Brendon's POV
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That night, Dallon let me borrow some of his clothes. I didn't really like them as much, only because they felt funny on my legs, but otherwise I didn't really mind them.

Dallon had given me his hoodie as he called it, and he let me keep on the pants he had already given me.

We were currently on the couch cuddling, while Tyler tried to show me how to play his video game. Josh was arguing with Tyler on who should be teaching me, and it made me giggle quietly.

Ryan on the other hand looked like he was completely done with everything as he sat on the couch, waiting for them to continue playing the video game.

"Why should YOU teach him when I play more than you?!" Tyler asks, and he puts his arms up in the air, making me giggle a lot more than I already was.

"Because you don't even know what you're doing!" Josh responds, earning a light slap to the chest by Tyler. "What?! You don't! You wouldn't be able to tell him in a way he'd understand!"

They had been back and forth like this for awhile, and they still didn't fail to make me giggle with each thing they said.

I lean into Dallon more as I look at the screen, looking at the pretty picture it has on it. I did miss seeing the penguins though, they were so funny! Especially the way they walked!

"How about you two just forget trying to teach him because all you're gonna do is argue!" Ryan says, and Josh and Tyler stop and look at him, their bickering calming down.

They honestly sounded like a bunch of the noisy seagulls I always hear when I go up close to the beach. I didn't like them.

"Fine!" Tyler says, and I giggle at the way he crosses his arms for a few seconds before tuning and picking up his controller, unpausing the game so that he and Josh could play it again.

Josh just huffs, but he too grabs his remote, and he begins playing too, me, Ryan, and Dallon just  sitting back and watching, occasionally giggling when they would start bickering again.

This goes on for hours, until I notice that it's dark outside. I'm usually asleep by now, curled up on the cold rocks that I had always slept on. But yet here I am, curled up in Dallon's arms on a couch.

I'm still watching Tyler and Josh play their game, but I feel my eyes start to get heavy, a soft yawn escaping my lips as I lean back into Dallon more, desperately trying to keep myself awake enough to continue watching Tyler and Josh.

Dallon seems to take notice of this, and I feel him kiss the side of my neck gently, humming softly.

"Are you sleepy, baby?" He asks softly, and I shake my head lazily, my lie obviously apparent since my eyes were starting to get heavy again, threatening to close.

I hear him chuckle, and I snap my eyes open again.

"C'mon baby, it's late anyways. We can go to my room and cuddle, how about that?" He proposes, and I only nod a little, not in the mood to argue or even try to fight it anymore.

Dallon slowly begins getting up, letting go of me, a soft whine escaping my lips.

"Hey, Ryan? Will you help me get Brendon to my room?" Dallon asks, and I see Ryan nod. The help was for both of us, seeing as Dallon could barely walk because of his feet, and I could just barely walk since I still wasn't used to my legs.

Ryan wraps an arm around Dallon to help him, and I sort've just stumble along as I follow them.

We get to what I presume is Dallon's room, and Ryan helps Dallon lay down on a flat thing, but it looks really soft and comfy, much comfier than rocks. I slowly stumble my way over, and I almost collapse next to Dallon, gasping a little as I feel how soft the object is.

Ryan nods to Dallon who nods back, before he turns off the lights, and walks out, the only thing giving us light in the room being the tv Dallon had, and I notice that it's on the nature channel again!

I curl up next to Dallon, yawning a little quietly, and I giggle as I lean up and kiss him, putting as much love as I could into the kiss I was giving him.

Dallon's POV
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I ran my fingers through Brendon's hair, as he watched the TV. I was glad that the nature channel was the first thing that was on, so I knew my boyfriend was happy.

I smiled, as I saw Brendon try to stay awake, blinking his eyes a lot and yawning from time to time. "Sweetheart, you can go to sleep."

"N-no." He whimpered. "I wanna s-stay up with you, b-baby."

