The Runaway Groom // Brallon

Chapter 8

"I know I've never mentioned him before, but that was my older brother. His name is Weston."

Brendon keeps his eyes on the sidewalk, but listens in rapt attention as Dallon tells him the details of his older brother. He can't help but compare Weston's story with his. Same actions with different intentions. Weston ran away for love, and he ran away from love.

He would have done the same thing, with the way he's living right now. Being forced to get married and such.

"I didn't think I'd have a niece though. Nikki is a sweet girl." Dallon says fondly, his gaze full of warmth that makes Brendon smile. "My other brothers would love her. I'm sure my parents would, if they were still here."

"Nikki is a good girl. Who wouldn't love that little kid? She's charming." Brendon adds, then turns to Dallon with a teasing smile. "I think she gets it from the uncle."

"Being charming is in our blood, Bren." Dallon says with a lopsided grin that made Brendon roll his eyes at him.

"Yeah, okay sure. Whatever you say."

"Don't roll your eyes on me. I know you're not immune to it." Dallon retorts, and Brendon wonders if Dallon even realizes that the brunette's charm is his greatest weakness.

Brendon just laughs, and they continue to walk on home. No need to say that out loud now. Not right now, Urie.

"Okay, so. I think you should expect a visitor. I'm planning to catch up with Weston, you know? It'd be nice if you two get to know each other." Dallon says, once they reached their apartment. "Unless you have other plans?"

"Uh, no?" Brendon is suddenly nervous at the idea of meeting Dallon's brother personally. He hasn't even asked Dallon out on a date yet and just the idea of meeting his older brother personally is already making his stomach turn.

Dallon seem to have noticed his sudden discomfort, then laughs. He wraps an arm around his shoulders as assurance. Dallon isn't all that touchy, but when he does, Brendon just flushes.

"Don't worry. Weston will like you just fine, Bren. I know it."

****

Dan is laughing at him.

"You're just going to introduce yourself to his brother. You're not gonna ask Dallon's hand in marriage." Dan said in between his laughs. Brendon sends him a glare of a warning but it doesn't faze his boss.

"Well, not yet, anyway." Dan adds cheekily.

Punching his boss in the arm could probably cost his job, but Dan's too easy going for that, and resumes to laugh at him.

"But this is someone important in Dallon's life! I don't wanna make a bad first impression to his older brother." Brendon frets, that if he makes a wrong move, he'll never have a chance to ask Dallon out.

Dan's laughter fades, as his expression turns into something solemn. "You really do care for him, huh?"

Without hesitation, Brendon answers. "Of course."

His boss hums, crossing his arms against his chest and leans against the wall. Dan gives him this gauging stare that unnerves him.

"How does it feel? To like someone?"

Brendon stares at Dan incredulously. It's a question he didn't think he'd hear from his boss. What kind of question is that?

So, he just settles with a chuckle. But even he sounds unsure how to answer that question. "That's an odd question. It's like you've never experienced it yourself."