I'll try to write the next chapter faster...

Thank you again ForIAmASinner

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Small whimpers were escaping Brendon's mouth as Dallon was between his thighs, covering them in love bites.

Big purple marks were coloring the skin, almost matching the shade of the panties the younger man was wearing.

"Dallon... Please..." Brendon whimpered, cheeks red from pleasure, trying to squirm but Dallom was maintaining him firmly against the bed.

"Shhh... Don't be so needy, pretty boy..." Dallon says, looking at him, enjoying this view way too much.

He only wanted to mark Brendon as his and it was so satisfying to see him being desperate for more.

A ray of sunshine passed through the curtains of Dallon's room, making him frown.

He opened his eyes, waking up slowly. He came back from tour late last night, so he slept through the entire morning.

It wasn't the first time he was dreaming about Brendon like this since he saw his pictures... He really tried to forget the pictures, but his subconscious decided otherwise.

Which was really perturbing because Dallon's wasn't attracted by Brendon. Of course, he wasn't. He was straight.

He could not be attracted to Brendon. It was only dreams. They meant nothing.

Yes, nothing.

When Dallon got up he went to the kitchen.

"Hi, Dallon!" Brendon said when he saw him walking in. "How are you?"

"I'm good but hungry" Dallon replied, going to the sink to drink a glass of water.

"I've made lunch if you want. It's rice with tomato sauce and vegetables" Brendon proposed, showing the dish on the table.

"Great, thank you" the taller man said, smiling.

They both sat and eat, Brendon asking Dallon about what it was like to be on tour and telling him about the demo of Time to Dance.

"Do you mind if Olivia comes over here in the afternoon? She wants to meet you." Brendon asked.

"Of course she can come here, you don't need to ask for my permission" the bassist replied, surprised.

"I just wanted to be sure it doesn't annoy you, you just came back from tour, I thought maybe you wanted some time alone..." the younger man explained. "She is really a fan of IDKHOW so she will be pretty excited to meet you."

"Alright, don't worry, I don't mind if she's here," Dallon said, taking his plate and Brendon's to put them in the dishwasher.

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It's around 3 PM that Dallon heard a knock on the door and Brendon rushed to it.

"Hi, baby."

"Hi, honey."

They talked a little bit before joining Dallon into the living room when he stood up.

"Hello, Dallon! I love your music!" Olivia says, a friendly smile on her red lips and admiration in her big green eyes.

Brendon wasn't lying when he said that Olivia was pretty. She really was.

"Thank you" Dallon replied, smiling back to her. "It's nice to meet you, Brendon talks about you a lot."

Olivia nodded like she knew her boyfriend always talk passionately about her.

"Can we take a picture together, please?" she asks.

She wasn't shy and hesitant like most of his fans when they were meeting him. She was confident but polite.

"Of course."

"Baby, take a picture of us" she said, handing her phone to Brendon.

He nodded and did it.

"Thank you Bren, and thank you Dallon" Olivia said and hugged him.

Dallon wasn't really tactile but he hugged her back. He didn't want to seem rude or something.

Then they talked about music for a while, until Olivia said she had to go.

After that, Olivia was often here, usually for dinner.

And Dallon couldn't help but feel envious...

Envious of what Olivia and Brendon share together, their mutual feelings. He wished he had someone too... He was only third-wheeling, most of the time. Brendon told him they've been together for 7 months. It was so rare when Dallon stayed with his ex-girlfriends for more than 1 month.

So he couldn't help that little pain in his chest when he was spending too much time with Brendon and Olivia.

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"So, you're jealous of Brendon?" Ryan asked.

Dallon was in his best friend's living room because he was done with being in his bedroom alone while Brendon and Olivia were making out on his couch, not even paying attention to the movie on the big screen of the TV.

"I'm jealous of couples in general..." Dallon sighed sadly.

"Hey, you don't have to be jealous... You will find someone for you and you don't need to be in a relationship to be happy." Ryan replied, smiling gently to him from the other side of the couch.

"I highly doubt someone will ever truly love me..." the bassist said, looking at his feet. "I just need to accept that."

"I'm sure someone will prove you wrong, you're a great guy." His friend tried to reassure him. "It can take some time, but one day someone will truly love you for who you are, not for your fame or money."

Dallon shrugged, not really convinced.

"If you say so... I wish l wasn't feeling so lonely all the time... I thought having Brendon as flatmate would make me feel a little bit better but lately he is spending all his free time with his girlfriend and I don't wanna annoy them..."

Ryan frowned a little bit.

"So... You're jealous of Olivia?"

"No, I'm jealous of couples in general," Dallon repeated, but for some reason, he couldn't help but feels his cheeks grow red.

