rainy days don't go away

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!!REPOST!!

// As the rain continues to fall and the blackout still takes place, it's a nice setup for a little cuddle session in their candle-lit room.//

"C'mere, the heater's not on and I'm cold, Dallon!" Brendon begs, patting a seat on the tattered futon. He has everything for the rain waiting period. The futon acts like a loveseat, with one blanket and two pillows and with the blackout, there's a candle sitting on a table next to it. Also, Brendon's wearing a cute baggy sweater, however, he needs Dallon's warmth, it's the ribbon that ties up the gift.

"Okay, okay!" Dallon yells from across the hall and he appears from the darkness, looking tired as usual and a ukulele in hand. Brendon finds this look more attractive than usual, the messy hair (because of his unfinished process of drying his brown hair), the thrown-on clothes, and Brendon really can't wait to have him next to him.

Dallon proceed to sit on the couch and Brendon instantly snuggling right on him.

"You just can't wait until I'm comfortable, huh?" Dallon grins, playing his ukulele.

"It's just you look so snuggly right now and I just want you here with me while the rain pours!" Brendon attempts to argue before burying his face into Dallon's neck. "Warm. Just like I like it." Brendon sighs into his neck, everything's just nice. A peaceful quiet moment takes over, the muffled rain sounds nice paired with Dallon's gentle ukulele strumming and his lyrics being softly sung.

"Only if you'd like me to, I could fall in love with you. Only if you want me to fall in love."

The lyrics of "Clusterhug" sounds beautiful being played right now. Dallon's voice is enchantingly raw, even if it's almost inaudible. He continues to sing as he stops playing the instrument, leaving the rain and their breathing to be the only background sound.

Brendon begins to feel all fluttery all over again as Dallon wraps an arm around him, pulling Brendon closer to himself. He can feel when the taller boy lays his head gently on top of his own and his mouth moving since he's still singing. Brendon's hand find a way to Dallon's hand, tangling their fingers together. He could never explain how this feels like. It's wordless, however, it says so much for itself.

Brendon nuzzles into his neck some more and he smiles. He wishes that the rain would be more often and stayed a little longer. Dallon lifts his head up from Brendon's, letting himself get adjusted.

They laid like that for a while, their breathing syncing with one another, and the rain pounding outside. It was dark but it was cozy, the candles still lit and Dallon's humming soon faded.

Brendon inhaled Dallon's scent, he smells like flowers and fresh rain. This scent brings him home, Dallon is his home.

The rain soon dies down and the power came back on. They blew the candles out and just before Dallon moved out of position. Brendon calls him out.

"Wait," He says. "Can we still lay here? Please?" Brendon never wants this moment to end and even though there would be an end, he'll savor it for as long as he has it.

"I can't say no to your cute face, Bren." Dallon smiles and they both go into a spooning position, with Dallon wrapping his arm around Brendon.

"God, I love you so much." Brendon mumbles with his cheeks blushing, almost replicating the blush when he first Dallon.

"I love you more, Brendon." Dallon whispers in his ear and kisses his head.

"Then, I love you the most." Brendon ends their conversation and a silence overcomes them.

The two boys stay in that position before they drift off into a world of sleep with a shared warmth.

And finally, the rain stops as the window lets the sun shine through the clouds.

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haha, iM sorry for reposting another one-shot from my older account but this one's sweet and soft and I love it?? I'll try to have something out but my writing's getting dull yet the ideas are like amAZING. have a good day, y'all!

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