Dallon's POV
I love Brendon. I could say that with no question in mind, but his beard. Don't get me wrong. He looked super attractive with his beard, but if we kissed (which is a lot) I would get rashes on my face. It has come to the point where I went out in public and people saw the rashes and asked if I had something. I told them what happened at first, but then after a while I just didn't tell them.

I have asked him to shave his beard, but whenever I asked him he just said I'll look like a baby if I shave. I knew he wouldn't look like a baby, but after he always said that I just gave up.

This brings us to now. I sat on the couch just relaxing and watching the news when I saw Brendon come into view. "Hey Bren." I patted my leg motioning for him to sit on my lap. "Hey Dall." He said smiling. He walked over and sat on my lap straddling me. "What brings you down here?" I asked while rubbing his sides. He didn't respond and wrapped his hands on the sides of my neck and brought me into an unexpected kiss.

I quickly returned the kiss and placed my hands on his waist pulling him closer deepening the kiss. I felt his beard move along my jaw as we began making out on the couch. After a while I felt the rash appear. I broke the kiss. "You really need to shave." I said while scratching my jaw. "What?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"I'm getting a beard rash because of your beard." Brendon's grin grew wider. "We can stop kissing." He said innocently. "No way." Brendon laughed at my comment. "Alright then." I rolled my eyes and started kissing him again.
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I got out of bed throwing on my boxers. I saw Brendon in the bathroom brushing his teeth. I walked behind him and wrapped my arms around him. "Your not going to shave are you?" He laughed and shook his head. "Damn it. Oh well. Your still handsome." I said kissing his neck. I let go of him and walked over to the bed.

I crawled in and I just passed out.
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I woke up to the feeling of soft lips against mine. I quickly opened my eyes and saw Brendon had shaved and was kissing me. I soon relaxed and kissed back. Brendon broke the kiss laughing. I opened my eyes and saw Brendon smiling wide. "You shaved? When?" I ran my thumb against his face where his beard was.

"After you knocked out." He said grabbing my hand and holding my hand. "See you don't look like a baby." He laughed. "I know." I leaned in smiling and gave him a short kiss. "If you know then why did you use that as an excuse?" I asked as I broke the kiss.

"I just wanted to see if you would actually stop kissing me if I didn't shave." I looked at him confused. He crawled onto my lap smiling. "I wouldn't stop kissing you no matter what."