Brallon One Shots

Experimenting

Dallon and Brendon were hanging out at Brendon's house like they usually do every Tuesday afternoon. They both had free periods so they decided to 'study' at home. You know, to maximize their concentration!

But something was bothering Dallon and Brendon could tell, immediately. He was curled up on his bed, his legs pulled into his chest.

"Hey, Dall? Everything okay?" He asked, walking over and sitting next to his tall friend.

"Y-yeah..." Dallon stuttered. He looked so small, so vulnerable and that scared Brendon, it scared the shit out of him!

"Dallon James Weekes, what is up?" He smiled, laying a hand on Dallon's shoulder.

The older boy flinched slightly before moving away to the edge of the bed, swinging his long legs over.

"B-bren?" He asked, staring down at his shoes, refusing to look at Brendon.

"Yeah?"

"How did you know you were... You know... Gay?" 

Brendon chuckled, moving over to sit next to Dallon.

"Well? I was talking to a few friends and they said some things about kissing girls. The idea disgusted me but then one of the guys who I believe was like bi or pan maybe, started talking about kissing guys..." He stopped to look at Dallon, who was staring at him intently.

"And I thought about it... It seemed more appealing I guess? So I experimented a bit, realized I didn't like girls and started my glittery flamboyant homosexual heaven of a life!" He chuckled

"What do you mean by experimenting?" Dallon asked, suddenly interested.

"Well you know... I just kissed a guy! His name was Ryan actually."

"Ryan Ross!?"

"Yep! He was my best friend back in middle school. He was super gay and I just kissed him. It didn't mean anything, he knew that. But we just made out a bit and I made out with other guys before finally accepting the homo lifestyle!"

"Oh..." Dallon averted his eyes back to the floor

"So why'd you ask?"

"Just... Wondering..."

"You know, back when I was confused, I did a lot of wondering..."

"I'm just a bit confused... I don't know if I really like girls..." He sounded as if he was going to cry.

"That's okay you know, a lot of people feel that way..."

"Really?"

"Of course! Why do you think so many people experiment in the first place?!"

Brendon looked over at his taller friend, lifting up his chin so he was looking at him.

"I'm going to do something that you may hate me for..." 

His eyes locked with Dallon's as he leaned in slowly, hesitantly pressing his lips against the older boy's. At first, Dallon didn't react. He hesitantly kissed back, his eyes fluttering closed. It wasn't a long kiss nor was it sexual or romantic. Brendon pulled back first, slowly. He took in Dallon's features, noticing things he'd never noticed before. His dilated pupils, his messed up hair, his prominent cheekbones, his eyes. God his eyes. They were so... Blue! 

"Sorry..." Brendon whispered

"It's okay... Thanks, Brendon."

"For what?" He asked, confused

"Everything..."

Brendon chuckled "If you ever want to experiment again, I'm right here!"

"I'll keep that in mind!" Dallon smiled, finally looking up again.

And they went back to 'studying', practising their new techniques.

(This was terrible, I'm sorry. I'm very bad at speech if you couldn't tell. I hope some of you liked that anyway though! Bye Bread Bins!)