DALLON IS TYPING | brallon

six.

dallonweekes: wait, what time?

brendonurie: around 5:30

dallonweekes: cool.

*Frank Iero sized timeskip*

Dallon tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for Brendon at a Burger King booth.

He looked at his watch, 5:31. Dallon sighed, he's not coming, he thought. Finally, Brendon walked in a few seconds later.

"I'm so, so sorry!" Brendon apologized.

"Its fine, I thought you weren't gonna come..." Dallon said.

Brendon got closer to Dallon, creating a small gap inbetween their faces. They closed the gap, and cheers filled burger king.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" Brendon asked.

"Yep." Dallon said, a smiling mess.