i would have gotten me.

I don't ask about it. I'm curious, but i'd rather just wait to see what he has in store for me.

~

after awhile of driving, he pulled up to a house, which i assume is his, and parks his car in the empty driveway.

"alright, welcome to casa de Urie." he takes the keys out of the ignition and smiles at me, opening the door so he can get out. I mimic his actions.

He opens his front door, taking his blazer off, and walks in.

I softly follow him inside his small little house, only to hear the sound of soft clicking coming closer.

I can sense Brendon smile, even though i can't see it, as i see a little Jack Russel Terrier running up to him.

"hi Bogart!" Brendon bends down and picks him up kissing his neck region and the dog, Bogart I'm guessing his name is, licks Brendon's cheek.

"Ryan, this is my dog, Bogart." he smiles showing me the dog.

I smile at the creature and give it a little pet on the top of his head.

Brendon set the dog down and said to me, "okay I'll be right back." he flashed a smile and walked down a hall way. Bogart followed.

I awkwardly sat down on his couch alone waiting for his return.

after about 2 minutes, he came back holding a paper bag with the logo of some grocery store that i hadn't heard of. i can tell he just reused it.

"what's that?" i ask pointing to the bag, obviously that was my gift.

He handed me the bag and said, "nothing much, but i thought you'd want something other than those sweats to wear." he shrugged. I looked inside the bag to see some shirts and a couple pairs of jeans.

he really went all out and bought me clothes?

"oh my god, thank you." i smiled looking back up at him closing the bag. "that's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." i whisper.

he looks down and blush and i can't help but to hug him. "i didn't know what size so i just went a size bigger than me. i hope they fit." he says into the hug.

"so um, if you want you can use my guest shower. i know you probably haven't had a proper shower in so long." he offers me.

"i would love that if you don't mind." i say quietly.

"okay, bathroom is just next to the kitchen." he points to the opposite side of the house he was on earlier. I grab a set of clothes from the bag and walk that way and hope i can find my way.

and sure enough, when i turn the corner, there's a kitchen opening, and a small door next to it. I can only hope that's the bathroom.

I was correct.

~

I dried myself off after that shower and dress myself in some of the clothes Brendon picked out. One was a long sleeve shirt that was covered in red and white thin stripes. I looked at the pair of pants i picked out. Skinny khakis. this could work.

I walk back out to the living room to see Brendon on a laptop with the television on, and bogart next to his lap. He could be a master at multitasking.

I clear my throat to get Brendon's attention. Both he and Bogart shoot their heads toward me. He takes his laptop off his lap and stands up to greet me.

"wow! i'm glad they fit." he smiled. His outfit changed. Now he's wearing black jeans, a red t-shirt, and a leather jacket. and he took his glasses off.

"yeah me too.." i say looking at my new and improved outfit, "you look good." i smile admiring his attire, "different seeing you in something other than a suit." i joke.

"well, shall we go? i'm starved! i haven't eaten all day. and i imagine you want to get some real food in you?"

i nod, "yes please."

We're back in his car, going to dinner. I let him choose the destination because i would eat just about anything.

"so, why have you been so nice to me?" I ask him

"what do you mean?"

"well, you took me back to your place, got me clothes, and you're taking me out to dinner. i'm just curious i guess." i mumble.

"ryan, i told you. I see you as a friend. i'm treating you like any friend should."

i smile internally at his comment, "oh"

i feel i could like being out of jail. i could get used to this treatment quickly.

"i guess i'll find a hotel to stay at." i shrug slightly hoping he'd let me stay with him, "i hope Dan will have enough courtesy in him to let me stay with him." i look over to Brendon.

"hmm, maybe."

i frown and look back out the window and hear him chuckle.

"i have a couch you can stay on."

and with that, i smile. maybe he really can read my mind.

{A/N: hello it me.

if guys had uteruses they'd be called duderses.

don't forget to smile :D

~L <3 }