(Me and my friend came up with this, I hope you enjoy! It's kinda sad ig? Eh-

Little!brendon
Daddy!dallon )

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The little sighed heavily as he laid in bed, his daddy in the other room working on his lap top.

He had felt lonely almost all day, and there was only so much he could do to entertain himself while his daddy was away. He knew he was busy, but the constant replies of "not right now" did hurt a little.

He just pushed that aside though, not bothering in worrying about it all too much.

Brendon slowly pushes himself up on the bed, looking around the room for a second. His forgotten teddy bear lay on the ground beside the bed, and he slowly leant down to pick it up.

"Hi, teddy.." he murmurs, adjusting the fur on the bears head, for he didn't want it to lay in his eyes.

"Daddy's busy.." he sighs, sparing a glance at his teddy before he slowly looks up at the clock. His daddy had said he would be done around this time, so maybe he wouldn't turn him down this time?

"Stay, teddy! Imma go get daddy!" He gasps, giggling happily as he slowly lays the bear down against the bed, making sure he was sat up before he jumps off of the bed himself.

He pads over to the older's office, coming face to face with the locked door. He lightly knocks on it, slowly pushing it open and letting himself in afterwards.

"Daddy! You said you'd be done by now!" He says as he walks in, catching the other man's attention.

"Brendon, I said not right now. I'm busy, and I'm about to go out." He says hastily, not even sparing a glance at the other as he goes back to working.

"Oh.." Brendon responds, his shoulders slouching as he wrapped his arms around his torso.

Dallon never told him he was going out.

"H-How long will you be out..?" The little asks, not looking up from his gaze on his feet. He hears the other hum for a second before he hears the rolling of his chair against the wood floor.

Whenever he looks up, Dallon is stood, gathering his things at his desk.

"I'm not sure. But you can text me," he says simply, and the little nods slowly.

"O-Okay.." he murmurs, slowly walking out of the office and back to the bedroom, where his teddy still lay on the bed.

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Even after a few hours after his daddy left, Brendon never heard from him. Not even once. He had to be the one to text him himself, just seeing where he was at and what he was doing.

He had him saved as 'Daddy ❤︎' in his phone, that being the most recent thing he had saved it as. He tended to change it a lot, just letting his mind run wild at times.

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Daddy ❤︎: I won't be able to answer for awhile, I'm at a meeting right now.

Daddy ❤︎: Give me about an hour or so and I'll be home, bun.

The little just pouted as he read the texts, he didn't understand why his daddy always had to go into work so late. He always had meetings, and he was always so busy, sometimes too busy for the little.

The little would insist that it was okay, but as reality sat in, it tended to hurt a little bit more than he thought it did. He didn't know how to explain it, but he definitely didn't want to tell his daddy that either.

He didn't want to upset him, because as far as he knew, it was okay.

He glances at the clock again, and by now an hour from then would be his bed time. He had been laying in the bed the whole time on his phone, just waiting for his partner to come back home.

Eventually he pulls himself around and he gets up, taking a shower pretty quickly. He just threw on some pajamas, putting on his lovers hoodie afterwards. He was feeling bigger now, the lack of his daddy not helping him stay in his head space.

As he finishes his nightly routine, he just goes back to the room, turning the lights off as he turns the tv on. The turned the volume down a little bit, just putting on some cartoons to help himself fall asleep.

Even if he wasn't little, they always helped.

He climbed into bed again, pulling his phone over from the nightstand to see if he had any messages from his Daddy.

Low and behold he didn't.

He slumps in the bed and he feels tears prick in his eyes, and he can't help but to just let them overflow, cascading slowly down his cheeks.

He just puts his phone down beside him, laying his head down against the pillows.

It takes him awhile to finally be sleepy, the crying he had done eventually wearing him out. He found himself starting to fall asleep, even if he didn't mean it, he couldn't help it.

"Goodnight, Daddy.. I love you," he mumbles out softly, not being able to resist sleep any longer.

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(May or may not be a part two lol idk how I really feel about this-

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