After dinner, Dallon and Brendon talk to Brendon's parents for a while and then Brendon's parents decide to go to bed.

Dallon just brings their suitcases to their room, shows them the bathroom and then he walks into the living room again, where Brendon is sitting on the couch, with a glass of wine in his hand.

"Hey, babe," Brendon says, and he pulls Dallon onto the couch.

"So, do you like my parents?" He asks and Dallon nods.

"They're the nicest people I've ever met," he answers and Brendon smiles.

"I'm glad you like them because they absolutely love you. My dad really likes you even more because you started talking about his restaurant when you two were talking about your business." "That makes me very happy. I'm just interested in your parent's restaurant because it must be pretty hard to own a restaurant."

Brendon takes a sip of his wine and he puts his legs in Dallon's lap.

"They're always so busy with it, though. I'm surprised they had time to come visit," Brendon mumbles and he looks up at Dallon with a sad smile.

"I'm sorry, honey. They probably don't mean it in a bad way, though. Owning a restaurant must be very hard."

Brendon nods.

"Yeah, they do try to come and visit and everything, as often as they can, but it's really not that often." "We could come to visit them, some time if you'd want to?"

Brendon smiles and he kisses Dallon's cheek.

"You're so sweet," he says and Dallon blushes a little.

"Well, I want you to be happy."

Brendon lets out a soft 'aww' and he scoots a little closer to Dallon, wrapping an arm around his neck.

"You make me happy all the time," Brendon says before he takes another sip of his wine.

"That's good. You make me very happy too, all the time."

Dallon pulls Brendon into his lap and his boyfriend giggles a little.

"What are you doing, Dall?" He asks and Dallon shrugs, putting his arms around Brendon's waist.

"Just wanna cuddle," Dallon answers before he kisses Brendon's cheek.

When Brendon blushes and giggles, Dallon smiles.

"You're adorable," he says and Brendon blushes even more.

"Stop it," the shorter man mumbles, hiding his face in the crook of Dallon's neck.

"Hm... No, I don't want to."

Dallon grabs the wineglass from Brendon's hand and takes a sip of the wine.

"We should probably go to bed too, honey," Brendon says and Dallon nods, before finishing Brendon's glass of wine.

"Yeah, let's go to bed, love," he says and Brendon looks up at him.

"Did you just drink my wine?" "Yeah, I did. Can you forgive me?" "No. I can't," Brendon giggles and Dallon chuckles a little.

"That's rough," he answers and Brendon chuckles.

"Guess I'll just have to sleep on the couch tonight," he sighs and Brendon smiles at him.

"Hm... I suppose I might be able to forgive you..." He says before he kisses Dallon softly, cupping Dallon's face with both of his hands.

When he pulls back, he smiles again.

"Come on, let's get to bed, Dall," he says and Dallon nods.

They both get up and walk to their room, where Dallon just sits down on the edge of the bed and Brendon immediately starts to get changed into nothing more than just one of Dallon's shirts.

"Come on, get changed, Dall, I wanna cuddle in bed." "What's gotten you so cuddly, babe?"

Brendon shrugs and he walks over to Dallon, straddling his hips and unbuttoning the buttons of Dallon's button-up.

"I just wanna cuddle. I haven't been able to do that all day long." "Alright, honey."

Brendon pushes Dallon down onto the bed and rests his head on Dallon's chest.

Dallon just chuckles and wraps his hands around Brendon's waist.

"Babe, we can cuddle after I get my pants off..." Dallon mumbles and he rolls them over, so Brendon is lying on the bed before he gets up and gets rid of his pants.

He puts on a shirt and lies down under the covers, where Brendon had already lied down.

Brendon immediately pulls Dallon closer.

"I don't even know why I'm so clingy," he says and Dallon just kisses his forehead.

"Me neither, but I'm not complaining," he says and he wraps an arm around Brendon's shoulders.

"This is gonna sound dumb, but do you ever think that we moved in together too quickly?" Brendon suddenly asks and Dallon gives him a surprised look.

"What? What makes you think that?" "It's just that my mom said that, while we were cooking..."

Dallon shrugs.

"I don't think we did. Does it feel like we did, for you?"

Brendon shakes his head slowly.

"I don't think so. I mean, I've never really thought about it because it just felt right to move in with you. But then my mom said that and I just felt kinda weird..."

Dallon just kisses Brendon's cheek and smiles a little.

"If you don't think we moved in together too soon, then I don't think there's anything wrong with it, love," he says and Brendon nods.

"Thanks, Dall. I love you a lot," he mumbles.

"I love you too, Bee. And I'm glad you did move in here because I love living with you."