I'm leaving for Greece in 3 days and I've currently got a theist infection so I'm not really in the best of moods unfortunately. Also doesn't help matters that everything that I usually eat and drink (i.e. Coffee) is all on the list of things I shouldn't eat with a sore throat so I'm smad af

Thank you for over 4.05K comments! I love how this book has more comments than votes, it makes it feel so much more appreciated

Also! I just finished a fanfiction (Skittles) and I'm currently trying to finish another (Gentleman) so that's the reason for my late updates. But you will be granted with your bulk of updates so very soon (;

Honestly, here's some soft fluff as a sorry for making you all suffer through the last chapters 

*triggers*

Brendon's injuries aren't as bad as Dallon had anticipated them to be. Of course, any injury is a bad injury but it's not at Dallons most worse and feared whenever Brendon had been checked into the hospital and taken straight to surgery before Dallon even had the time to see him. Most of the injures were cuts and bruises, infections in untreated whip, cane and belt marks that little up Brendon's thighs, his back and his ass, deep and nasty looking.

There was no serious head injuries, something that Dallon had been worried about the most, neither was there any internal bleeding which had calmed the mans nerves also. Although, Brendon was suffering an arm that was broken in 2 places as well as intense brushing around his hips, ass and tail area. Finishing off the list was irritation to the throat, including bruising on the outside and irritation on the inside.

What Dallon had been holding his breath about was anything worse than just injuries that he could see. Brendon had been throughly tested for everything and Dallon had deflated whenever they came back as negative that Brendon hadn't contracted anything or had been anally raped.

"I'm hungry."Brendon pouts, fluttering his eyelashes at Dallon who's sprawled out on the uncomfortable hospital chair that has been stationed beside the hospital bed, haven been kicked out of the bed by Brendon during the night whenever the hybrid had stretched and literally kicked him out of the small hospital bed.

"How about some soup?"

"Nobody likes soup, it's boring."

"I like soup."

"Exactly, and you're boring."Brendon sighs dramatically, hissing in pain whenever he slumps too hard into the pillows on his bed. Dallon had even went as far as bringing his pillow up for Brendon in the hospital and that was only for the fact that the pillows in the hospital were too thin and the pillow smelt strongly of Dallon.

"It'll be good for your throat."Dallon tries, already texting Ryan as well as a list of other things that he wants the man to bring up with him, including a change of clothes and Freddie because apparently Sinatra is lonely without his best buddy.

"I want animal crackers."

"Brendon, no."Dallon sighs, looking away from his phone and to Brendon who looks at him with an angry pout on his lips at being denied the food that he wants."It's not a meal and the doctor says you can't eat things that will irritate your throat, baby."

It was bad enough already, the irritation of Brendon's inner throat leaving the hybrid with a scratchy and raw voice that must be painful to talk through but Brendon has yet to complain about. Usually, Brendon complains about everything and anything but since he's woken up, he's relapsed to his quiet fear of speaking about his own pain.

"But I want crackers!"

"How about some mash potatoes, yeah? I'll get Ryan to pick some up on his way here."Dallon tries because the least he wants right now is some type of argument or tantrum. He's just as tired as Brendon is, maybe even more so seeing as he's scared to sleep incase all of this is his own type of sick, twisted dream and he'll awake to be alone in the house without his baby wrapped up in his arms.

"Ryan's coming?"Brendon immediately perks up, the kitten ears on his head standing up at the mention of the man. He's supposed to be checking out of the hospital later on today, the doctor giving him the go ahead to go home as long as Dallon keeps cleaning his cuts and he comes back for his check ups with Doctor Harris.

"Yes he is, he's driving us home."Because Dallon hadn't brought his car to the hospital for the fact that he had ran here upon the news that Brendon was being checked into the hospital under emergency care.

"I can show him my cast! Cus' it's cool and pink and it's covered in Mickey stickers!"

