(Just a little side note that will come into play..

You're perfect just the way you are and don't let anyone tell you otherwise ❤️)

Brendon's POV
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Josh's food had ended up being really good! They told me it was pasta, and then we also had garlic bread. The pasta was good, but I think I liked the bread just a bit more.

After we ate, we sat on the couch and Dallon held me in his lap, while I showed my shells to Josh. We picked out which ones we liked the most, and Josh told me which ones he liked and what the colors reminded him of. He liked the yellow colored shell I had found, and I told him it reminded me of his brightly colored hair.

Eventually Tyler got off his game long enough to look at all my shells more closely, and he took the rock that I had given to Dallon.

I lean back into Dallon more as Ryan, Josh, and Tyler talk, my head resting against his shoulder and a soft and content sigh escaping my lips. I was starting to get a bit sleepy, but when I felt Dallon's hand on my thigh I woke up more. I look up at him and giggle softly, and I bury my face in his neck, my arms wrapping around him.

"D-Dally? Can w-we go la-lay down? I wa-wanna c-cuddle.." I say softly, and Dallon smiles and nods gently, kissing my head lovingly as he lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.

"Night guys," I hear him say, and I wave a little to them, Josh smiling and waving back while Ryan and Ty say a soft "goodnight".

"Also, I'll have something done with the rock by tomorrow morning for you, Dall!" Tyler calls, and I giggle and smile widely.

"Thanks, Ty!" Dallon calls back before taking me to our room so we can lay down.

He lays me down on my back, and he hovers over me, placing gentle kisses to my chest. They make me squirm because it kind of tickles, but I liked them a lot.

I had never even bothered putting a shirt on when we got out of the shower, and I just had a pair of Dallon's boxers on. They were a little big on me, but they wouldn't fall down or anything, and they were super comfy.

Dallon trails his kisses down, and he places light kisses to my belly, then moving down to kiss around the inside of my thighs, something that I enjoy a lot. I giggle as he puts more kisses on my belly, and he looks up at me and smiles, laughing softly.

"Does that tickle, baby?" He asks, and I giggle and nod my head a little gently as I look down at him.

"Y-Yeah, but I l-like it," I say, giggling again softly, and he continues to place his light kisses all over my chest, belly, and thighs. They were sweet, and very gentle, almost like he was scared if he kissed me any harder, that I'd break.

He moves up again, and he hovers over me more, starting to kiss at my neck, and most likely leave more marks against my skin. I loved the feeling though, and it let me know that he loved me.

He lets his hands run up my sides, before moving down to my thighs again. I tried pressing my thighs together since I was kinda embarrassed by them. My thighs were a little more plush then the rest of my body, and Dallon said that he liked them, but I still wasn't sure if he truly meant it.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asks softly, and he pulls his head so he can look me in the eyes, nothing but concern in his own.

"T-They're too.. I d-dunno.. pl-plush? They d-don't look l-like y-yours.. Y-Yours are st-strong, a-and mine a-aren't.. and my belly d-doesn't look like A-Atlas'.. he h-has lines li-like this," I explain, and I draw our lines on my belly and chest like Atlas has. I think he called them abs?

I pout a little as I think more about my body, and all of its little flaws. That wouldn't matter to Dallon though right? He wouldn't leave me if I didn't look a certain way, right? I hope it didn't matter, and I hope he wouldn't.

Dallon's POV
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I looked at Brendon for a while, frowning a little. "Baby, what're you talking about?" I asked.

Brendon rolled over a little, curling up. "I...I don't l-look as g-good as y-you." He said. "Y-you're p-pretty, I-I'm not."

I moved over so I could look into his eyes. "Brendon, don't you ever say that you aren't pretty ever again. You're beautiful, why would you think you aren't?"

"C-cause I d-don't look l-like you!" Brendon said. "I'm n-not as s-strong, m-my legs a-are kinda b-bigger, I-I look l-like a wh-whale."

"Brendon! No you don't!" I exclaimed. "For one you don't have barnacles growing on you, thank goodness. Also you look amazing! Why can't you see that? You've never said that before, why now?"

He shook his head. "A-Atlas always l-looks better, s-so do y-you."

"Atlas, that son of a bitch." I muttered to myself. "Darling, whatever that motherfucker said to you doesn't matter, okay? I love you, and you're beautiful. Do you want me to call Ryan, Josh, and Tyler in here, cause they'll tell you that too."

Thankfully Brendon said no to me calling our friends in. I don't even want to think about how awkward that would be for them to come in and have to answer that question. I smiled at Brendon a little. "Everything about you is amazing, baby, I love you like this, and I love you, not your body."

Brendon wrapped his arms around himself, listening to me. "Y-you don't l-like my b-body?"

"No, sweetheart, I love you, your body, I love every little part of you, I think you're perfect." I said softly, moving back closer to his legs. "I love you, Brendon."

"I-I love y-you t-too." He said, as I kissed his thighs. He gasped a little at the sudden contact, but it made me smile. I kissed my way up his entire upper body, stopping to leave marks on my favorite places on him, which were also his least favorite.

I left two small hickeys on both of his thighs, and I scattered a few around his chest and stomach. I had moved his boxers down a little, so I could kiss and bite his hip bone.

"D-Dally." Brendon sighed, his voice cracking a little, as he tried to breathe properly. I smiled, and bit the place a little harder. He grabbed the sheets on the bed, clenching them in his hands as a moan came from his mouth.

"Did you like that, sweetheart?" I asked, as I rubbed the place where I had left my newest mark, resting my head on his chest.

He nodded, letting go of the sheets to run his fingers through my hair. "H-how many m-marks did you l-leave?"

I shrugged. "Maybe a dozen or so, I left a lot on you cause I love all of you, Bren, no matter what anyone else says or thinks I'll always love you."

"Wh-what if I l-look like a wh-whale? W-will you s-still love m-me?" Brendon asked shyly.

"Of course I will, baby, I'll love you no matter how big or small you are, I love you." I said, tracing circles on his chest. I'm not sure why I was doing it, but it was fun.

I thought he might be upset that I was practically laying on top of him, but he wasn't. He kept his arms around me, his fingers still in my hair. I sighed, loving the feeling of him next to me.

That's when we both heard a loud crack of thunder outside the house.

Brendon let out a small scream, and clung to me, hiding his face in my neck. I wrapped my arms around him, rubbing his back gently.

"Baby doll, it's just thunder, it's not gonna hurt you." I said softly, kissing his cheek. "You've seen storms before, they're pretty."

"N-no, they're s-scary." Brendon whimpered, as lightning flashed. He hid his face again, pulling the sheets over us. I pulled them up over our heads, kissing him.

I felt him relax in my arms, as I kept rubbing his back. I hummed a little, trying to distract him from the storm outside.

He broke away from our kiss to yawn, pressing himself into my chest. "G-goodnight, D-Dally." I smiled, kissing the top of his head. I was about to say 'goodnight', that is until the lamp went off in our room.

We heard Josh, Tyler, and Ryan yell, and there was a crash from down the hall. Brendon whimpered again, and I closed my eyes. The power had gone off. Of course the power went out. I was done with today, and now I had to deal with this right now? I wanted to forget about it and just go to sleep, but Brendon was whimpering, pulling at my arm to get my attention.