My baby // Brallon oneshots 👑 //

You either get it or I guess you won't

(Hiya! This is for Lgree373 I hope you enjoy this! Thanks again for requesting! <3  also btw we're gonna say Nichole is in the band and not.. k*nny...)

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Dallon had noticed Brendon's different mood on the bus, he wasn't as perky as he usually was.

The young singer wasn't as jumpy, and he definitely didn't seem as excited about performing tonight like he always was.

They had a show in LA, and they were now headed to Las Vegas. They had now been on the bus for almost two hours, so they had about an hour left. 

All of the guys were sitting in the lounge, and Dallon was keeping a close eye on Brendon to see if his mood changed, or if he stayed silent, and reserved.

"We have a little break after Vegas," Zack says, as the others talk around him. The others nod and Dan gives a little cheer.

"Hey Brendon are you excited about the show?" Dan asks, and he's a bit confused after he doesn't get an immediate answer.

Dallon turns to look at Brendon and he finds him sitting there with his head down on the table. Nicole leans over, and she places her hand on Brendon's shoulder, carefully and gently shaking him.

Brendon's head snaps up, and he looks absolutely confused.

"Huh..? O-Oh, yeah I'm excited. Sorry Dan, I'm just tired," Brendon says, his tone sounding forced.

"Yeah right, just tired.." Dallon thinks to himself, he knew Brendon was lying. He knew him way better than that, you could tell he was lying even by the tone in his voice. But no one else noticed.

"It's alright. That's understandable, we have had a lot of shows," Dan says with a smile.

Brendon nods and he moves to be standing up. It's noticeable that he clutches the counter before quickly letting go and standing up normally.

"I'm gonna go take a nap, please wake me up when we get to Vegas." He says before quickly walking to the back room of the bus, the one with the big bed.

Everyone gives him a look, but they just shrug it off.

Dallon hums a little, and after awhile, almost an hour later, he stands up and walks to the back, gently knocking on the door once he reaches it.

"Bren?" He softly calls.

"May I come in?"

After getting a muffled yes, he enters, gently closing the door behind himself after he does. Whenever he looks up, he sees Brendon laying down curled up, he looked almost miserable.

Dallon slowly walks over to the bed and he sits on the edge of it, next to Brendon. He gives the shorter a worried yet sympathetic look.

Brendon just looks up at him in confusion, and he sits up a little.

"Hey Dall, what's up?"

"Nothing really, you feeling alright?" Dallon softly says.

Brendon just nods gently, but he doesn't really look at Dallon as he does. When Dallon looked closer, he could see that the boys cheeks were flushed, and yet he was still laying under a thick layer of blankets.

It was obvious that he was hot, but Dallon noted the way that the boy shivered every now and then.

He carefully reaches forward and places the back of his hand on Brendon's forehead, Brendon only looked up at him in confusion yet in curiosity.