"That's the last box." Dallon sat the box next to all of the others. The two boys were tired from moving in a ton of heavy boxes, but the smiles on their faces were worth it in the end. "I can't believe you're actually moving in." Brendon was so happy, and Dallon was too. "I can't believe you asked me." He put his arm around the boy as they stared at the boxes. "Where do we even start?" Brendon looked up at Dallon, waiting for an answer. He just stared at the boxes. "I wish I knew, Bren." He groaned and hid his face in Dallon's chest. It was such a Brendon thing to do.
Moving in with someone sounds easy until you start to unpack. And for these two, it was definitely hard. Brendon has a nice house. It's kind of fancy, but has some touches that give off an L.A. vibe. Dallon's house was kind of nerdy. He had comic books, action figures, he even had a Back to the Future poster. Even though they were great looks on their own, they didn't work so well together.
It was a stressful few days. The boys argued a lot. Most arguments like theirs would probably last a day at the most. But both of them were very stubborn. It got to the point where Brendon gave Dallon the silent treatment for 8 hours. It was such a Brendon thing to do. They probably wouldn't have argued as much if it hadn't been a stressful month already. When Brendon decided to start talking again, they both decided that they needed to actually listen to each other instead of yelling. They realized that if they just would've talked in the first place, it would've saved them time. "Okay, start decorating tomorrow?" Brendon nodded. "Yeah. I'm really tired." Dallon picked him up bridal style, which shocked the boy at first. "Ahh! Dallon!" They both giggled as he carried them to their room. Brendon put on his sleep shorts and threw his shirt in the pile he had in the corner. He looked over at Dallon, who was already sitting in bed. Something was different about him. He finally realized that Dallon wasn't wearing a shirt. He turned bright red. Dallon looked up from his phone and smiled. "You okay, Bren?" He started walking towards the bed. "Yep! I'm great!" Dallon chuckled as he got in bed next to him. He turned to where he could see the boy more. Brendon chuckled. "What is it?" Dallon smiled as he put his hands on Brendon's cheeks. "Oh, nothing." Their lips met, as they kissed for a couple of minutes. Dallon kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry about these last few days." Brendon chuckled. "You don't have to be." Dallon kissed his jawline, which surprised the other boy. "But I am." They we're very close. There was almost no room in between them. Their eyes met. Brendon was breathing heavy. He knew what was going to happen, and he was okay with it. Dallon whispered into the boys ear.
"Let me make it up to you."
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A/N: I'm not gonna make this a smut, because if I wrote a smut it would be soooo cringy, but I can still hint to it aha
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second boys // brallon
Fanfic"boy number two, there is someone for you. just forget her and walk away." [COMPLETED]Dallon was chasing after the girl of his dreams, but her feelings became clear when she picked another guy over him. Heartbroken, he goes to a bar, where he runs i...
