My baby // Brallon oneshots 👑 //

Very VERY early morning thoughts

(A/N Ayyyyyy here we are with some random oneshots I think of... hope you enjoy!)

Brendon groans as he tosses and turns in his bed. They had played a show a few hours ago and then immediately came to the bus.

Everyone was tired from how eventful the show was so they just took showers and crashed in their beds.

Brendon knew he was tired from the show but he just couldn't fall asleep.

So, what did he do?

He played games on his phone at 1 am until he got bored, after that and all the way up until now, he just laid in his bunk staring at the ceiling and thinking.

He whines and flops over to be on his stomach, quickly reaching for his phone and grabbing it.

His phone read 3 am and he internally groaned.

He should've been asleep by now, and he usually is, but not tonight.

Brendon looks around the room for a second before his eyes land on the bunk across from him.

Dallon's bunk.

Dallon was his boyfriend but only the rest of the band knew. They still had the stage gay while playing but none of the fans knew it was real.

He smiled but quickly realized they hadn't talked after the show and that made him upset.

So, he grabs his phone, quickly going to Dallon's contact and texting him, despite it being 3 o'clock in the morning and the fact that he's most likely asleep.

3:05 am

               ❤️Urieletric❤️: Dallonnnnn!

               ❤️Urielectric❤️: Dally!!

               ❤️Urielectric❤️: DallONNNNN

3:09 am

💕MY BASS BABY💕: Brendon. It is 3 am. Go to bed

               ❤️Urielectric❤️: But I wanna
talk to you... I miss you..

💕MY BASS BABY💕: Bren. I am in the bunk RIGHT next to you

               ❤️Urielectric❤️: Then you     better make room for me giraffe boy

💕MY BASS BABY💕: Fine, get over
here dork. I can't promise I'll still be awake by the time you're over here tho

Brendon laughs quietly and shuffles out of his bunk, softly padding over to Dallon's.

Once he gets to Dallon's bunk he pauses, trying to see if the taller's still awake.

"Dall?" He questions, his voice lingering in the air.

He shifts slightly so he can get a better view of him, his messy but cute bed hair, his sharp jawline, the way his lips are slightly parted while he sleeps.

"Perfect," Brendon mumbles to himself as he remembers what he came over to his bunk for.

"Dallyyy!" He whines out and tugs at the top of the blanket gently.