Brendon's POV
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That night, I ended up sleeping against Dallon's chest, my head in the perfect spot so that I could hear his heartbeat.

When I woke up that morning, I realized that I still don't have any clothes on, but I'm still against Dallon's chest, so that's all that really mattered to me at the moment.

I yawn and stretch a little, now resting my chin on Dallon's chest so that I can look up at him. He was still asleep, and he seemed peaceful too.

I smile and rub my eyes a little as I just nuzzle back into him. I look over and I notice my flowers on the nightstand, the bright colors making me smile even more than I already was.

I feel Dallon shift, and he groans a little. I slowly shuffle my way out of his arms, and I grab my hoodie and shorts, quickly slipping them on. I then ran into the kitchen. When I look around, I don't see anyone up and I pout, since I had wanted to get Dallon coffee.

Someone must have been up though, cause there still happens to be a pot of coffee. Usually I wouldn't do it by myself, and I would have Ryan help me, but surely it couldn't be that hard.

I go over and I look in the cabinets where Ryan always grabs Dallon's cups. I find the one he usually uses, and I stand on my tip toes so that I will be able to reach it. When I manage to get the cup down, I walk over to where the coffee is. I carefully picked the pot up, and I slowly and very, very carefully began pouring it into Dallon's cup.

I fill it up to where Ryan usually did, and then I put the pot back down. I pick up the cup again and I start to take it back to Dallon and I's room. I walk back down the hall, and I make it into our room, placing the cup on the nightstand by my vase with flowers.

I then crawl onto the bed, and I crawl over Dallon. I always woke him up like this, and he seemed to like it, so I just continued to do it. I place my hands on his chest, and my legs on either side of his hips.

"D-Dally!" I say, and I press against his chest, giggling softly. "Da-Dally, I h-have your c-coffee!"

"D-Dally, wake u-up!" I exclaim, and I giggle more. I press on his chest more, and I bounce a little, trying to wake him up. I hear Dallon groan, and he shifts a lot. I slowly see his eyes open, and I smile down at him, giggling.

"Hey, baby," Dallon groans out, and he wraps his arms around me as he slowly sits up and rubs his eyes. He kisses me gently before pulling away to grab his coffee.

"I de-decided wh-where I w-wanted to g-go," I say, and Dallon hums a little so I continue. "I w-wanna g-go somew-where f-fancy! J-Josh said th-that the f-fancy places a-are really p-pretty!" I say, and I giggle more happily.

"You wanna go somewhere fancy? You know we'd have to dress up a bit more, right baby?" He asks and I nod my head.

"Or I-I wanna g-go back t-to the f-flower sh-shop," I then say, not caring on which option it was.

"We can go somewhere fancy, baby, I will gladly take you somewhere," Dallon says, and I blush and smile, giggling more as I lean in and kiss him gently, tasting the coffee on his lips.

When we pull away, I smile as I feel one of Dallon's hands on my hip, gently rubbing circles there.

"Y-You d-don't have an-any clothes o-on," I say, and I giggle more as Dallon looks down at himself then back up to me.

"Well I guess you're right, darling," Dallon says, and he smirks slightly as he looks at me. I giggle more, and smile as he leans over and kisses my cheek.

I loved mornings like this when I could just cuddle him, and we could lay in bed together and not have to worry about anything at all besides each other. Dallon continued his gentle movements, and I relaxed into him. I hum softly and I trace out Dallon's chest lightly with my finger, being content in his lap.

Dallon's POV
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I finished up the rest of my coffee as I rubbed Brendon's waist as gently as I could, I smiled a little as I glance down at him. He giggled softly, resting his head on my chest.

"Baby, I gotta get up." I said. "We gotta get ready."

"R-ready f-for what?" Brendon asked, looking up at me.

"I...I don't really know, but we need to get up." I said. "I need a shower."

Brendon whimpered, still clinging to me. "C-can I c-come too?" I nodded, picking him up.

"Do you actually want a shower, or are you taking one cause I'm taking one?" I asked, shutting the bathroom door behind us. Brendon giggled, his cheeks turning light pink.

I smiled and rolled my eyes, turning the shower on. "Babe, you don't have to take one with me." He shook his head, his dark hair falling into his eyes. I smiled again, helping him pull his hoodie off.

I gasped a little, as I looked him up and down. His body was covered in hickeys, bite marks, and small bruises left by my fingers. "B-baby, I'm sorry."

He tilted his head to the side. "Wh-what are y-you s-sorry about, D-Dally?" I pointed to his chest, and gestured to the rest of him, showing him the marks I had left.

"I-I love th-them." He said. "Th-they make m-me y-yours." I bit my bottom lip, putting my hand on his waist. Had he really just said that he was mine?

We both stepped into the shower, and I switched the water on. Brendon let out a small shriek, and I gasped as the freezing cold water hit us. We both laughed a little, as I changed the temperature, the water starting to warm up a little.

We both took turns rinsing ourselves off, but while I was getting all the shampoo out of my hair, Brendon decided to kiss me. I was pushed against the shower wall, and I groaned a little as pain shot through my back and Brendon licked my lips.

I heard a small yelp from my boyfriend, as he suddenly broke away from our kiss. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" He cried out, his eyes tightly shut.

