I got Netflix back and now I can finally watch season 4 of OITNB and everything else I have missed. So probably will be really shitty updates for a while xD

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Brendon stands awkwardly looking into the shower, clutching a freshly Out of the dryer towel to his chest. He still remains with his dirty vest top and boxers remaining on, the overly large t-shirt he had slept in that night laying on top of the bathroom counter beside a toothbrush that Dallon had gave him the morning after he let him into the house.

The Hybrids tail sways behind him in curiosity as he stares into the shower, unsure of where to start first. He was shoved - not unkindly, Dallon was just in a rush - a towel and was quickly directed to where the shampoo, conditioner and soap were in the bathroom before he left Brendon to his own devices to shower and clean himself up.

To say Brendon took a slight offence to those words was an understatement. Of course he knew that Dallon didn't mean it like that or did he? That was the problem, Brendon was entirely sure whether to take what Dallon says to heart or not, whether he was genuinely just saying to wash up or was he being insulting. Either way, the Hybrid had not so subtly sniffed as his own arm pits just to check.

It's not like he's dirty, his owner made sure that he was clean all of the time because he's rather fuck a cleaned Hybrid over an unwashed one - which Brendon didn't really see the point in because he was to get dirty after that.

That comment had just earned him another belting.

"You can do it, Brendon. It's just a shower."He mutters to himself, placing the towel on the closed over toilet seat.

He shouldn't be scared, it is just a shower but it's the constant bad memories of water that keep creeping back to the Hybrid, the ones where he's being held under the water until he's screaming and kicking just because he accidentally gave a bad blow job, or the others where he was kicked to the shower floor and had a harsh cold spray forced at his face and sensitive ears until he cried.

"Stop being a pussy, Brendon."He mutters once more, angry with himself. He can't bring himself to close the door of the shower, instead leaving it open as he fiddles with the dials until the shower turns on. The Hybrid jumps whenever hot water immediately comes out of the spray, his kitten ears flattening into his hair and tail wrapping around his left leg.

Sucking in a shudders breath, Brendon forces himself to duck his head under the steaming hot spray, feline sharp teeth biting into his bottom lip.

He can do this. It's just Water.

=(^.^)=

"Okay I know I said you should get a pet and all but I didn't mean pickup strays."

"Oh fuck off, you told me to get a cat-"

"Exactly, I said a cat! Not a bloody Hybrid! You can barely look after yourself, never mind another human being!"

"Thanks,"Dallon says dryly, pulling out a box of cereal from the cupboard and having a look at the back of it in curiosity. He peels the cardboard lip back and grimaces."Can cereal go bad because I think mine has grown life."

"This is exactly what I'm saying."

"Okay hold the fuck up, you're the idiot that is going on a date with a potential 60 year old pedophile that you met through World Of WarCraft."He's opening the bin with his foot, throwing the cereal into it and closing with a clang.

"Jon is not a pedophile!"

"So he is 60."Dallon smirks, picturing how flustered Ryan would be right now, with puffed out cheeks and a reddened face. He knows that he shouldn't but he can't help but to tease Ryan, he was just so easy to wind up.

"I hate you."

"Join the club."Dallon sighs, popping a PopTart into the toaster and hoping for the best that it doesn't kill either him or Brendon because as much as he doesn't want the responsibility of looking after a Hybrid, killing one is worse."Are Hybrids aloud PopTarts?"

"If you're going to keep the poor thing you might as well do your research before you do end up poisoning him."Ryan says down the line, his eyes casting over music sheets he has rested on his lap and Hobo by his side on the sofa.

"I'm not keeping him, it's just temporary until he gets another owner."Dallon explains briefly, phone trapped between his shoulder and ear as he makes himself his third cup of coffee that morning because he honestly needs it. He's been awake since Brendon had fallen off the bed, kept awake with Brendon poking at him to show him how the TV remote worked in the bedroom.

Dallon crosses his legs, the feeling of Brendons crouch rubbing over his own still ghostly in feeling. It had caught him by surprise, and as much as he knows that Brendon meant nothing of it it didn't stop the fact that it had gotten Dallon aroused.

"You say that now but just wait. The same thing happened with Tyler and Josh. Josh was only to stay until he got another owner and then Tyler got attached and never gave him up."

"Well that isn't going to happen, I can tell you that."Dallon stubbornly grumbles, bringing his mug up to his nose and closing his eyes at the bitter smell that travels to his nose."Brendon is just staying here until he can find a home, I can't let him stay out in the rain and cold."

"Did I just where the sign of Dallon Weekes having a heart?"

"You're such a dick, Ryan Ross."He rolls his eyes in fondness, taking a long sip of his coffee."And anyway, when Brendon is gone I can then focus on Breezy-"

He's cut off by a loud scream of fear from the upstairs bathroom, one that causes the tall man to jump in alert and look up at the ceiling. It's followed by a crash and another painful sound that makes Dallon drop his mug and mobile onto the counter and rush for the stairs, Ryan left the shout for answers on the other side of the phone call.

"Brendon? What's going on in there?"Dallon asks in a loud, worried voice, knocking on the bathroom door frantically. He can hear the spray of water followed by a whimper."Brendon, talk to be buddy, Are you okay?"

"Help please."The Hybrid whimpers from the other side of the door, trying his best to get away from the spray of water that had suddenly turned cold as Brendon had been trying to clean. It had shocked him badly, memories flooding into his head quickly as he slipped and fell to the ground of the shower onto his side.

"Can I come in?"Dallon asks in reassurance.

"Uh-Huh."Brendon answers shakily, nodding his head even though he knows that Dallon cannot see him.

The human is opening the bathroom door with caution, keeping the door open as he walks further in. He's not expected to see Brendon curled up at one side of the shower, shaking like a leaf in soaked boxers and a vest top, ears flattened and tail damp by his legs. He looks so scared.

First thing that Dallon does is turn off the water, something that he can see relaxes Brendon just a little whenever the Hybrid stops shaking so badly.

"Hey."Dallon tries to break the ice with a gentle smile, crouching down where the shower door is and peering in at Brendon.

"Hi."Brendon whispers, not meeting Dallons eyes as he stares down at his hands. Dallon isn't sure what else to say, he doesn't want to look too much into Brendons life.

"Can you tell me why you're on the floor?"Dallon asks gently, trying his hardest not to ask why Brendon is in the shower with his clothes remaining on. He could ask such a question on a later date, now is not the time.

"I fell."

"Uh-Huh."

"I did!"Brendon protests.

"I never said I didn't believe you."Dallon smiles a little."That doesn't explain why you screamed and nearly caused me to have a heart attack, Brendon."

"I'm sorry, Sir."Brendon apologises quickly, his eyes casting over the human just outside of the shower. He does want to tell Dallon that he's afraid of water, he wants he human to like him and he already knows enough of his flaws of being a cry baby and afraid of thunderstorms. Brendon doesn't want Dallon to know any mor bad things about him.

"It's okay,"Dallon sighs, standing up straight and holding out a hand for Brendon to take."Lets get you dry clothes and we'll try for a shower tonight instead, yeah?"He decides, smiling whenever Brendon immediately takes hold of his hand to be helped up onto his feet.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Please stop calling me Sir."He stresses.

"But you won't let me call you Daddy, Sir."

"Then call me Dallon."

"Daddy Dallon?"

"Just Dallon."

I'm back from my GSW dinner and I'm tired af and full af but here's your update!!

I'm also off for Christmas break so look out for loads of updates!

Please tell me your opinions!

Opinions on the little snippet Brendons past life?

Who likes Ryan in this?

What's your opinion on Breezy? Do you think she'll make an appearance?

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