Brallon~ Raised By Wolves

Bubble Bath

~Still Saturday but 7 pm~

"Hey Brenny, you should have a shower," I call out from the kitchen. I'm searching for food because I'm fucking starving.

"No!" He calls back.

"Brendon, I had a shower already, you should have one, you smell of the sea," I say while giving up on finding food and just grabbing an apple instead.

"No! I hate showers," I roll my eyes.

"Same Bren but it's healthy, come on," I say while bitting into my apple and walking to the living room.

"No, I already showered!"

"Brendon that wasn't showering, that was at the beach to rinse yourself off but that wasn't a full real shower, you need to wash yourself!" Brendon lets out a whine and crosses his arms.

"So..." that was pathetic Brenny.

"How about a bath," Brendon sighs and nods. "Good, I'll go start it," I head to the bathroom and start running the water, I wonder if he'd like bubbles?

I like bubbles.

I'm lying I hate them.

Let's put them in!

I actually don't have the mix... body wash... that's bubbly. I pour some in and it creates bubbles. Yes!

I sit on the toilet and finish my apple, by the time I'm done the bath is ready. I stop the running water and head back to Brendon.

"Bren, your bath is ready."

"I don't want a bath." I groan loudly.

"You're having one, come on, I'll even sit in the bathroom and talk to you so you aren't bored," Brendon just rolls his eyes.

How dare you roll your eyes at me!

"Come on, if you don't come now I'll pick you up," Brendon sticks his tongue out at me. I start walking towards him and he whines.

"I don't want a bath!"

"Stop being whiny Brendon, you need one, I won't cuddle you or anything if you don't have one!" He shakes his head no so I pick him up.

"Put me down! Go sit in the corner!" I put him back on the couch, he stands up but I push him down, I straddle his lap and he looks up at me with an angry childish look.

"Did you just tell me to sit in the corner?" I ask while raising an eyebrow.

"Dally is being mean to Brendon which means he goes in the corner!" Excuse me. How dare they let you read a book where bad kids go in the corner. I am not a child and I think Brendon isn't either, no fucking clue how old he is. For all I know he could be older then me, but I doubt it.

"How am I being mean?! Brendon I hate showers as well but they're healthy! Come on," I get off of him and grab his wrist, I start walking and Brendon walks with me but when the bathroom comes to view he pulls back and whines.

"Let go! No! Let go of me!" He tries to pry my hand off but fails. I walk into the bathroom, I trade spots with him so I'm at the door, I shut it and lock it.

I let go of his wrist and he shoves me to the side and tries opening the door.

"Bath Brendon, come on," he approaches the bath and frowns.

"No..." he whispers.

I sigh. I may regret what I'm going to say but whatever.

"What if I go in with you?" Brendon looks at me and smiles.

"Sure."

Sure.

Sure?!

"Really?!"

"No." Oh my god.

"What can I do to get you in the bath," Brendon pauses and thinks.

"Hm... sit in the corner for a minute and come in the bath with Brenny," I nod.

I unlock the bathroom door and leave to go sit in the nearest corner. When I find one I sit down and begin counting.

One...

Two....

~a couple seconds later~

Ten...

Eleven...

Twelve...

Thirteen...

~More seconds later~

~even more seconds later~

~it has been a full minute.~

I get out of the corner and go back in the bathroom. I walk in and Brendon is in his underwear staring at the water.

I lock the door so he can't escape because that little bitch loves escaping.

"Take off your boxers and get in babe," I say quietly. I turn around because I am not ready to see a dick even though I have.

"Are you in?" Brendon hums in response. I turn around and take off my shirt. I take off my socks and nervously take off my pants. Brendon looks at me and grins.

"Look away Bren," he pouts and looks down while closing his eyes.

"I'm going to be watching you so you don't look," Brendon nods. I take off my boxers and step into the bathtub. Luckily I have a big bathtub, I can sit crisscross.

Y'know if I didn't put bubbles in here things would be way more awkward for me.

"You can open your eyes," Brendon looks up at me and smiles. He scoops up some bubbles and squish's them in his hands.

He starts giggling and plays with more bubbles. I smile and just watch him be happy. I never thought this would ever happen to me. If I didn't find him I wouldn't be sitting in a bathtub with someone who knows a decent amount of English and was raised by wolves.

Brendon picks up some bubbles and blows them at me, then just fall off his hand instead. He pouts and I laugh.

"Rude!" I smirk and roll my eyes.

Brendon grabs more bubbles and and puts them on top of my head.

"Brendon!"

"Dallon!" He mocks.

I take some and put it in his hair. That's how the war started. We're splashing around trying to kill each other with the power of bubbles.

We keep hitting each other and splashing, Brendon then stops and stares into the water.

"What?" He starts giggling.

I look to where he's looking, the bubbles have cleared around me.

He's looking at my male part.

I instantly bring my legs up to shield myself. My cheeks go red.

"No! Dally- Dally is pretty, very pretty, whole body is beautiful... don't hide," Brendon says while going on his hands and knees, I can see his ass and damn.

Brendon puts a hand on my knee and makes me extend my leg, he does it with the other leg as well. He makes me spread my legs and sits between them.

I wonder how red my face is, because fuck, I feel the burn from blush.

"Dally is the prettiest thing I've ever seen," Brendon says, hey, he didn't use third person...

"T-Thank you?" Brendon nods.

"Can you help Brenny clean himself?" I nod.

God this was an awkward bubble bath...

A/N yay another cringy update. Have a couple more before the end. Actually like two more chapters then the rest r coming closer to the end...