"Baby, what happened?" I asked, holding his face in my hands. "What hurts?"

"M-my eyes." He whimpered. "Th-the stuff i-in my h-hair g-got in th-them." I nodded, pulling him under the shower head.

"It's okay, baby doll, don't worry, you're okay." I said softly. "Open your eyes, baby, you need to wash all that out." He opened his eyes, whimpering more.

"I-it h-hurts."

"I know, baby, I know." I said, trailing kisses along his jaw, my hand moving to his hip, my thumb rubbing his V-line. He rested his head on my shoulder, whimpering a little.

"Do your eyes still hurt, sweetie?" I felt him nod, and I quickly shut the water off, stepping out of the shower. "I'm gonna give you some eyedrops, okay?"

Brendon whimpered again, as I looked around in a few drawers for the eyedrops. "Found 'em!" I pulled out the small bottle, and looked over at my boyfriend. "Sweetie, promise me you won't blink or wipe your eyes."

"I-I pr-promise." He said. "W-will it h-hurt?"

I shook my head, sitting on the rim of the tub, Brendon's head on my lap. I quickly put a few drops in his eyes, and he grabbed my legs, gasping a little. "Keep them in there, baby boy." I said gently, pulling him close again. He whimpered a few times, but then smiled a little.

"Th-thanks, D-Dally, it f-feels better n-now." He said. "C-can we g-get ready f-for our d-date?" I nodded, wrapping him up in a few towels, then put one around my hips. I checked to see if the coast was clear, and it didn't seem like anyone was paying attention, so we both went to our room, shutting the door behind us.

"So, you wanna go somewhere fancy, lemme think of where a good place is." I said, grabbing my phone off the bedside table.

"Wh-what should I w-wear?" Brendon asked, standing in the doorway of the closet. Just to be funny I had draped a towel over his head, so he kinda looked like a nun, and it was amusing me way more than it should have.

"Um, whatever you want, sweetheart." I replied, still trying to find a good place to eat.

Brendon pouted a little, crossing his arms. "D-Dally, pick s-something!" I put my phone down, looking at him.

"I don't know, sweetie, show me what you have that's fancy." I said, standing up. "Speaking of which, I need to find something fancy too." Brendon giggled softly, both of us looking
through our clothes.

Brendon's POV
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Dallon and I ended up pulling out everything that we had that was fancy, most of my clothing items being red, while Dallon's were several different colors.

"We could both wear suits, how about that, hun?" Dallon says, and he points to the few suits that he has in his pile of clothes. I cock my head a little, and I see that I only have two suits, a red one, and a sparkly black one.

I pull them away from my other clothes, and Dallon does the same thing. I pick up the rest of my clothes and put them back in the closet before walking back over and looking at Dallon, seeing him look at all his suits in thought.

"You should wear the red one, baby, you look absolutely stunning in red," I hear him say, and I blush and giggle as I step forward and grab the red suit. It was almost as red as my tail, but I think it was a bit of a brighter red while my tail was more like a ruby.

"C-Can I ch-choose y-yours?" I ask him, and Dallon gently nods his head as he gestures to the suits. The one that catches my eye is the black one, and I step forwards and run my fingers over the soft material it was made out of.

I take a liking to the black one, and I gently pick it up and hand it over to Dallon. He smiles and takes it from me.

"I-Is th-there an-anything y-you can w-wear with i-it thats r-red?" I ask him as I move and pick up my own suit, smiling and giggling a little as I hold it close to my chest. Dallon sets his suit back down on the bed, and he pulls me into a hug.

"I'm sure I can find something that's red to wear, baby. Don't worry," he says and he kisses my head gently as I lean into him, smiling a bit as his touch starts to relax me.

"We can go to dinner, okay? So we can just leave these set out and ready for us, alright, baby?" Dallon asks, and I nod my head gently, giggling as he kisses my cheek and even nips at it a little playfully.

"D-Dally, st-stop i-it!" I say, giggling softly still as he peppers my cheeks with nips, and kisses.

"Why? I just wanna eat you all up, baby! You're adorable," Dallon replies, smiling and laughing softly. He was really silly, but I didn't mind since it made me giggle a lot.

We get dressed, and we end up going and having breakfast with the others, and before I know it, it's already pretty late. Dallon grabs my hand, and he pulls me back into the bedroom where our suits are waiting for us.

Dallon lets me change in the bathroom, but I pout a bit since I didn't really know how to wear certain things, or how I was supposed to put them on.

"D-Dally!" I called, whining softly, and in no time Dallon stands at the bathroom door, with only a pair of pants on but no shirt. I look up and giggle a little, blushing because he was shirtless, but also because I was a bit embarrassed.

"Yes, baby?" He asks, and I huff softly.

"I du-dunno how to we-wear half o-of th-this.." I say, and Dallon just smiles fondly as he steps forward and he picks up the pieces of my suit.

"Alright, baby, I'll help you," Dallon replies, kissing my lips gently.

Dallon helps me get dressed, and with a few minor mistakes, were successful. Moments like this are what made me love Dallon even more. He wasn't quick to get mad or impatient if I didn't know how to do things, and he just constantly helped me in general. I loved him a lot, and nothing could ever stop that.