I kissed his forehead. "You can go to sleep, baby, I don't mind. I'll keep my arms around you the whole time you sleep, and when you wake up I'll be right next to you." I smiled at him, as I saw his eyes light up.

"I l-love you, D-Dally." Brendon said sleepily, pressing himself up against my chest. I wrapped my arms protectively around him, kissing the top of his head.

"Good night, baby boy, I love you to the moon and back." I said.

"I l-love you m-more than h-how deep the oc-ocean is." Brendon murmured sleepily, his breathing beginning to even out.

I smiled, switching the TV off, pulling the blankets up to cover the both of us, and fell asleep with my boyfriend right next to me. I would never have to worry about if he was safe at night any more, I knew he was right here in the same bed as me, which made me feel ten times better about everything.

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  I woke up to shouting. I knew it wasn't Brendon, Tyler, Josh, or even Ryan. So who the hell was yelling? I felt around the bed, not feeling my boyfriend. I sat up, yawning. "Babe?"

I saw Brendon laying down on his stomach, facing away from me. He was watching the TV, his head tilted to the side in confusion. I saw that he was watching a football game, and I smiled to myself, knowing he didn't even know what he was seeing.

I leaned forwards, kissing his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder, gasping excitedly. "Y-You're awake!"

"Good morning, sweetie." I said, pressing my lips against his in a quick yet sweet kiss. "What're you watching?"

"I d-don't know, b-but they y-yell a lo-lot." Brendon said, resting his head on my shoulder. "Wh-Why do t-they keep hu-hurting e-each other?"

"It's a game, Bren, the guys in the red outfits are trying to win, and so are the guys in black." I explained. "They tackle each other to get that ball, so they can get points, the team with the most points wins."

"Oh, o-okay." Brendon said. "C-Can we w-watch so-something else, p-please?"

"Sure, sweetie, here." I said, handing him the remote.

Brendon flipped through the channels, while I rubbed his back with my hand. I gave him a kiss under his ear, as he stopped on another nature show. I didn't know there were so many of them, but then again I only really watched random comedy movies my friends thought were dumb, so I wouldn't know.

Brendon giggled a little, lightly swinging his feet back and forth in the air, his chin propped up in his hands. He looked adorable, and I told him that.

"A-Aw, th-thanks, Dally." He said, then let out an excited shriek. "B-Babe! Lo-Look!"

I looked over at the screen, seeing that there were penguins on again. "You love those things, don't you?"

"C-can we g-get one?" Brendon asked me, not taking his eyes off the screen, a small smile on his face.

"If we could we would, baby." I said. "I'm more of a dog person."

"D-dogs?" Brendon asked, suddenly quiet. "They're s-scary."

"Oh, sweetie, I didn't know you were scared of them." I said softly.

"Th-They're loud, and they g-growl when t-they smell m-me." Brendon whimpered, moving closer to my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Bren." I said, kissing the top of his head. "If dogs scare you then we don't have to ever get one, I think cats are kinda cute too."

He smiled. "W-What's a c-cat?"

"It's a small, fuzzy animal kinda like a small dog, but it purrs and meows instead of barking." I said, meowing after so he would know what one sounded like.

He giggled. "That sounds c-cute." I smiled at him again, kissing his temple.

"Hey, guys," Josh said, opening the door. "Oh you're up! Good morning!"

"Hi, J-Josh!" Brendon exclaimed, waving at our friend, and in the process accidentally hitting me in the side of the face.

"Oh g-goodness, Dally! I-Im so sorry!" Brendon exclaimed, reaching up to check on where he had hit me.

I laughed. "You're adorable, I love you." I saw him sigh in relief, then he kissed me right where he had hit me.

"Okay, lovebirds, I get it." Josh said, grinning at us. "What should we do today?"

Brendon and I looked at each other. "Whatever."

"Jeez, that's so helpful." Josh said sarcastically. "I'm gonna go ask Ty and Ryan."

"O-okay!" Brendon called. "Bye!"

