Comatose - Brallon

Accompany

Today, Dallon was able to leave the hospital and come home with me. He could do a lot of things on his own now and the hospital thought it was time for him to go home. Dallon and I had planned to go to the gym occasionally, just so he could get back his strength in his muscles. I was not one to go to the gym, but if Dallon wanted me to go with him, you can bet your ass that I was going. Dallon was all checked out and the only thing we were waiting on before we left was Breezy, so they could talk about their visits since Breezy could no longer come to the hospital to see him. Dallon still hadn't built up to full trust with Breezy yet, she lost a lot of his trust when she cheated. I felt a little jealous, I was crushing so hard on him, yet he wanted Breezy. I was just a sad, little gay man in love with a straight man, what luck. 

All of the sudden, we heard heels clicking down the hall, and Breezy appears, "Dallon! You get to come home today!"

"You do remember me telling you that I was going with Brendon, right?" Dallon asked. 

"Of course! I was just saying that you could leave, I wouldn't forget," She replied, but the look on her face said that she did. 

"Speaking of which, I am going to need my stuff from your house at some point, like my clothes," he informed. 

A worried frown crossed her face, which made me curious as to why she would be worried, "You took your stuff with you that night, remember?" 

She spoke slowly like she was lying, she must have done something with his stuff, I deduced. 

"I don't remember that, I just remember storming out of your house after we had been fighting," Dallon frowned. 

"Well, you did," she said quickly. "It probably got taken with your car or something. It was probably ruined anyway." 

"Fuck, I'm going to need to get new stuff then," Dallon replied. 

"You can borrow mine until we can go get you clothes and such," I offered, glaring at Breezy. 

"Thanks, Bren," Dallon smiled at me, then turned back to Breezy. "Even though I am no longer in the hospital, I still expect you to come visit me every day, to build up our relationship, otherwise we are done before we even get back together. If something comes up and you can't come visit me, tell me, and it will be okay, but it's going to take an effort to get me back." 

"Okay, when should I come over?" She asked, a slight tone of annoyance in her voice, I knew she was growing tired of having to go out of her way to get Dallon back. It wasn't going as easily as she thought. 

"Is it okay if she comes over while you're at work, Bren? That way I can spend time with you and the guys then, and spend time with her while you are away?" Dallon asked politely. 

"Yeah, of course, Dal. Mi casa es tu casa," I replied and he smiled at me. Although, I was reluctant to even have her there, in my house, at all. 

"So just come over when Bren is working," Dallon told her and I reluctantly gave her my address. I was tempted to give her the wrong address, but I didn't want to make Dallon mad for sabotaging their relationship.  

"Well, Dal-Pal, are you ready to head to your new home?" I asked, smiling at him. 

"I'm not sure I would call it my 'home', I am only staying temporarily," he answered shyly. 

"Nonsense, as long as you are staying there, you are welcome to call it and treat it as your own home," I replied. 

"Okay, Bren," he giggled. 

We walked out of the hospital and to my car together, I stopped before we got inside. 

"You aren't going to be traumatized about being in cars now, are you? I don't want you to get upset," I worried. 

"I'll be fine, Bren, I'm not even driving, there is nothing to worry about," he assured. 

"Okay," I said cautiously, unlocking the car and climbing in. "If you need me to stop the car, just tell me okay? Or if you need a hug? If you want to hold my hand to squeeze, just say so." 

"I will, Bren, can we get going now?" Dallon laughed. 

"Yeah, sorry," I said, starting the car and driving home. Dallon was mostly fine during the car ride, but after we drove past another car on the road, he quickly took my hand, squeezing it and closing his eyes whenever we passed a car. Eventually, we finally made it home. 

"We're here, Dal," I whispered and he let go of my hand. I got out of the car and swiftly walked to his side, opening the door and lightly pulling him out. I hugged him, whispering, "You did it, Dallon." 

We stood there, hugging each other, for a few minutes before Dallon slowly pulled away. 

"Do you want me to show you around now?" I smiled, and he softly nodded his head. I grabbed his hand and pulled him inside, showing him around the rooms and which one was going to be his. After I showed him around, I noticed that the only clothes he had were the ones he wore during the accident, which was cut up from the glass, and still had blood stains on it, even though we washed them for him. 

"Dallon, do you want to borrow a change of clothes that don't make you look like a murderer?" I giggled. 

He looked down at his clothes and back at me, "Please do."

I went to my room and grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants then walked back to Dallon's room and handed them to him. 

"Go ahead and get changed, I'll be in the living room, we can watch some Netflix!" I exclaimed. 

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute," he replied. 

I went to the living room and sat down on the couch, opening Netflix and waiting for Dallon to come back so we could pick something. When he walked into the living room, I started laughing, all of my clothes were a little too small for him. The t-shirt was tight and was almost like a crop top on him, the sweatpants didn't reach the bottom of his legs and were like capris. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't have anything bigger for you," I chuckled. 

"That's okay, it's not like I am going out into public," he replied, sitting down next to me on the couch. "What are we going to watch?" 

"I'm not sure, what kind of movie are you in the mood for?" I asked, and we ended up picking a random horror movie, which was absolutely awful, we were laughing throughout the whole thing. I was happy to have Dallon here with me, it made my lonely Netflix watching a million times better.