Coral Red ❤︎ [Brallon]

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Dallon's POV
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Brendon had figured out how to put on a black shirt and the red pants, but the shirt was unbuttoned, and a vest and a jacket lay on the floor.

"Alright, c'mere." I said, pulling him close so I could button his shirt. My mind wandered to when we got home and I could take the same shirt off of his small body.

Brendon giggled, putting his hands on my shoulders. "I-I'm excited a-about our d-date!"

I smiled back at him, swiping the vest off the floor. I pulled it on him, and he whimpered a little, tugging at the clothes. "Th-there's a l-lot."

"I know, sweetheart, do you want something different?" I asked.

"N-no, I-I like i-it." He said. "It's pr-pretty." I kissed his neck, biting at the skin a little. He whimpered, then giggled, putting his arms around my neck.

I grabbed his jacket, but he stopped me. "Baby, what's the matter?"

"I-I wanna p-put it on f-for you." He said, giggling more. "I w-wanna see wh-what you th-think when I-I'm d-done."

I smiled. "Okay, baby, I'm gonna go get ready too, I'll be in our room." I gave him a soft kiss on his lips, then left the bathroom.

I turned around and nearly screamed. "Hey, man! What's up?" Josh asked, standing very close to me. "I see someone else's in the No Shirt club."

I rolled my eyes, sighing. "Why'd you have to sneak up on me like that?"

"Sorry, I was gonna go in to see if I left anything in there, and why're you wearing nice pants?"

"Bren and I are going on a date, I found a nice restaurant type thing." I said. "Hey, should you, Ty, me, and Bren double date sometime?"

"I'm down! I'll ask Tyler." Josh said. "Speak of which, I'd better see what he's doing, probably working on some project or something." I nodded as the yellow haired man ran off.

I went back to my room, putting on the rest of the black suit Brendon had picked out for me. I looked into TV since there was kinda a reflection so I could fix my hair. I fluffed it up a bit, giving myself a quick smile.

I heard someone gingerly knock on the door, and knowing my friends it wasn't one of them. "Bren?"

"Y-yeah." He said through the door, giggling softly. "A-are you r-ready?"

I smiled. "Yeah, turn your back to the door, then we'll both turn to look at each other, okay?"

"O-okay, D-Dally." He replied. My heart was beating so fast, and my stomach was churning. Was this how couples feel when they do first looks at their weddings? I sighed, trying to calm down a little as I opened the door, looking at the floor so I didn't sneak a look at him.

I quickly turned around so our backs were touching, both of us laughing a little. "I'm nervous."

"Wh-why?" Brendon asked, giggling softly. "C-can we t-turn now?"

I nodded, spinning around to face him. I saw him blush and smile, and my eyes widened as I saw him. He looked amazing, and he had done his hair so it was fluffy but lay back. "Baby, you...you look so beautiful."

"Th-thanks, D-Dally! Y-you do t-too!" Brendon exclaimed, wrapping his arms around me. "I-I love you." I smiled, nuzzling my face into his neck.

"You look so amazing, Bren, I love you too." I said, lacing our fingers together. "Alright, let's go on our date, okay?" He nodded excitedly, as I grabbed my wallet.