Might this be true? *A Brallon fanfic*

CHAPTER 17

Brendon's POV

Two weeks before the summer tour. about four months have passed since we returned from European tour. The first weeks have been a little difficult: me and Dallon still lived apart, but where at each other's places often. I was scared he'd have bad days where he wouldn't call me or tell me, didn't want him to cut. 
But things changed. In March I asked him if he wanted to move in. He was dumbfounded at my question, couldn't believe I loved him that much. But I did and he apparently did too, because he eagerly said yes. 
Step by step, we learned more things about each other; some things that we liked, some flaws, mostly how to love each other even more.

Last week we talked about meeting up with the guys again. We had to practice a few times, not much since it's the same music, but we had to be prepared. Dallon suggested to invite Dan and Kenneth for dinner at our place.

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The doorbell rings. Dallon looks up at me, "Should I get it?" "Yeah, go ahead. I need to get this food in the oven."

After half a minute our friends come in, laughing loudly. I definitely missed them. 

Dallon's POV

"Be careful with the oven, Dally." Brendon said while I was getting the lasagna out of the oven. We decided to actually cook today. I like to cook, but Brendon doesn't really know. I guess I'll surprise him too today. 

"Dinner's ready!" I call out and bring the lasagna to the dining table. "Drinks?" I ask. Dan smiles, "I haven't drunk any Dr Pepper since we got back from tour, what about that?" I smile, "You too, Kenny?" He nods. Brendon stands up from his spot at the table before I get back to the kitchen. "Let me do that, Dal. You already made dinner, go sit down and enjoy. He kisses my cheek. 

They definitely feel like something's going on between the two of us. They know we liked each other, but don't know about us being moved in together yet. Brendon's not trying to hide it, though. 

As we're sitting at our dining table, slowly enjoying the lasagna, Dan and Kenneth keep glancing at each other. I don't know if this is a good or a bad thing, though. I still don't believe I deserve a man like Brendon, and I'm scared they'll think of me that way too. 

I don't get a lot of time to let these thoughts sink in, though, because only few seconds later Brendon lays his hand on my thigh under the table. I must be blushing madly now, but I love the gesture. He seems to know exactly when to pull me out of my thoughts. 

"Okay, get it over with, Dal, Bren. There's clearly something going on between the two of you." Kenneth says out of the blue. While I almost choke, wishing this question didn't come so fast, Dan picks in, "Weren't you guys a thing at the end of last tour yet?" 

Brendon smiles, "We weren't officially dating, but yeah, we kinda were together." He swallows and looks at me, smiling proud as he is. "Dallon has moved in about a month ago. We're doing great." He takes my hand, squeezing it lightly. I squeeze back, just to let him know I love him.

"That's really wonderful! I really support you guys; you're cute together and if the fans don't like you being gay, that's their problem. Congrats." Dan says. 

"Yeah! Dallon, I really hope Brendon can make you feel loved, 'cause you're gonna need that to feel better about yourself. We all love you, please remember that." Kenneth says, and that's where I start crying. I never expected them to be this supporting. 

"Hey, it's alright. You can let it out, it's fine." Brendon says. He places his fingers under my chin and presses his soft lips against mine. Everything feels just fine. 

"Awwhh." I hear on the other side of the table. 

So this is the end of this story. I know I updated the end wayyyyy too late, but I finally did, so I'm sorry. I hope y'all liked the story! Love you and never forget there are people who love you!