One Shots

tour

No prompt for this one.
Here's a Brallon fanfic, enjoy.

The arena goes black and I walk offstage.

Another show done. The feeling of being on stage is indescribable. The thrill, the energy, the love. It's overwhelming in the best way possible. I'm so grateful for it and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Just the fact that I get to go on tour in the first place blows my mind. There something so incredible about it that words cannot even begin to describe it.

But ever since Dallon left, everything's been tinted a shade darker.

The faces in the crowd blur together, just like the days. The lights are dimmer, just like my outlook. The back of my throat tastes like bile, just like the kisses I get from the various people each night.

I just miss him so fucking much.

A/N:
Sorry this one was so short!
Thanks for reading!
Bye!