Man Up (A Brendon Urie/Brallon Fanfiction)

Chapter 14

Dallon's PoV

"Can I take you somewhere?"

He looks up at me, rubbing tears away from his eyes, nodding. I smile and stand up, holding out my hand. He takes it and I pull him out of the venue, away from everybody bothering him.

"I spent a year in this town when I was eighteen." I explain. He doesn't let go of my hand as we stroll down the almost empty streets. Every time we pass under a streetlight I smile, as he glows so beautifully, his features gently defined. I sigh, tightening my grip on his hand.

"Where are going?" He asks. I smile, pulling him closer to me. He rubs his shoulder against my upper arm. He's comfortable around me. The thought pushes the smile on my face to new lengths.

"It's a place I used to go where nobody else would bother me, and I could be by myself with my thoughts." I tell him honestly.

It's still here. We reach the old barn and I pull him round to the back of it, climbing up the decaying old pallets. I feel like a lost little teenager again. I'm so nervous. I get up and turn back to see Brendon. He stumbles slightly as he straightens up and steadies himself. He looks around and smiles.

"It's beautiful." He says. I take him right to the top and sit down. We can look over the whole town from here. I can see endless stars littering a black sky. It's all so beautifully cliché.

Once we've both sat down, he takes my hand and I feel a shudder run down my back. Dear God. This is perfect.

"Brendon, I brought you here because—"

"I know," he cuts me off with a smile, "For fucks sake, Dallon, I know. You've brought me here because you want to tell me you love me. I flipped out on you the other day because I was scared... because..."

"It's okay..." I trail off, trying to help him. "Don't say anything because you feel like you have to."

"No, I was scared because I felt this way with Audrey once, I felt my stomach flip every time I looked at her. I felt like there was no one else in the world but her. She was everything to me, and I'm not afraid to say it. I told her I loved her, she said it back. People keep asking me why I never left her. They tell me it was obviously abuse. The only answer I could give them is... I was in love with her. It was perfect. And then..." he gives me a look and I nod.

"I know. You shouldn't rush into anything else, it's natural for you to be scared—"

"But she's gone, and I'm not going to spend my life being afraid of her. She's not going to control me anymore." He says, and gives my hand a squeeze. It's a small gesture, but it means a lot.

Before I know what's happening, Brendon leans forward and plants a small kiss on my lips. It's tiny, but I let him know I want it, pushing myself towards him slightly, but not in a way that's forceful. It's not like all the books and the movies. There's no fireworks or sparks. But I feel like this is what I've been waiting for for my entire life. And he's here, right in front of me, in all his perfection. I'd describe it as the most magical few seconds of my life if I had to put it into words. I feel a sense of elation I've never felt before.

When I open my eyes, he's blinking at me.

"I'm sorry." He whispers. I wipe a tear off his face with my thumb and sigh, our faces inches apart. I'm right here, under the stars, at a place I regularly visit in my dreams, with the man I love.

Shit, man.

"Don't be." I whisper back, before pushing my lips against his. It's a reckless and stupid move, but if I don't try now I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

He kisses back with a sudden passion I wasn't expecting. We sink backwards until we're both laying down. It's cold, but I couldn't care less. He lets go of my hand so he can push his fingers through my hair. It's not sloppy or sexual. It's all very neat, delicate and careful. I'd never want to do anything too heavy and scare him away. We break apart and I rest my forehead against his.

"I'm going to keep you safe forever, if you'd let me. I'm never going to hurt you, I promise. I'm not her. I think you're beautiful, you're talented, and I'm completely and utterly in love with you." I gasp. Again, I'm pushing it, but I might as well try. He smiles at me, and I feel a small tear fall from my eye.

"I love you too, Dallon."