guy in a chiffon skirt《brallon》

Chapter 24

Dallon woke up to an empty bed, and the sheets where Brendon should be were cold. He sat up and looked around the room, confused, before he heard whimpering coming from the open bathroom door.

"Bren?" Dallon called, standing up from the bed worriedly and walking quickly in the direction of the sound. He walked into the bathroom, where Brendon was sitting next to the toilet in his underwear, sweating.

"Bren? What's wrong, baby?" He asked, dropping down to his knees beside Brendon. Before Brendon could answer though, he shoved Dallon back gently before leaning over the toilet bowl and vomiting, for what Dallon assumed wasn't the first time. He rubbed Brendon's back softly as he heaved into the toilet bowl.

Brendon pulled back and sat back against the bath tub again with a frustrated sound.

"What's wrong, Bren?" Dallon asked gently, sitting down and scooting closer to his pitiful looking boyfriend.

Brendon pointed to his stomach and whined. "It hurts, Dal, so bad.." He said. "Right here." He pointed to the lower right part of his stomach.

Dallon pulled the smaller boy into his arms, placing his hand softly on his stomach. "Aw, baby, I'm sorry. Are you gonna throw up again?" He asked.

Brendon shook his head. "No, I don't- I don't think so." Dallon could see the pain on his face.

"Come lay down, I'll get you some water." Dallon said, standing up and holding his hand out to help Brendon up.

Brendon whined and grabbed Dallon's hand, pulling himself up off of the bathroom floor. He let out a soft cry though, and doubled over, wrapping his arms around his stomach. Dallon noticed the tears that sprung into his eyes and the way his fingernails dug into his flesh.

"Come here, I'll carry you, honey." Dallon said sweetly, leaving over and picking Brendon up bridal style. Brendon's arms wrapped around his boyfriend's neck.

"It hurts so bad, Dal." Brendon groaned, wincing as he had to switch positions when Dallon sat him softly on the bed.

"I know baby, I'm sorry. I'm going to get you some water, okay? I'll be right back. I love you." Dallon said, kissing Brendon's forehead.

"Okay. I love you." Brendon said softly, as Dallon walked out of the bedroom and got a cup of water for Brendon. He carried it back to the bedroom and sat it on the bedside table.

He walked to his side of the bed and crawled under the covers.

"It's hot." Brendon complained, shoving the blankets off of the side of the bed. Dallon reached out and cupped the side of Brendon's sweaty face.

"Baby, you feel really hot... do you have a thermometer around here?" Dallon asked, stroking Brendon's cheek with his thumb. Brendon shook his head. "No, I don't have one."

"I think you have a fever." Dallon said, leaning forward and kissing Brendon's forehead again. Brendon let out a low whine and folded in on himself, a tear running down his cheek as he crossed his arms over his stomach.

"I don't like seeing you like this, baby, I'm gonna call the doctor's office." Dallon said.

"Okay." Brendon mumbled, his eyes screwed shut in pain. Dallon kissed his nose before he got out of bed again, and grabbed his phone from his bedside table.

He looked up May County's doctor's office on Google, and was about to click the website before Brendon gasped and attempted to leave the bed, but didn't have a chance to make it to the bathroom before he was throwing up on the floor.

"Oh, baby.." Dallon said, abandoning the phone and going over to Brendon. "I think we should go to the emergency room, I don't think this is just an ordinary stomach bug."