Coral Red ❤︎ [Brallon]

19.

Brendon's POV
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"Bren, where's your necklace?"

Dallon's words ring through my ears as he says them, and I bring my hand up, touching the spot on my neck where my necklace was supposed to be. When I don't feel it, my eyes widen, and a feeling of panic washes over me as I try to think of how it could've come off.

"I d-dunno!" I say hurriedly, and I immediately sit up, looking in the sheets and trying to find my necklace.

I was scared that Dallon would be mad at me if we couldn't find my necklace, maybe he preferred me being a human rather than a merman.

Dallon sits up with me, and he looks around as well, trying to find the bright red crystal.

"If it's in the bathroom, then we'll have to wait baby. Josh and Ty are still in there," Dallon says, rolling his eyes a little, and I whimper.

He takes notice to my whimper, and he sits up more to help me look.

"I-If I don't f-find it, I o-only have so l-long before I tu-turn back.. I need t-to find it!" I say, and I get up off the bed, looking around the room quickly to see if I can see the shiny red jewel anywhere.

I feel Dallon grab my arm, and he pulls me back down to him, his arms wrapping around me as he holds me on his lap.

"Baby, I need you to take a breath, okay? We'll find your necklace, I promise you," he says, and he kisses my head gently, something that relaxes me almost immediately.

I nod slightly, and I take a deep breath.

"It's probably just in the bathroom where Tyler and Josh are, so whenever they leave we can look and see if it's in there okay, baby? It's okay, I swear we'll find it," Dallon says and I nod gently, his words starting to reassure me.

I let out a quiet breath. I was scared that we wouldn't find it, and if we didn't, would Dallon be mad at me? He seemed to like that I would be able to turn human when I wanted, so would he be upset with me? I didn't want him to be..

I curl up in his lap, but it takes me a second to really find a comfortable position since I still really didn't know what to do with my legs, or where to put them. It was pretty weird if you ask me, but the fact that Dallon let me take that hoodie off made me happy. I didn't have to worry about the itchiness on my chest anymore.

I noticed when I did take it off, he looked at me in a different way but I don't know how to describe it. It was a special way, to say the least.

I feel Dallon's hands on my hips, and he's rubbing small circles into them, and his gentle motions make me relax more against him, a soft sigh escaping my lips as I laid my head on Dallon's shoulder.

"H-How long a-are they go-gonna be in there?" I ask, and I put my hand on Dallon's chest, tracing it out gently.

Dallon sighs softly and he shrugs. "Probably not much longer baby," he says, and I nod. I could still hear Josh, Tyler, and Ryan talking in the room next to us, but as far as I knew, Josh and Tyler didn't sound sick anymore.

I hear them walk out of the bathroom, and someone turn off the lights. I look to Dallon, my eyes lighting up a little.

"C-Can we go lo-look, Dally? Pl-Please?" I ask, and Dallon nods as he kisses my cheek, smiling gently.

Dallon's POV
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I helped Brendon up off the bed, holding onto the doorway for support. I could see that he was shaking a little, his face pale. "Hey, baby, it's okay."