Brendon's pov
It's been a week since I asked Dallon to be my boyfriend, a whole week since Dallon said Yes.we didn't say anything about it, meaning the rest of the band and our friends didn't have a clue. Dallon and I had discussed when we wanted to tell the others but since I had told him who gave me the courage to sneak into his bunk, he suggested we told Patrick first. Today was the day that we had set for that and i was shockingly excited, i felt like a teenage girl. I couldnt sleep, my phone confirmed that i should give up hope on sleeping when it revealed that it was already 4 am. Dallon was beside me snoring lightly, his head rested on my arm. I looked up at the ceiling of my bunk and got lost in thought.
flashback
This kid was joining our band and he had the damn nerve to be late on his first day. It was 23 minutes past 1 and I was irritated as shit. My mood had been crap since my best friend/ kid i was super into left the band. Ryan said he was leaving because he didnt have time for the band anymore, but i knew it was to get away from me. I started fading out of reality and falling into old memories when the door flew open and in tumbled a rather sweaty guy. I jumped up from the sudden commotion, after a few seconds of realizing the guy was on the ground, i got up and held my hand out for him to use as support to stand up. He looked up, hair covering his eyes slightly, and hesitated but eventually took my hand.
"Th-Thanks. Umm. I'm Dallon." The studder was cute, so were his eyes.
"Brendon. I'm glad you showed up, i was about to leave."
"Oh God, I am so sorry. I got lost and finally found the courage to ask for directions and then my fucking car just stopped out of nowhere so...i ran."
"Talk about bad luck, wow." I realized he was still holding my hand and yelled at myself internally as i felt my face heat up.
"I, guess it's not ALL bad...i mean i caught you didnt i?" He said, squeezing my hand.
end flashback
I felt Dallon stir and looked at my phone for the time, 8:30. We invited over Patrick to talk at 10 so we had to get up. I shook Dallon softly.
He shoots up. "IS PATRICK HERE? DID I SLEEP IN? AM I LATE? OH GOD." He's completely freaking out.
"DALLON DALLON, calm down babe. its only 8:30, you have plently of time before Patrick gets here."
His wide eyes start to calm and his breathing slows, "Fuck... sorry."
He sighs and lays back down. We lay there for a few minutes before Dallon leaves for a shower. Since i showered last night i get up and search for something to wear. I decide on black jeans and a white V-neck. Eventually Dallon returns and gets dressed before coming to sit by me on the couch. We watch Doctor Who, as requested by Dal, while we wait for our visitor.
Theres a knock on the door and we expect it to fly open soon after but it doesnt. I look at Dallon and we both get up and answer it. When we open the door we find a small man standing there looking at his hand thats tangled in another man's hand.
"Patrick" I smile.
He looks up, "Brendon, Hey. Hi Dallon. Umm, I hope you dont mind i brought Pete along... he isn't feeling too good and i didnt want to leave him by himself..."
I look over at Pete who does not take his eyes off of his shoes. "Yeah it's totally fine, Pete is ALWAYS welcome, you guys know that. Anyways, we were coming to him next."
Dallon speaks up, "Are you alright Pete? Need an asprin or anything?"
Pete seems to tense up but remains silent. Partick answers for him, "Uh, its not that kind of sick... He's just having a bad day, i forgot to pick up his perscription so he has no Ativan. It's my fault..."
Pete squeezes Patrick's hand and looks at him before resting his head on his shoulder, assuring Patrick that he isnt angry at him. Patrick smiles.
"Well come on then, it's a little cold out here." Dallon says.
We sit on the couch, Patrick and Pete on the other couch across from ours.
"Patrick, Pete... we wanted to tell you guys something..." Dallon started.
"PATRICK YOUR PLAN WORKED! DALLON AND I ARE DATING!" I said grabbing Dallon's hand.
Patrick smiled , "Congrats guys! i'm so glad it worked out."
Pete stood up and walked over to us, "Congrats." he gave us each a hug and went back to Patrick. He kissed Patrick on the cheek and grinned.
I don't think i've ever felt more of an urge to yell "AW" in my life.
A/N: I AM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE. I THOUGHT I HIT PUBLISH BUT I HIT SAVE SO ITS BEEN SAVED FOR LIKE WEEKS. SORRY FRIENDS.
ALSO, I really want to write a Peterick but i have no ideas. SO... SEND ME PROMPTS AND STUFF AND ILL WRITE THEM, ill write anything really, meaning i'd write smut oneshots and stuff if you'd like. i'm also open to writing about any specific kinks if thats what you are into. fluffy cute stuff is also an option.
