Dallon wakes to Tyler's alarm.

"Good morning, sunshine." Tyler says hanging over the bed looking down at Dallon.

Dallon rolls his eyes "Why am I on the floor?"

"'Cause you were very drunk, you fell, and you just stayed there" Tyler says not going into detail.

A Dallon gets up slowly trying not to trigger his headache, he sits on the bed next to Tyler his noticing the marks on his boyfriend's neck.

"Did I do that to you?" Dallon runs his fingers softly against Tyler's neck.

"Yes, it's okay." Tyler says move his hand away.

"Are you sure?" Dallon

"Yeah, I don't know how I'm gonna cover it up though."

"I may have something in my closet you can wear" Dallon shrugs

"Okay I'll look"

Dallon takes his phone out of his pocket to see take

Brendon: I swear...

Ryan: Fuck...

Dallon choses to text Brendon first.

Brendon:

Brendon: I swear you're a vampire

Dallon smiles at his work.

Dallon: Just showing everyone that you're owned, baby. Wear it with pride. 😘

Brendon: Yes, sir

Dallon: Good boy

Dallon switches over to Ryan

Ryan: Fuck you, Weekes

Dallon: Maybe later 😉

Ryan: Not what you said last night 🙄

Dallon: I must have been totally wasted then

Ryan: I know that's supposed be an insult but you were

Dallon: I know, I woke up on the floor and Tyler has hickeys on his neck that I don't remember giving him.

Ryan: 😂 From 1-Brendon's how bad are they.

Dallon: About a 4.5 not super dark but noticeable

Dallon: Wait did you talk to Brendon or something?

Ryan: No just remember the marks you left on him last time I saw him.

Dallon: Haven't left any on you in while.

"Can I wear this, Dally?" Tyler walks out his closet wearing one of Dallon's high collar shirts. Dallon turns off his phone and directs his attention to his boyfriend.

"Yeah sure, it kinda looks like a dress on you."

"No one told you to be so tall." Tyler huffs rolling his eyes.

"No one told you to be so short and cute." Dallon pulls Tyler into his lap and repeatedly leaves soft kisses all over his face.

"I gotta get ready." Tyler giggles breaking free from his boyfriend's grasp.

Dallon sighs and goes back to his phone.

Ryan: Are you still drunk?

Dallon: no

Ryan: you sure??

Dallon: I like to have balance

Ryan: It would be easier if you just tell Tyler.

Dallon: Bye Ryan

Ryan: Awh, someone is mad, bye Dally.

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