*Brendon's POV*
I woke up, tired and head slightly throbbing. Proping myself up on my elbows got me dizzy. Slowly turing on my back I looked to my left to see Dallon sleeping soundly. Oh, Dallon I though.
...Wait, Dallon? In bed? With me?! WHAT?! my eyes no longer sleepy, shot open to get a better look at what the big picture looked like. Me and him were sleeping dangerously close, his hand outstretched, holding my side. Panicking, as I looked down to see we were both in our boxers. Shit, I thought to myself. I was comfortable, and didn't want to move, but this was wrong. I was married. He was married. But why didn't I want to move?
Nah, your just too tired to move, convinced myself. Not the fact that I wanted to get closer to him and just wrap my arms around his body and- woah. Ok, maybe I wasn't really that straight.
I stopped fighting my instinct and wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him closer. I fit my face in his neck, I could hear him breathing softly. Yea, this was nice. Sleepily, he draped his arm around my side and we just kinda hugged. I fell back asleep. But not before I woke up to the sound of screaming. From me? I thought. No, it was a lower scream. Oh, it was Dallon. He must have woken up to find himself holding his best friend extremely close in just his boxers. I causally thought up a lie in time for him to calm down.
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An Accidental love story
FanfictionDallon and Brendon have been good friends- on stage and off. But one night when things happen, Brendon questions what he might want, or WHO he might want. And as for Dallon, he has to choose the same fate, as whether to tell anybody of the occurrenc...
