The supernatural?..... seriously?

If you'll laugh, I'll kiss you.

Word count: 1120

Brendon's pov:

"And that's when you woke up." I sighed. This must be a lot to take in for Dan. Dallon and I didn't say anything about Dan's choke event though. Just to spare Dan the guilt, yeah, it was mostly Dallon's idea.

I couldn't care less, to be honest, I don't know why. But ever since Dan hurt Dallon, I felt a burning anger whenever I saw the British biscuit.

"That's a lot" Dan said sarcastically while biting his lip.

I gave Dan an angry glare, he didn't put any effort to even think seriously about this. Although, he didn't seem to remember about choking Dallon. The thought about that brought back the anger. I quickly glanced down at my hand as I felt a slight burn in it's finger tips.

"Brendon? You're okay?" I heard Dan's  voice, only it sounded really faint, because my head began to pound. I looked back up and excused myself, earning a frown from Dallon.

I walked into my bedroom, glancing at my burning hand once again. It was completely covered in a dull shade of gray I recognised far too well. I started to panic.

"Fuck" I whispered to myself when my hand went into a clawing position. I felt the burning feeling creeping up to my elbow. I let out a small yelp as a jolt ran up my spine, followed by several cracks. I hunced over and grabbed my stomach, fighting the transformation with all my might.

"Bren?" My body tensed at Dallon's voice that I suddenly heard behind me. My back was facing the door. "Is everyth- Bren?! Didn't use the potions Ryan gave you?!". I felt a hand on my now aching shoulder. Dallon spun me around, making me face his worried eyes.

I shook my head a backed away, pushing my back against the wall, sliding down to sit on the ground. "Get away Dallon." I clenched my teeth as I felt my forehead burn. I gasped as the gray spread out to my torso, the symbols being pressed through my skin.

I heard Dallon running to something, I couldn't see, because my eyes began to heat up. Dallon sat right in front of me with one of Ryan's potions. He opened my mouth with force, because I began to squirm. "Brendon you need to take it!" Dallon said while he poured the disgusting purple liquid into my mouth. I tried to spit it out. I wanted this form to come out for some odd reason.

A cold hand covered my mouth. "You need to swallow Brendon! We both know you really don't want this!" Dallon said sternly. I gave up and let the liquid stream down my throat. It wasn't even half way through when I felt the horns piercing through my forehead. I tugged my hand in my hair, I felt (so called) tears running down my cheeks.

"Shh, sir, it's already slowing." Dallon said while he hugged me tight. Which was uncomfortable because I didn't hug back.

I felt the burning feeling cease and it quickly faded after. I let out a sigh of relief. "God, that was horrible." I said exhausted. "Don't call out your father, he has nothing to do with it." Dallon said, still with his face buried in my neck. "Shut up." I smirked, lowering both of my hands, slowly. I touched my forehead, feeling that my horns poked out. "Oh no." I rested my head against the wall. "Dallon, how bad is it?" I asked, a little bit scared if it was, indeed, bad.

The demon stood up and examined me with a focused look on his face. "Well,.... It's not the whole look... " he began. His gaze focused itself on my horns. "The horns are showing." He said as he put chin into his hand. I chuckled "No shit, Sherlock"

"So are the fangs, apparently." Dallon took a step forward. "And the eyes."

I stood up and walked to the mirror, preparing myself for what I'm about to see. I still had my conscious, so it must not be that bad.

I was fully covered in gray, had the fangs, the horns, and the eyes. So basically I presented the devil, which was me, unfortunately.

I groaned in frustration. "I don't want this form, I want to look human." I said as I felt my teeth, touching the fangs.

"Well, to make you feel better, it does look a little bit hot" Dallon said with a smirk. "Don't lie to me, Dallon! I look like a fuckin' smurf!" I turned around to look at the demon, who was barely capable of holding in his laughter.

"I swear if you'll do what I think you're about to do, I'll-" honestly, I had no idea what I'll do, it was Dallon.  I smirked at him and continued my sentence, "Or I'll kiss you."

And by that, Dallon's laughter filled the bedroom. I raised my brow, feeling a bit hurt. I was serious.

"I was being sincere, you bloody giraffe!" I said while I crossed my arms. Dallon stopped laughing and grinned, "Oh I know" he said, doing a step into my direction. At this moment, I was glad that my skin was gray and stone-like, or else Dallon could see my cheeks blushing a bride shade of red.

I didn't hesitate and planted my coal lips on his soft pink one's. I felt something in my stomach, it felt like a hurricane raced through it, I liked it. A buzzing feeling was created between out lips, like sparks were flying. It was magical, something I never felt before. I kissed girls and boys before, but never felt something like this.

I pulled away, already cursing myself for it. I looked into Dallon's ocean blue eyes, smirking as I saw they were widened.

Dallon's face was everything than his normal skin colour, it was a dark crimson red. "That was, um." I began, breaking the silence, still smirking though.

"Magical." Dallon said, seeming to be deep in thoughts. I chuckled, holding my hands around his waist, pulling towards me.

This time, Dallon placed his lips onto mine, I immediately kissed back. I wanted more, I wanted him. All since I first laid my eyes on him when his ass arrived in hell. I thought that I was just a thought so I pushed aside. Angels can't feel love, but apparently, they can.

"Bren?" Dallon said, still having his lips onto mine. "Hmm". He pulled away, earning a pout from me.

"We still need a solution for your-" he raised his brow while his look gazed all over my body. "It'll be fine, they will understand." I said as I kissed the demon again.

A/N: I was bored so I give y'all some Brallon.

P.s. Sorry to all of the Ryden shippers :')

And, I apologize for any grammar mistakes.