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"Sir?"Brendon whispers into the darkness of Dallons bedroom, the end of his dark tail in his hands as he holds onto it for comfort. He's dressed in a T-shirt that Dallon allowed him to borrow, one that falls half way down his thighs and a pair of boxers, both in which are too big for his smaller frame but he doesn't complain much. If it was up to Brendon, he'd be naked but one look from Dallon said otherwise.

He's grateful for the clothing that Dallon has gave him to wear, of course thee way too big for the kitten Hybrid but that didn't bother Brendon. Dallon had said he'd take him out for some clothes soon so that he could have his own belongings and as much as Brendon is excited to have new clothing - because he can't remember the last time he had gotten some - he doesn't want to give up Dallons clothes.

Brendon had woken up with a start, another Thunderstorm in the area and the Thunder rumbling loud enough that it feels as if it is shaking the house - or maybe it's just shaking Brendon- and wakes the Hybrid from the first proper sleep he has had in what has to be months. He'd pulled the warm, thick covers over his head in an attempt to block out the noise, only resulting in it getting louder much to Brendons disappointment.

There's a little voice inside of his head telling him that he shouldn't, but he doesn't listen, and instead he got out of bed and made his way towards where Dallons room was directed to him, knocking softly on the door in an attempt to wake the man from his obvious deep sleep.

"Dallon? Can I sleep with you?"He whispers into the darkness, mewling in distress whenever another wave of thunder shakes the house, causing the Hybrid to shake himself in fear. He doesn't want to be a bother but he really doesn't want to be sleeping on his own during a thunderstorm. Don't get him wrong, he's use to sleeping on his own but that doesn't mean he minds it.

The hybird frowns whenever Dallon just turns onto his stomach in deep sleep, an arm tucked under the pillow and half of his face pressed against it as he snores.

Brendon is about to open his mouth to speak again when a flash of lightening brightens up the bedroom, causing the Hybrid to jump in alert, his tail puffing up in fear and protection as he scrambles to get himself to the large bed for safety.

"Can I sleep in your bed? Is that okay? Don't say anything if I can."Brendons ears lower imto his hair as he waits on a response, shivering from where he sits on the duvet that covers the bed. When Dallon fails to say anything other than snort a snore, Brendon smiles shakily."Okay, good. Thank you."

The Hybrid wiggles himself under the thick, warm duvets from the bottom of the bed, crawling under them until he's half way up the bed, shuffling a little closer to Dallon but not to close that they're touching.

"Thunderstorms can't hurt me."The Hybrid whimpers whenever he jumps under the covers, curling himself into a ball under the covers, his tail wrapped around himself."I'm okay, I'm okay."He tries to coax himself through the fear, breathing hitching whenever it starts to get worse.

Brendon flinches whenever he feels a hand pat at his head, causing him to let out a fearful cry, his eyes shut out of fear. The hand extracts away for a second before it lands back in his hair, softly and without threat.

"You're okay, Brendon, it's alright."Dallons thick with sleep laced voice soothes, hand stroking at Brendons dark hair, petting over Brendons kitten ears gently. He can feel himself relax just a little as Dallon keeps up the calm rhythm in which he pets Brendon, whispering in a sleepy mumble."Thunderstorms can't hurt you, you're safe."

"T-Thank you, Da-Sir."Brendon stutters after a good while, the thunderstorm passing. He's still shaking and he's sure that Dallon is long asleep as his hand had fallen still soon after the thunderstorm had ended, but it didn't fall from Brendons hair.

He sucks in a sharp breath just in case, glad whenever Dallon doesn't say anything in return.

From his remaining place under the covers, Brendon wipes the tears away from his face with the back of his hand as he takes in a shaky breath, still a little scared but better now that Dallon had helped. He curls back into his ball, warm and content, feeling protected now that Dallon sleeps beside him to protect him.

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Dallon wakes up to a rather large and warm weight upon his chest, a silky cat tail wrapped around his right arm and ears twitching under his nose. He groans a little in discomfort, attempting to bringing up a hand to wipe at his eyes but finding that task difficult due to where one his hands is placed on his own chest, under the weight of a sleeping Hybrid and the other being wrapped up by a cat tail.

Forcefully Opening his eyes, Dallon lifts his head to catch the best glimpse of Brendon that he can. The Hybrid has his head turned to the side on Dallons chest, mouth hung open as little snores escape every so often, a hand gripping onto the long sleeved t-shirt that Dallon had wore to bed the night before.

Despite the minor inconvenience of having Brendon sleeping on his chest, Dallon can't help but admit in his inner thoughts of just how adorable the Hybrid looks as he sleeps peacefully. There's tear tracks down his cheeks, nose a little red.

"Brendon, Buddy you gotta wake up."The man says gently, causing the Hybrid to mumble something in his sleep and huff out a tired breath, tail moving off of Dallons arm."Brendon, I gotta piss."

"Hold it."

"Brendon."

"Pillows don't talk."

"Well I'm not a Pillow."

"But you're comfy, so you're a pillow and pillows don't talk so shh."The Hybrid lazily mumbles, nuzzling his nose against Dallons chest and shuffling from his place of laying on top of Dallon. He hikes up a leg so that it's hooked where Dallons hip is, clothed cock rubbing over Dallons not that the Hybrid takes notice to it."

"Dude!"Dallon shouts in shock, causing the Hybrid to jump up in alert, falling off of the bed and landing with a loud thud."Fuck, oh- Brendon, are you okay?"He panics a little.

"Uh-huh."

"Are you sure?"

No answer.

"Brendon...?"He panics again, throwing the covers off of him and leaning over the side. The Hybrid is wiping at his face again, hissing whenever his good hand brushes against the massive cut on his cheek.

"I'm s-sorry, Sir."He stutters, not meeting Dallons eye as he shies away.

"Brendon, it's fine. Nothing is the matter, you don't need to be sorry for anything."Dallon tires to reassure, doing what he did the night before and calming running his fingers through Brendons glossy dark hair in an attempt to calm the Hybrid.

"I-I was in your personal space a-and I never asked permission. I sometimes do that, I'm sorry, I don't realise that not everyone likes to cuddle, I-I'm just very cuddly."

"Oh Bren..."Dallon sighs."It's okay, you just- I just was a little shocked about something. It was an accident. I don't mind cuddling, I like to cuddle too."He smiles softly.

"Can you cuddle with me, sir?"Brendon peeks a look at the human through thick eyelashes. The man rolls his eyes at the Hybrids attempts to get close with him again, shaking his head a little.

"I'll think about it."

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