This is short as fuck
Third Person P.O.V:
Dallon, Brendon and Ryan were lost. Kinda. Maybe. You see, Ryan had moved and behind his new house was a small forest and him and his boyfriends decided to explore it. Soon it became dark and neither of the boys had a good sense of direction.
"I think we came from here." Dallon said, pointing to the left.
"Me too." Ryan says and Brendon nods. The three boys start walking, Ryan quietly humming.
Dallon looked up and saw the white moon was up in the sky, "wow it's night time."
"Really Dallon? Looking at the darkness I would've thought it's 12-fucking-pm." Brendon said sarcastically.
"Fuck off, cunt fucker." Dallon retorted.
"That was one time!"
"Will you two shut the fuck up?" Ryan had stopped humming. "I swear to God I will hang myself from these fucking trees if ya'll don't shut up."
"Then we can get Logan Paul here to record it." Brendon joked, making his boyfriends snort.
After walking for minutes aimlessly in the dark, Dallon spoke up, "Don't any of us have a phone or something that can light the way?"
"No, we left our phones in my house." Ryan sighed, walking into a tree for the fifth time.
"Wait I know!" Brendon exclaimed, his boyfriends looking at him. He kneeled down and fumbled with his sneakers, and soon his sneakers lit up, multiple neon colours dancing across. Brendon got up, looking at his boyfriends with a lit up expression.
Dallon and Ryan groaned, walking in multiple directions away from Brendon and his light up Skechers.
"Hey! Where are you guys going?" Brendon ran after his boyfriends, his shoes lighting up the way in a bunch of bright neon colours.
After around 40 or so minutes, the three boys had found their way to Ryan's house. They were currently sitting on the bed in his empty bedroom.
"I'm so tired." Dallon groaned, burying his face in Ryan's pillow.
"Remind me to never go into that forest without a compass and some bread." Ryan said.
"I think you all are missing the point." Brendon said, smiling thinly. Dallon took his head off of Ryan's pillow and looked at Brendon, and so did Ryan with a raised eyebrow. "We never would've made it out if it weren't for my light up sneakers!" Brendon grinned, turning his sneakers back on again.
Ryan and Dallon groaned in unison and threw Brendon off of the bed, laughing.
And it was true. If it wasn't for their boyfriend and his weird, child-like fashion sense, they never would've made it out of the woods.
