Gloom Boys - Brallon

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Dallon and Brendon are going camping. 

Really, they are just bringing a tent and an extension cord out to Dallon's backyard, but they are trying. 

"Dal, we should make s'mores." Brendon says, a gleam in his eye that Dallon hasn't seen in a while.

"We need to set up the tent first, babe." The taller says, smiling down at him. 

Dallon assumes that Brendon started taking his pills again, he hasn't been like this in weeks. He wishes they could always be like this. Neither of them worrying about anything or crying. 

They finally get the tent up after some struggle, mostly Dallon doing it by himself while Brendon jumps on the trampoline. He just wants his baby to be happy, he doesn't mind doing more work. 

"You did it!" The thin boy says, getting off the trampoline to hug his boyfriend. 

Dallon smiles, a sad smile, and starts a fire while Brendon grabs s'mores ingredients and many blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals from the house. 

They sit, wrapped in a fluffy grey blanket while roasting marshmallows, Brendon's head resting on Dallon's shoulder. 

"We should just stay out here forever, nobody will bother us ever again." Brendon says as his marshmallow catches fire. 

Dallon tells him that would be lovely, but it might get cold during the winter months. 

"That's true. You're smart, dal." The taller boy smiles, watching as Brendon takes a bite out of his s'more, chocolate and marshmallow fluff making his fingers sticky. 

"Baby, you got a little something," They have both finished their s'mores and Brendon has chocolate on his face. "Where?" Brendon asks, wiping at the wrong side of his face. 

Dallon smirks before leaning in and licking it off the corner of the boys mouth, making him giggle and slap him away. "Ew Dallon!" He says, swatting at him

"What? I was helping!" He argues, laughing.

"I'm gonna get you back for that!" Brendon moves to sit on top of Dallon, their bodies now on the blanket-covered floor of the tent and he licks the taller boys cheek. 

"Stop it!" Dallon says, bubbly laughter escaping from both of them.

 "Never!" He attempts to do it again but Dallon moves to connect both of their lips, their eyes closing. 

Dallon's arm snakes around Brendon's waist, pulling him closer as they kiss. 

Brendon is now fully on top of him, tangling his fingers in Dallon's thick hair. 

He moves his free hand underneath the taller's shirt, signaling him to take it off. 

Dallon doesn't think about what he's been doing. He forgets about his newfound addiction to pain, and allows Brendon to slide his sweater up over his head. 

It's dark, and they are distracted by each other's eyes, so Brendon doesn't notice the multitude of wounds on Dallon's wrist. 

The kiss gets heated, Dallon flipping them over so he is on top of the shorter boy.

"You're absolutely gorgeous." Dallon whispers, kissing Brendon's neck where you can feel your heartbeat. Brendon blushes and smiles, running his fingers along his spine, biting his lip.

"I love you." Brendon breathes out as Dallon sucks and bites on his throat. 

Dallon sits up so he is straddling the smaller boys hips, lacing their fingers together. 

"I love you too baby boy." 

"I'm not a baby." Brendon says, giggling as Dallon moves their hands back and forth together. 

Dallon moves suddenly, pushing Brendon's hands down above his head. "You're my baby." He whispers before pressing his lips onto Brendon's. 

"All mine."