"Hey Bren?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair.
"Hm?" He hummed, leaning deeper into my chest as he scrolled through his phone.
"Remember how i said Blink was coming?" I asked.
"Yeah." Brendon nodded, still scrolling and reblogging.
"Guess who bought tickets for 2" I smiled biting my lower lip.
Brendon jumped off of my chest and flipped around, and looked at me wide eyed through his glasses.
"No." He said in denial.
"Yes." I smiled.
"DALLON!" Brendon yelled and trew his arms around my neck, causing me to fall down on my back, with the fairy lights from our fortress in my eyes.
Or what brendon liked to call it, our 'brotress'.
"Dallon oh my god!" He yelled into my neck.
"Thank you so much!" He cried.
"Your welcome." I said quietly.
"The concerts in a few days!" He yelled. I nodded smiling ear to ear.
He leaned back and looked down at me. He looked in my eyes then at my lips. It was the most chiché moment.
"I think i should kiss you." He said and chuckled.
"Yeah." I nodded and agreed, smirking.
And thats what he did. He and I kissed inside of our fairly lit 'brotress' at 4:09 in the morning.
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shoot up with your perfume ✨ brallon
Fanfictionin which brendon is a recovering drug addict; or atleast trying. and dallon is just a pastel flower boi who gets a text from a unknown number. ©brendonyurri creds to @SPELLBOOKZ for cover idea
