Coral Red ❤︎ [Brallon]

36.

Brendon's POV
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That night after we ate, Dallon and I sat in bed for hours talking about our date and stuff that we could do, all of it sounded so fun to me!

He had named so many fun things, and in the end, I couldn't decide so I had just told him to surprise me. I knew either way I would like it, so I wasn't too worried about it at all.

The next morning, I woke up with Dallon's arms wrapped around my waist, my back against his chest. He was still pretty out of it, and I giggled a little as I tried to squirm my way out of his hold. I move slowly so I hopefully wouldn't wake him up. I had heard noises from downstairs, so I presumed someone was up.

I padded over to the closet and I slowly opened it. Dallon had let me use one side for my clothes, and his stuff was on the other.

I grab a simple black shirt, a red skirt that I had honestly grabbed without Dallon knowing, and black knee high socks. I run to the bathroom, and in a rush I change. When I'm done and I walk out of the bathroom, I notice that the skirt flows around my thighs as I walk, and I giggle a bit, twirling around just so I can see it flow.

I focus myself again, and I go running into the hall, my footsteps quiet. I wanted to get Dallon a cup of coffee, since he told me he always needed it in the morning.

When I reach the kitchen I slide in, thanks to my socks, and I look around, seeing Ryan sitting at the table looking through his phone. At least, I think that's what it's called.

He looked up as he heard me, and he smiled a little.

"Hey, Bren, what's up?" He asked, and he sets his phone down so he can focus on me.

"I w-wanted to get Da-Dally a cup o-of co-coffee," I replied, and Ryan nodded and got up, walking over to get a cup. He pours the liquid into the cup, and I watch him curiously, giggling a little as he slides the cup over to me.

"Be careful, okay? It's a little hot," he says, and I nod as I carefully pick the drink up, not noticing Ryan's confused look as he looks at my outfit.

I make sure I pick up the cup carefully enough so that I won't spill anything, and then I slowly begin walking back to Dallon and I's room, careful not to spill even a drop of the coffee that was in the small red cup. I can still feel my skirt flowing around my legs, and I giggle, enjoying the feeling of it.

I started to wonder what Dallon would think of my skirt, since he didn't even know I had gotten it. I think next to my necklace and my hoodie, this was my third favorite thing I got out of the whole trip.

When I get back to our room, I see that Dallon is asleep and he's in the exact same position as he was when I had gotten up. I walk over and I put the red cup down on the nightstand, still being extremely careful with it.

I then climb up on the bed, crawling over to Dallon. I carefully place my hands on his chest, and I start to shake him a little, giggling softly to myself as I hear him groan.

"D-Dally! W-Wake up! I brought y-you co-coffee!" I say as I continue to shake him, and I feel my skirt ride up a little, but I didn't really care.

I see Dallon's eyes slowly open, and I smile and giggle as I look down at him, my hands still resting gently against his chest, but I don't shake him anymore.

"G-Goodmorning, Da-Dally! I br-brought you co-coffee!" I repeat, giggling softly.

Dallon's POV
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I groan, as I heard Brendon's soft giggles, feeling his hands on my chest. I smile at the boy above me. "Goodmorning, darling." I said sleepily, stretching a little.