Far Too Young To Die // brallon

eight

It's been a month since Dallon found out that Brendon's in love with him. Neither of them have said anything to each other, but when Spencer told Luke all about it, Luke decided.

Dallon and Brendon will spend 10 days together.

In Scotland.

Alone.

They both sit silently in the car, Brendon not wanting to speak as Dallon occasionally looks at him with worry. Dallon's heart is pounding. No one knows what he did before he came here. He takes a deep breath as he remembers it all.
   
    
     
    
    
"Now, I'm gonna jump right into it. Do you have feelings for him?" Dallon looks down and sighs, thinking.

"I don't know. I... I think I do? I mean, I never thought of Brendon as my friend for some reason, I always thought he was more than that but I guess I never really noticed. But now that I've been asked that question, I've been noticing a lot about him. The way he gets distracted and stares off into space, the way he presses his lips together when he's trying to focus, the way he tugs at his sleeves every once in a while before resting his face in between his hands. Or how he occasionally whimpers when he's sleeping and you don't know how to stop it—"

"Hold him and pet his hair, maybe even reassure him a little bit," Ryan interrupts him.

Dallon looks at him, waiting for him to continue.

"He completely melts when you give him even the slightest affection like that. He gets all gushy when you hug him or put your hand on his. Hell, he gets all flustered when you barely bump into each other. Brendon's quite easy if he has strong feelings for you, and he's been in love with three people in his whole life. Including you," Ryan says. Dallon nods obvious signs of nervousness on his features. "Grab my hand. Pretend it's Brendon's."

Dallon smiles and reaches over, grabbing Ryan's hand sweetly. Ryan tenses very, very slightly, not enough for Dallon to notice. The two smile and chuckle lightly. 

"Good, yeah." Ryan pulls away. "He'll completely melt. So, do you think you love him?"

"I have no idea. I want to say I am, but I don't wanna accidentally say something that ends up being false." Ryan thinks, decides, then sighs. 

"Sorry. Um, I'm gonna be a little honest with you right now."

"Go ahead," Dallon says. Ryan sighs.

"I'm still in love with Brendon," he says seriously. Dallon's heart sinks and he tenses slightly, expression dropping and face paling. He tries to speak, but nothing comes out. 

Ryan smiles and laughs lightly. 

"Yep, you're in love with him."

"Wait, what?" Dallon asks.

"You looked heartbroken when I said that, of course you love him," Ryan says. 

"That's a very risky game," Dallon says, causing them both to laugh. 

"Treat him right. He'll never want to leave you, trust me. He'll never want anyone else again."
    
   
   
   
   
Dallon looks at Brendon as they finally pull up to a small cottage. Brendon's staring at the seat in front of him, unintentionally looking quite sad. Dallon glances down at his arms, noticing how Brendon's holding the ends of his hoodie sleeves. Dallon's heart sinks and all he wants to do is pull him close and hug him.

He suddenly has to restrain himself from reaching over and grabbing and kissing Brendon's hand. 

Would I do that to anyone else? Dallon asks himself and immediately tries to think. If Spencer or Luke looked upset, he'd ask if they were okay and ask if he could do anything.