[UC] one last tour.

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"Princess for short." He agreed. He watched Dylan walk off and rolled on his side, laying the little puppy down. He petted her gently, watching her move unsteadily across the bed. "Dylan's gonna spoil you, yeah." He said with a smile, kissing the top of her head. Britt climbed in his bed, laying down next to him, his hair wet and sticking to his head.

"Oh God, it's adorable." He said, and Mat laughed.

"It's not mine. Dylan found it. But she's cute, huh? She's so tiny." Mat and Britt laid there, watching her move around the bed.

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Dylan ruffled his hair to try and dry it off at least somewhat as he got out of the shower, wrapped his towel tight around his waist, and smirked, hovering as he gazed down at them.

"Who's been stolen now?" He teased, smiling faintly. "Ain't she cute? She was in a mud luddle behind the stage by herself."

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"I don't want Mat. He's ugly." Britt said, looking over at Mat.

"Shut the fuck up, Britt. I'm cute as hell. You're just mad cause you can't have me." He retorted and Britt wrinkled his nose.

"I wouldn't want you anyways. You're like, Mat." He said, climbing out of the bed. Mat picked up the puppy, kissing her head.

"I know. He's such an ugly meany head." Mat said, hugging her gently. "I know. I know. Your daddy's right there. You don't want no part of me no more. Take her, Dylan. She don't love me no more. Just like a woman."

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Dylan laughed, crawling into the bed beside him, letting go of the towel and hugging the small puppy close. He leaned over, kissing Mat gently, and shivered, sliding beneath the blankets with a huff.

"It's colllddd," He complained, tugging on Mat arm. "C'mon, Maty, lay under here with me."

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"Okay okay." He pretended to grumble, scooting as close to him as he could. "This is mine." He said to the puppy, running his fingers down the right half of Dylan's body. "You can have that side. Princess or not. I had him first." He kissed him deeply, snuggling close to his half of Dylan.

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Dylan laughed, grunting at the deep kiss. He slid his tongue over Mat's teeth and smirked faintly. "I'm get your name all over my body. Then I'll always have you, and I'll always be yours," He teased. "Like, everywhere."

Smirking, he kissed him again, the puppy curling up above the blankets. He scooted closer to Matt.

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Mat smiled, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I think two nights is the longest I've gone without having sex with you." He said, pulling him in for a deep kiss. He smiled into the kiss, running his tongue across Dylan's.

"No, cause then I'll have to match that. And my left arm is already completely covered. Your name's still there, though." He said, holding out his arm. He ran his fingers over the raised skin in the shape of Dylan's name. "I always got this, your picture, and your house key on me. In my pocket. Unless I'm naked, like this. But if I have on pants, I always have that on me." He looked up at him, kissing his jaw gently.

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Dylan frowned faintly, touching the scar. "Mm sorry about that night." He smiled a moment later. "And the ring." Pulling him in for a deeper kiss still, he only pulled away once he was out of breath.

"I'mma do it, everywhere. Not just your name, but ever tattoo will have it if you really look. That way you'll see when you're so close to me. Like this."

He squeezed him tight, kissed him on the cheek.

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"You never had much faith in me." He teased. "I'm never going to take it off." He smiled, meeting the kiss. When Dylan finally pulled away, his lungs felt like they were on fire.

"You can kinda see mine. You can feel the letters, if you really try." He squeaked when he was squeezed, and smiled over at him. "I was going to get the tattoo artist to do the pumpkin on my back with like, your name making up the lines. But it took long enough to just makes lines." He smiled, kissing his neck. "Someone told me once having your name in my arm was stupid. Because we don't know what tomorrow will bring. But I'm not worried about tomorrow. I'm worried about right now." He said, kissing him slowly, a whimper escaping his lips as he rubbed the tip of his tongue against Dylan's.

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"You never gotta worry about tomorrow cos I'm always gonna be your tomorrow, and you'll be mine." He kissed him, tongue brushing Matt's, and pulled him closer. "Mh.." Hugging him close, he laced fingers through his hair, looking up as the drummer climbed into the bus.

But his attention was only drawn to Mat a short time later, kissing him deep and long. "Damn," He huffed, breathless. "You're so adorable when you whimper." He kissed him softly on the lips. "I can never get enough of you Maty Cakes... Ever."