"Very cool, peanut."Dallon chuckles whenever Brendon holds the cast out to show Dallon as if the man hasn't seen the cast enough times in the last 2 days. He lowers the cast back to Brendon's chest, something that makes the hybrid pout."Lets not move your arm too much."

"Lets stop being such a worry wart."The hybrid retorts with a glare, his kitten ears twitching in his hair.

"Worry wart?"The Daddy is unable to help the confused splutter of a laugh at the choice of phrase."Who the fuck told you that phrase?"

"First, naughty word."Brendon scowls, shaking his index finger at the man with a shake of his head because that's a big big naughty word."And second, Tyler was calling you it on the phone whenever you were sleeping and I stole your phone."

"If I go onto my phone and find out you've used up my storage with selfies of you I swear to god Brendon-"because he has enough photographs of Brendon to begin with more, and as much as he loves Brendon more than anything in the whole world, he's seen the hybrid in every possible angle, lighting, facial feature possible.

Brendon was already his home screen and lockscreen, as well as on every piece of social media that Dallon owned. He's pretty sure the world has seen enough of Brendon Urie but Dallon never will.

"But I'm cute, you can never have enough photos of me."

"The cutest in the world,"Dallon agrees, leaning across the hospital bed and pressing a sweet and gentle kiss upon Brendon's puckered lips, being careful of the healing stitches on his lips as he does so. Pulling away, he rubs his nose against Brendon's in an Eskimo kiss as he talks."But I'm not a millionaire and I have limited storage on my phone."

"Well delete other things to keep all the photos of me."

"Fine, but that's only because I love you."He guesses he can delete some apps, music as well seeing as Brendon deems his voice good enough that Dallon doesn't need actual music to listen to. The cheeky shit.

"I know,"Brendon giggles, the corner of his eyes crinkling up in a laugh."And I love you too."

"I love you more."He declares, pecking Brendon's pink pouty lips with a small laugh because he's kissed kissing Brendon's lips so much. He's missed everything from the tips of Brendon's dark kitten ears to his nose and his cute little butt. He's missed it all.

"Now that's just unfair."

"Well It's the truth."

"Dallon?"Brendon perks up after a couple of minutes of silence, his eyes casting away from his broken arm and to Dallon who has settled on the bed beside him, lying in a potion that surely can't be comfortable.

"Yeah?"

"You smell really bad."He whispers the confession with a giggle, peering at the man through his thick eyelashes with a cheeky grin on his face.

"You don't smell any better."Dallons declares because there's no use in denying his own scent because he hasn't washed in a week since he's been here at the hospital with Brendon.

"Excuse me, but I'm not well and you're supposed to be nice to me! Take it back!"

"Well you started it."

"And I'm finishing it. Take it back."

"Nope. We both smell but that's what makes us a good couple."

Ryan is coming up with a change of clothes shortly after Brendon's last visit from the doctor that had been stationed with Brendon for the time he was in the hospital. He's nice, not as nice as Doctor Harris but he tries his best to make Brendon feel comfortable and even gives him a sticker for being so good which is all the matters!

A nurse appears to take Brendon off his drip and I.V an hour later while the hybrid is eating away at the creamy mash potatoes that Ryan had brought up with him and yeah, even the mash potatoes hurt going down his throat so maybe Animal Crackers wouldn't have been the best option.

"Where's Pete?"Brendon asks curiously from the back seat, Sinatra and Freddie resting between his broken arm sling and chest and his uninjured arm stretched out so that he's grabbed onto Dallons, making sure that the man isn't disappearing.

The first time that Dallon had left to go and pee whenever he had thought that Brendon had been asleep ended with Brendon's confused and fearful crying that had sent Dallon rushing down the hospital hallways with his jeans half way down his thighs. Turns out, Brendon didn't want Dallon our if his sight and to be honest, neither does Dallon.

"Pete had to work today, Buddy, but they said that they'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning."

"I'm more important than work."Brendon declares with a pout, his kitten ears flattering into his hair as he looks into the front two seats. It's light outside, close to dinner time from what the car clock reads and seeing the sun in the sky makes Brendon feel all angsty all over.

