Coral Red ❤︎ [Brallon]

20.

Brendon's POV
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I sighed softly as I laid in Dallon's arms, my body felt relaxed, and I felt perfectly content laying there with him.

I felt his face in my neck, and he kissed it gently, making me giggle a little.

Dallon was so amazing! He was really gentle with me and he took it slow, telling me everything that he was gonna do since I honestly had no idea what was gonna happen next the whole time.

We had shown each other that we really loved one another, and it made that fluttery feeling almost feel overwhelmingly strong in my chest, my heart beating quickly. I smile as I feel Dallon's arms wrapping around me tighter, keeping me close to his body.

I shift a little so that I can grab one of his hands, and I hold it, intertwining our fingers since my webs weren't there to interfere for the time being. I hear him hum, and he places another gentle kiss to my neck.

It was quiet in the room, but it was a nice type of quiet. I didn't even hear Tyler or Josh bickering, or even just Ryan talking. The only thing I could hear was the tv, that being the only thing showing me that there were still people besides me and Dallon in the house.

I started to think about everything that we had just done, and what it meant for us.

It had changed our relationship for the better, right? Since we proved that we truly loved each other by taking that step. At least I thought it changed our relationship for the better, I didn't really know how Dallon felt about it. I thought he liked it though.

He seemed like he truly wanted to do that, but I didn't know if he regretted it in the end. What if he did regret it? Does that mean that he didn't love me?

A pout comes onto my face as I think about the fact that maybe Dallon didn't actually enjoy it as much as I thought he had.

Did he really want that, or did he just do it since he knew I wanted to? He seemed so sweet and gentle though, surely that meant something right?

I find myself holding his hand a little tighter than before, trying to reassure myself that he did actually love me and that he was right here with me. Dallon hums a little against my neck, and he holds my hand tighter too. I can feel his smile against my neck, and it makes the pout on mine fade for a few seconds.

But then the thoughts that he could have regretted it come back, and I find myself in a pool of endless possibilities.

What if he really didn't love me? What if that just made our relationship worse?

I whimper quietly, and my eyes start to water a little. I try to make it stop, but I just can't help it as all those thoughts keep circling in my mind.

I know that tears are close to rolling down my cheeks, so I turn and I let go of Dallon's hand so that I can bury my face into his bare chest, my breathing slightly shaky. I know I take him by surprise because it takes him a minute to wrap his arms around me again.

"Baby?" I hear him ask, and I don't reply, knowing if I did my voice would crack and I would most likely break down.

I just shake my head instead, settling on that instead of answering him verbally. I keep my face in his chest and I feel him rub my back as he tries to figure out what's wrong.

I start to cling to him as more tears start to roll down my cheeks, and I know he can feel them since I'm laying against his chest.

"Baby, can you please tell me what's wrong? Are you okay, darling?" He asks again, trying to get me to talk. I still don't though, and I softly sniffle instead.