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When Dallon was back in his apartment the next morning, he was really surprised to have Brendon almost jumping on him after he opened the front door.

"Dallon! Pete sent me an email, he wants to meet my band!" he said, hugging the bassist tightly.

"Oh, that's great!" Dallon smiled, happy for Brendon.

He hugged him back until Brendon pulled away.

"Panic! At The Disco is going to be signed! We’re gonna have an album!" the younger man exclaimed, jumping a little around. "And it's all thanks to you! Thank you so much Dal," he adds before kissing Dallon's cheek quickly.

"I didn't do much..." Dallon mumbled, ruffling Brendon hair, making him giggle.

Then Brendon's phone rang and he left the room to answer the call.

It was so weird to have Brendon so excited when he was back home, but Dallon decided that he liked it. Seeing the shorter man so happy left a soft warm feeling in his chest.

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Brendon was on Dallon's lap, his lips swollen because of the heated kiss they were sharing not even a minute ago. He was trying to open Dallon's shirt, struggling with the buttons.

A frustrated whine left his mouth and he lifted his head to look up at Dallon with needy eyes.

"Let's undress you first, okay?" He asks calmly to Brendon, smiling softly at him.

"Okay..." he nods, letting Dallon grab his t-shirt and lifting his arms to help him.

The pale skin of Brendon's stomach appeared to him and Dallon smirked a little bit, letting his hand slide on it, making Brendon shiver and-

A knock on the door woke Dallon up. He fell asleep on the couch in the living room, watching a replay of Doctor Who.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, pieces of memories of his dream emerging in his mind.

Why did he continue to have dreams like this?

He took a little time to calm down and went to the front door, opening it.

He didn't expect to find Olivia behind, but he forced a smile.

"Hi, Brendon isn't here," Dallon said to her.

"Yes, I know... Can I come in to wait for him?" she asked.

"Of course."

Dallon wasn't going to make her wait outside, that would I've been rude and ridiculous.

He let her in and closed the door before going to the kitchen, Olivia following him.

"Do you want something to drink?" he proposed, opening his fridge.

"I would like some iced tea, please" she replied.

Dallon found a bottle of lemon iced tea that he didn't even know he had. Brendon probably bought it, especially for his girlfriend.

He grabbed a glass and filled it before handing it to Olivia.

Then silence filled the room and Dallon couldn't help but feel a little bit awkward, not knowing what to say.

"How is it going with Brendon?" He asked.

Of course, he immediately regretted his question. He already knows from Brendon that everything was perfect and he saw them being in love and happy. But that was the only question that came to his mind at this moment.

"It's kinda funny you ask because that's why I'm here, I wanted to talk to you about me and Brendon..." She said, smirking a bit.

Dallon raised his eyebrows, surprised. Why did she want to talk to him about her relationship with Brendon?

"I noticed you always act weird when Brendon and I are together around you... You seem... like... jealous," she said, trying to find the perfect word to describe Dallon's feeling.

And Dallon couldn't help but make wide eyes. Was he that obvious?

Of course, he felt a little awkward every time he saw Brendon and Olivia kissing or hugging because it reminded him of his dreams about Brendon and he couldn't help but imagine to be at Olivia's place, even if he didn't want to be at this place.

Did it really seem like he was envious of Olivia?

Because he wasn't. Probably not.

"You know... Me and Brendon, this isn't really serious..." Olivia said and she took a sip of her drink.

"What do you mean?" Dallon replied, frowning.

Brendon told him multiple times that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Olivia.

"It's fun to be with Brendon, I like him a lot, I really do, but I know he isn't the right one for me," she added.

Dallon just looked at her, not knowing what to say. Poor Brendon, he was in love with someone who didn't seem to love him as much as he does...

"But maybe you are..." Olivia continued because Dallon stayed silent.

Oh.

Of course, she thought he was envious of Brendon. That would have been more logical and simple.

And maybe he was... He didn't even think of it, but that would explain a lot. Not his dreams about Brendon though, but it would explain why he was so jealous of Brendon and Olivia's couple.

That would make sense, he found Olivia really pretty. But he didn't think he was attracted by her...

"I-I don't think I am the right person for you..." Dallon mumbled, not knowing what to do.

"How can you be so sure of that? We didn't even try to be together..." She said, smiling softly to him as she made a step toward him.

"We couldn't be together even if we wanted to... You are with Brendon, I can't do that to him, he's my friend" Dallon explained.

"But he doesn't have to know..." She replied, almost whispering as if someone could hear them, getting even closer to him.

"That would be a really bad idea..." The singer said, getting a little nervous because her face was really close to his and he wasn't sure if he wanted what will surely happen next.