"Bye!" Josh called back, waving.

    Brendon and I lay in bed for a long time, while I answered his questions about the most random things. How do humans swim with no tail? Why was our bed so soft? What did you do in a bathtub other than lay in it? Why were my hoodies so big? So on and so on.

"Hey, babe, I'm gonna take a shower." I said. "Do you want one?"

"Can I t-take one with y-you?" Brendon asked.

I realized that would actually make a lot more sense because we both could barely stand, also I wanted to take a shower with my boyfriend really bad. "Sure, c'mon."

We went into the bathroom, and I got out some towels and turned the shower on. "How hot do you want it?"

Brendon felt the water. "I l-like it like th-that."

I smiled. "Okay, let's get in." Brendon was about to step in, when I saw that he still had his clothes on. "Woah, babe, you gotta take your clothes off."

Brendon's eyes widened a little bit. "I th-thought you s-said..."

I shrugged. "Just undress, baby." Brendon nodded, taking his clothes off, keeping his eyes on me as I did the same.

"Y-you're really pretty, D-Dally." He said softly, blushing a little. I smiled and blushed back.

"So are you, Bren." I said, as we both got in the shower. Brendon gasped a little, as the warm water fell on us.

"Okay, do you wanna use normal or lavender soap?" I asked. I was picky as fuck about my soap, so I wanted to check with Bren that I didn't put something on him that he was gonna hate.

"C-can I smell them?" He asked.

I shrugged, handing him the soap, which nearly slipped out of his hands. "It's slippery!" He giggled. "This o-one smells p-pretty"

I smiled. "Lavender it is." I grabbed a washcloth, rubbing it all over the soap. "Here, babe, you're just gonna rub that all over your body."

Brendon looked at me, confused. "Huh?" I smiled, shaking my head.

"Here, I'll help you." I said, helping him wash off his body. Brendon sighed happily, so I guess I was doing an okay job.

"Okay, now this is shampoo, it's gonna go in your hair." I explained, as I rinsed the soap on myself off. "It'll make it soft and curly.

"Like y-yours?" Brendon asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, kinda like mine."

Brendon smiled at me, as he turned around so his back was to me. "C-can you do it for m-me?"

"Sure, babe." I said, putting the shampoo in my hands, then began massaging it into Brendon's hair. He sighed again.

"F-feels so good, Dally." He said softly, as we switched places so he could rinse out his hair.

"I'm glad, now we gotta do conditioner." I said. "There's a lot that goes into hair."

He pulled me closer to himself, kissing me suddenly. It felt good and weird because we were in the shower, no clothes on our bodies, but I was also with him, so I didn't really think about it all too much. Brendon ran his hands up and down my back, which made me shiver. We broke apart from our kiss so I could help my boyfriend with the rest of his hair cleaning, and then we got out of the shower.

  I wrapped him up in a towel, helping him dry off. I rung out my hair, so now it was all spikey. Brendon giggled, running his fingers through it to lay it back down. "We better put some clothes on." I said.

"O-Okay, Dally." He said, a small pout on his face.

I rolled my eyes, smiling. "Here's another hoodie of mine, and here're some jeans!"

He caught the clothes as I tossed them to him. "Th-Thanks, dally."

"Sure thing." I said, as I put on my own jeans and yellow t-shirt.

"How d-do I look?" Brendon asked. I turned to see him, smiling and nodding reassuringly. He smiled back, running his hand through his hair. "D-DALLY! It's fl-fluffy!"

I laughed, as Brendon felt his hair, a giant grin across his face. "You're adorable, baby, you know that right?"

He nodded, even though I knew he was paying almost no attention to me "Dally? C-can we take another shower a-again sometime?"

"Of course, sweetie, I'll take as many showers as you want." I said, pulling him onto my lap, turning him around a little so we were facing each other, his legs wrapped around my waist. "I love you, Brenny."

"I love you t-too, Dally."