helo, and welcome to hell. okay lemme get this in check, this is a brallon one shot book. not ryden, peterick, ferard, trholey, joshler, joshdon, or any other ship i didnt name. this is also fluff so dont even try with the sumt. u can also request b...
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hai guys, so this chapter might be bit depressing lmao srry about that, my mental health hasnt been the best lately so i guess the effect comes off on my stories. from now on i will b titling my stories so if you want to re-read or skip to a chapter it can be a bit easier. hope yall e n j o y.
dallon sighed.
the bass guitar he was holding felt heavier than usual.
lately, he hadn't been feeling like himself lately, he was tired, faking he was fine was begging to wear him down. not wanting to practice anymore, the bassist set down his guitar and stared at the wall mirror in front of him.
'gross' dallon thought as he stared at himself.
shaking his head, he ran his hands down his face, and lay on his bed for sometime, just thinking.
'what would happen if i wasn't here..how would brendon act...'
'he wouldn't care, just go get rid of yourself ' a voice said in the back of his head.
'no, shut up' dallon argued at himself.
headlights came through the dimly lighted bedroom. now he knew brendon was home he felt a bit better, just at the fact.
he quietly padded down the stairs, pushing up his sleeves on his way down. timidly peeking his head around the corner, he saw brendon come in and set a few groceries on the kitchen table.
after hearing brendon setting his keys on the counter, dallon turned the corner and sat on a stool under the bar.
"hey dall" brendon sounded cheery.
"hey bren" dallon tried to sound the same, but he ended up sounding down right depressed.
"babe...whats wrong.." brendon was good at figuring things out based on emotions and actions.
" nothing... " brendon looked sceptical.
"its just that, im tired of being here, o-on this planet..." dallon got quiet towards the end.
"...dont you ever ever, think that, you are more than you think, you are my world dall, dont you ever think of leaving me either, because i won't leave you. "
dallon was silent for a few moments, taking this in he leaned into brendons chest, and closed his eyes.
brendon wrapped his arms around his boyfriends back and held him there until dallon spoke up again.
"could...could you sing to me...please?" dallon quietly asked.
"of course, anything for you, dally" brendon smiled.
dallon pulled a quick small smile and followed brendon, who was making his way to the living room.
after settling himself on the piano bench, brendon patted the spot left next to him for dallon to sit on.
when dallon had sat down, brendon flexed his fingers over the piano and played the first notes of the song.
opening his mouth, the sweet noise of a musical note came out of his mouth.
"now the night is coming to an end
ooo~-"
dallon smiled to himself, this is one of his favorite songs, it was his therapy.
"the sun will rise and we will try again
ooo~
stay alive, stay alive for me
you will die, but now your life is free
take pride in what is sure to die
i will fear the night again
ooo~
i hope im not my only friend
ooo~
stay alive, stay alive for me
you will die, but now your life is free
take pride in what is sure to die"
dallon leaned against brendon, steady breathing, and feeling better.
"better, dally?" brendon smiled warmly, pecking dallon on the lips.
dallon grinned back and hugged brendon, they stayed like that for a few minutes, taking in the love and support they had for each other.
OK SO I WAS WATCHING AGT WHILE WRITING THIS AND YOU WILL BE FOUND CAME ON AND I SCREECHED. anyways, thnk u guys for actually reading my stories it means a lot to me. truce and other twenty one pilots songs r actually my personal therapy i love them so much. im gonna try to post tmr but i have this boring candlelight service at 7 pm so if i can post it will be a bit later than usual. if i do post i have a surprise for u ppl in the next chapter. review and/or request. stay safe, bAii.