"Really?" She smirked and just stayed like this, her lips a few inches apart of Dallon's, tension between them.

"Of course..." He mumbled weakly.

He was so confused with his own feelings... Maybe if he kisses her they will be more clear?

Before he can realize it was a stupid idea, they were kissing, closing the gap between them.

And Dallon just had an unpleasant sensation, not liking the way Oliva was pushing her lips against his.

That wasn't good, in all the ways, and he was about to break the kiss when he heard a gasp.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Brendon yelled from the entrance of the kitchen, looking at them.

Olivia pulled away, a guilty look on her face, probably matching Dallon's.

"Baby-" Olivia started, but Brendon interrupted her harshly:

"Don't call me like that after what you just did."

"Bren, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kiss him, it was on the spur of the moment..." Olivia rushed to say.

Brendon shook his head, visibly holding back tears.

"I am so disappointed... In both of you." He replied with bitterness, giving a death stare to Dallon.

"This kiss meant nothing, I promise," Dallon said, hating the fact that his friend looked so hurt because of him. "It was like our kiss" he adds, before realizing he was making another mistake.

"What do you mean your kiss?" Olivia asked, surprised, before turning to Brendon again with anger. "So you can kiss Dallon and I can't?"

"This was different..." Brendon mumbled, blushing.

"How?" Olivia said, crossing her arms on her chest.

"I was feeling really bad and weak, and I thought it was what Dallon wanted from me" he explained.

"Well, maybe I was feeling bad too! You're not the only one who has problems!" she replied loudly, almost yelling.

They continued to argue for a while, Dallon feeling really guilty for that and trying to disappear in a corner of the room.

Once Olivia finally left the apartment, Brendon went away from the kitchen.

"Wait! We need to talk..." Dallon said, following him through the living room and the long corridor.

"Well, too bad 'cause I'm leaving" Brendon replies and the hate that he could hear in his friend's voice was breaking his heart.

He didn't want Brendon to leave... He didn't want to live alone again and, most important thing, he didn't want to lose Brendon.

The younger musician went to his room and started to quickly put some of his stuff in a backpack.

"Why are you leaving? You can stay, even if you're mad at me..." Dallon said sadly, looking at him.

"I don't wanna see your stupid face after what you did!" Brendon exclaimed, some tears falling from his watery eyes. "Olivia and I were happy! We loved each other to death and you ruined that! I'm sure you can have any girl that you want, but of course, you chose the only one who loves me!"

"I'm sorry to say that Brendon, but she told me she isn't in love with you..." The bassist replied, not wanting to hurt Brendon more but he had to say the truth to make him stay.

"You're a liar! She loves me!" Brendon shook his head before throwing a pair of socks in Dallon's face.

"She doesn't, not as much as you do..." He stated.

"I don't trust you, you bastard! You kissed her" Brendon replied as he closed his bag.

"She was the one who wanted to cheat on you, I told her it was a bad idea" the famous singer defended himself.

Brendon didn't answer but put the bag on his back, leaving the room to walk to the front door.

"Please, don't leave..." Dallon said, desperate to make Brendon believe him, following him through the corridor again. "I don't even want to be with Olivia!"

"You have to make me believe you then," The younger man says, stopping and crossing his arms on his chest, waiting for an answer.

Dallon looked at him, probably looking like he was on the verge of tears, not knowing what to say, feeling helpless.

"I'm not going to wait forever... Convince me" Brendon warned him, losing patience and making Dallon panic internally.

"That's what I thought..." He mumbled after a moment of silence and turned to the front door, ready to open it and leave.

"No, wait!" Dallon panicked and grabbed Brendon's arm tightly, pulling him violently.

"Ouch! Let me g-" Brendon started but was stopped by a kiss on his lips.

It was a gentle but firm kiss, and Dallon almost lost himself in it, because kissing Brendon was definitely something.

Just as good as in his dreams...

But he pulled apart when he realized that it probably wasn't the best way to convince Brendon to stay.

Fuck, he should have learned by now that a kiss was only making things worse.

Brendon looked at him with confusion and a dark blush on his cheeks.

"What the fuck was that?"

"I'm sorry... I-I didn't mean to... I don't know what I was thinking..." Dallon mumbled several apologies. "I only wanted you to believe me and stay..."

"Oh, okay..." Brendon said, sounding almost disappointed, or maybe it was only his imagination.

There was an uncomfortable silence, Dallon looking at his feet and Brendon sniffling silently.

"I-I'm tired, goodnight," Brendon suddenly said and quickly left the doorway, going back into his bedroom.

Later at night, in his bed, Dallon heard the muffled sobs coming from Brendon's room.

And Dallon knew it was all his fault.