"Dallon." Brendon mumbled into Dallons neck. Dallon didn't move, the only thing audible was light deep breaths filling their ribcage and out.
Brendon sighed and unravled his arms from around Dallons waist quietly as he could so he wouldnt wake up them, then sat up.
Brendon looked to his right and saw his phone, he quickly picked it up and read the time, also noticing a few texts.
1:17PM
Brendon groaned lightly and then unlocked it to see who had texted him.
It was Dall.
Dall👽: omg I can't sleep.
Dall👽: the taste of your lips is still prominent on my tongue.
Dall👽: hhh your so sweet. I like you a lot.
Dall👽: going to bed. Peace out ✌👽
Brendon chuckled and covered his mouth, foolishly smiling at the screen staring at it.
Thats when he noticed; he was foolishly, stupidly in love, and there was nothing he could do about it.
YOU ARE READING
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
