Both Dallon and Brendon fall asleep again and they wake up almost 3 hours later.

Dallon is the first one to get out of bed, after kissing Brendon's cheek and he walks into the bathroom, to drink some water.

"I'm gonna take a swim," he says when he gets back in the bedroom and Brendon gives him a weird look.

"Where? The lake is way too cold." "I have a heated swimming pool though." "Why didn't I know that?" "Because you didn't walk through the entire house." "Oh... I thought I did." "You only missed the pool and the fitness room." "Oh my god, of course, you have a complete fitness room."

Dallon smiles and chuckles a little.

"You know me." "I've never seen you work out." "I haven't really worked out, lately. I want to start again, though." "Let's work out together, I could use some motivation, to be honest." "Of course, honey. You don't need it though." "Neither do you, Dall. But I just like working out, it makes me feel good about myself."

Dallon nods and Brendon sits up a little.

"And I don't have a job anymore, now, so I'm probably gonna be hanging around the house more, which means that I'll move less." "Do you wanna go back to work?"

Brendon shrugs and just gets out of bed.

"I don't know yet. Maybe, someday. But I'll just enjoy having a super rich boyfriend, for now," Brendon jokes and Dallon laughs.

"Alright, that's totally fine by me. I love spoiling you."

Dallon grabs Brendon's hand and pulls him into his lap, wrapping his arms around Brendon's waist.

"I love spoiling you and showing you off to everyone because you are so beautiful and perfect." "You gotta stop, I'm blushing so much." "That makes you even cuter." "No, it doesn't." "Yes, it does."

Brendon turns around and pushes Dallon onto the bed, straddling his hips.

"It doesn't make me look cute!" Brendon says, poking his finger onto Dallon's chest with every word.

"You are."

Dallon laughs, as Brendon crosses his arms over his chest and huffs.

"I know that I'm cute, but I'm not cute when I blush, it makes me look stupid."

Dallon tries to get away from underneath Brendon, but Brendon just hooks his feet under Dallon's thighs.

"There's no getting away from me," Brendon says and Dallon smiles before he pulls Brendon onto his chest and just presses kisses all over his face.

"You sure?" "Yeah, I am." "Are you totally sure?" "Yes."

Just one kiss to Brendon's neck, has Brendon losing all his determination and Dallon is able to roll them around and get up.

"Okay, so I was talking about going for a swim, so I think I'm gonna do that now." "Alright... I'm gonna make breakfast because I'm hungry." "Alright, honey." "Do you want me to make you breakfast already as well, or do you want me to wait until you're done swimming?" "I'll make my own breakfast after I'm done swimming, okay?" "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I can make breakfast, babe."

Brendon chuckles and kisses Dallon one last time before he walks to the away.

Brendon just walks into the kitchen and makes himself some toast.

He sits down at the kitchen table and puts his phone on, humming softly as he just scrolls through his social media.

After a while, Dallon comes walking into the kitchen, with a towel wrapped around his waist and his phone in his hand.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower if Weston calls, could you pick up and tell him I'll call him back?" "Yeah, of course." "Thanks, babe."

Dallon walks away again and Brendon finishes his breakfast, grabbing both his and Dallon's phone before he walks into the living room.

He can hear the shower turning on and he just puts on the TV, to watch the news.

Suddenly, Dallon's phone starts ringing, but it's not Weston, it's Stella.

Brendon decides to pick up because he'd talked to her before.

"Dallon Weekes' phone, Brendon speaking." "Hi, Brendon. Is Dallon anywhere near you?" "He's currently unavailable, can I leave him a message?" "Yeah, could you tell him to call me back as soon as possible? It's urgent." "Alright, of course. I'm sure he'll be back in about 10 minutes." "Okay, thank you, Brendon." "Sure."

They say goodbye and Brendon ends the call, slightly weirded out because Stella always seemed so composed but she sounded really stressed, on the phone.

As soon as Dallon gets out of the shower, Brendon walks up to him, with his phone in his hand.

"Hi babe. Uhh, Stella called and it was urgent. She said that you have to call her back." "Alright... Thanks baby."

Dallon grabs his phone and walks out of the room, leaving Brendon alone again.

When he comes back, he has a serious look on his face.

"Babe... I need to go to the office today."