My baby // Brallon oneshots 👑 //

Welcome to Wonderland

(Tbh I just like the song so yknowwww- butttttt.. my boyfriend and I may or may not have an idea in regards to this oneshot, so we'll just have to see..

I hope you enjoy!)

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"I fucking hate you!" Dallon screamed, rushing to the bedroom. He slammed the door behind him, his heart racing. He felt as though it was going to become too much and it was going to pound out of his chest.

"G-God, I hate him.." he rambles, sitting down on the bed and rocking himself back and forth.

He hears the front door slam and he lets out a heavy breath, hearing a car start shortly after. Thank god he was leaving, Dallon really didn't know if he could deal with much more of that.

He and his partner had been getting into more and more fights recently, and finally tonight he snapped. He was so sick of keeping all of his feelings bottled up for months, and he thought he could handle it. Tonight he couldn't though, and everything finally came overflowing until it was all too much.

He didn't regret what he had done though, he was glad that he was finally gone.

Dallon finally manages to pull himself up and he takes a deep breath, yanking off his shirt and pants, just pulling on sweatpants and not bothering with a shirt. He looks over at the nightstand and he huffs, shaking his head. He shoves off the picture frame holding a picture of him and his partner. It hit the wall and the glass shattered, the noise not even startling him at this point.

Dallon goes and he lays down in bed, putting his head against the pillow. He was exhausted, and he just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up. Or he did want to wake up, best case scenario this was a nightmare. He doubted it, but there was always a small sliver of hope.

He just takes a deep breath and he cries, cries until he possibly can't anymore. By then he's even more exhausted, and he just falls fast asleep.

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As he eventually wakes up, he groans a little, having a pain in his back and the back of his neck. That was a little weird though, I mean he had been sleeping on his side and on his bed. He was never sore like this before.

"Fuck," he mumbles, slowly beginning to open his eyes and pull himself up. He rubs his eyes gently, taking in a heavy breath. As he finally opens them, they go wide, a soft gasp escaping his lips as he looks around.

This definitely wasn't his bed, and it wasn't even his bedroom.

No, this place was completely different.

There were bright colors everywhere. There were plants everywhere as well, flowers, trees, bushes. It was truly stunning. Up along the way Dallon could see the faint outline of a castle, something he had never really seen before.

"Where the hell am I?" He murmurs, slowly pulling himself up to his feet and he brushes himself off, looking around. He didn't know what else to really do since he was lost, so he just decided to get up and go along the trail until he found someone. He couldn't just stay against the tree all day, that definitely wouldn't work.

He slowly begins to walk down the trail, taking in everything as he does so. It was quite peaceful here. There weren't people bustling around everywhere, and there definitely wasn't any yelling. Dallon definitely liked that part of it.