Urie always preferred to be alone, everyone knew that. He would do whatever it takes to get away from his squad mates and just be alone all by himself.

He would gain more credit if he were to do things alone anyways. So when he came to you requesting to spar together it definitely took you by surprise.

Though, training with someone else definitely had some perks rather than doing it alone, being able to show off the skills you’ve been working on with someone as compatible as you and rather not a dummy.

With a final blow onto your stomach, you find yourself stumbling backwards yet again, slamming your head harshly with the impact as you cursed under your breath.

Urie stood where he was, not even bothering to help you up as he worked on fixing his gloves.

He had his black sleeveless tight-fit shirt, the one he always wore while working out or training. It gave a nice outline of his abs.

One eye painted dark grey with red veins crawling from underneath, being the only thing that gave it color.

“Get up, I know you have more in you. Dont be inadequated.”

He spoke, fixing his grip on the wooden sword in his hand while the other wiped away the beads of sweat from his forehead as he waited for you to pick yourself up.