"Of course you are, nobody said that you weren't."Ryan laughs as he pulls into Dallon and Brendon's street."But Pete already took so much time off work and they need money. They promised they'll see you tomorrow."

"Fine."Brendon huffs because he'd been looking forward to seeing his best friend ever since he'd woken up. Of course, he'd been able to talk to Pete over the phone as well as Josh and Tyler but he's only seen Ryan whose came up to bring him his favourite foods.

Pulling into the drive way, Brendon's body visibly relaxes at the sight of his home, because that's what it is. It's where he lives with Dallon, where he feels safe, where he feels protected and loved and that's what a home is supposed to be. That's where his bed is, his bathroom, his television and his clothes and he's probably missed his bed second most, after Dallon of course.

"I want Mac n' Cheese."

"When do you not want Mac N' Cheese. You eat it so much that I'm surprised it hasn't came out of your nose."Dallon snorts as he pushes over the front door, arms gathered with pillows as well as Sinatra and Freddie as Brendon was unable to carry them, Ryan still getting other stuff from the car.

"Ewwwww, snotty Mac n' cheese. Who would eat that?"

"Josh would."Petes voice makes Brendon jump despite his aches and pains. Their standing in the livingroom, cladded in jeans and a hoodie with a grin on their face as if their presence was planned all along. With a shrug of their shoulders, Pete continues."But then again, Josh would eat anything as long as it doesn't come out of his own ass."

"I would not!"Josh chimes offended.

"So you would eat something that comes out of your own ass?"

"That's not what I said."He growls from his place on the sofa, eyes narrowed angrily at Pete who rolls their hazel eyes at the dog hybrid with a cocky grin on their lips.

"That's what you implied."

"You're such an asshole!"Brendon is suddenly shouting at Pete.

"Yes I am, please tell me something I don't already know."Pete's lips all info that familiar smirk as they look at Brendon's furious expression on his face, stopping from going to aid Brendon as the hybrid storms over with least amount of body movement as possible.

"Ryan told me that you were working! That none of you would be here because you'd all be working!"It hurts to shout but at the moment he doesn't care because he feels so betrayed right now. And then all of a sudden his shoulders slump back and his bottom lip starts to wobble."I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, bubba."Pete whispers, being careful of the hybrids cuts and bruises and broken bones as they hugs Brendon around the shoulders.

"Can I hug Brendon now?"Josh is being restrained by a firm hand at the back of his neck because warned or not about Brendon and his injuries, the puppy hybrid will leap on him, it's a cert it will happen.

"Let Brendon and Pete have their moment. They're soul mates."

"Watch it, Tyler."Dallon was still say too sensitive about the whole Pete and Brendon kissing incident that was never debated brought up around Dallon. It makes his jealously flare up badly and nobody likes a jealous Dallon.

"Joshua! Look at my cast!"Brendon is made realised that Josh and Tyler are also in the room, squirming out of Petes hold and waddling over to where Josh and Tyler are sitting on the sofa. The moment he sits down, Josh is licking at his face, yelping excitedly which makes Brendon giggle."Stop it! Gross!"

"You're back!"

"I am! Now look at my cast. Not too close though because you'll probably eat it and I don't want that because I need it to make my arm better but you can look at it."The hybrid declares, holding out his pink cast to show Josh and Tyler.

And it's good too be back because he's missed everyone. He's missed Tyler's funny comments and Josh's weird ways of affection. He's missed the way that Ryan is always there sneaking him pieces of chocolate and cake whenever Dallon isn't looking and the way that Pete cuddles into him whenever they're watching a film. And he's missed Dallon, he's missed his kisses, his hugs and he hopes he'll never have to miss it again.

I didn't know how to end the chapter but here is your chapter and I'll be sure to update in the next 3 days hopefully because I'll be writing on the plane and in the airport because I NEED to update a lot more because I've been lazy and watching Brooklyn 99 instead lmao

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