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       "You know," he started and switched them both onto their sides, his hand still moving through his hair, as his other hand moved up and down Brian's back, squeezing the small of his back for a second before continuing his gliding motions. "-- if you would have taken my last n-name, y-you would have been..Brian Bennett. D-Double B. Maybe it's fate." His sleepy eyes became heavy lidded, moving to press their foreheads together peacefully.

       Daxton's hands threaded through Brian's hair, scratching at his scalp a tad. His sentence made him giddy instantly, his cheeks flushed and the sweetest of smiles came to his lips. Daxton knew this because they've talked about it before -- but he honestly just loved listening to it. His baby blue hues moved to clash with emerald green before speaking. "-- R-Really..?"

NO IDEK WTF I HAVE BUT IT SUCKS ASS

       Of course he just clung to Brian, wrapping his arms around him tightly as he pulled him closer. He just liked having his warmth. He was tired, happy, and needy at this point. "I-I love you too." After he spoke his grasp just became tighter. "L-Let's just stay like t-this forever. Like, in this bed l-like this."

         He's so done with you, Brian. Daxton cuddled up to his side, nuzzling his nose into Brian's shoulder. That was before he leaned up and squeezed Brian's cheeks like never before. "Ohhh! You're so cute!" He's squeezing you, Brian, there goes your punk points.