[UC] one last tour.

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He kissed him back, raising a hand to his cheek. "There is nothing squeaky or clean about a bunny." He said with a laugh, then walked over to the fridge. He grabbed a coke before walking back into the bunk room. He knew it would probably make him sick -drinking anything after bouncing around like that made him sick- but he was thirsty. He sat down on the bunk and popped the top.

"Britt. What's it like kissing with those in?" He asked, looking over at Britt at his table.

"I wouldn't know." He said seriously.

"Go find out, Dylan." He said with a smirk, daring him to.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan chuckled, watching him grab the drink. "Jus cute?" He smiled over at Britt as the question was asked, then blinked.

A smirk passed his lips. Mat had given permission, and Dylan was all about dares. It wasn't like he would love Mathieu any less. "Nah," He huffed, but sauntered towards him anyway. Tapoing his shoulder he brought a hand to his neck, kissed him tenderly on the lips.

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Mat smirked as Britt turned a bright red, but brought his hand to Dylan's neck. He seemed hesitant about it, as if Dylan would try to do more than just kiss him. Britt finally pulled away, and Mat walked over to Dylan, wrapping his arms around him.

"Ooo, Britt got kissed." He smirked, and watched Britt look down, continuing on with what he was doing. "Me next?" He asked with a smirk, wrapping his arms around Dylan's neck. He pressed their bodies close, his hand wandering into his hair.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan kept the kiss gentke, aware of Britton's blush before he pulled away. He smiled crookedly, grinning as Mat pulled him close. "Of course," He murmured, kissing him soft and slow. He hugged him tight again.

"Love you."

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Mat smiled, meeting the kiss. He hugged him close, loving the feeling of having Dylan so close to him. It made him happy, like he would never have to love another person. That Dylan would be more than enough.

"Mm.. Love you too." He smiled, messing with Dylan's hair. He kissed him softly again before walking back to the bunk, picking up his coke. He took a long drink of it, then sat it on the floor again. He pulled off the towel, letting it drop to the floor as he crawled under the blankets. He grabbed his coke, finishing it off in a single gulp. He sat the empty can down, folding his arms under his head.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan smiled, watching him return to the bunk. He gazed diwn at his phone, smiled at the background of Mat sleeping just the night before. He had a habit of taking pictures of him unnoticed, finding them better than posed pictures sometimes.

He slid down beside Mat's bed, leaning his head back thoughtfully.

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"I see you, pickle head." He said with a smile. turning over on his stomach. He kissed him gently, laying his head on the bed beside Dylan's. He played with his hair, twirling it around his finger before letting it go. He closed his eyes, realizing Dylan still smelled like Dylan even if he had been in a crowd with hundreds of people.

"Mm.. Whatcha thinkin' about?" He asked, playing with the back of his hair. He hummed a tune, waiting for Dylan's answer. He planted a kiss on his jaw, looking over at him, his stomach starting to turn.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan laughed softly, meeting the kiss gently. "How amazing you are." He smiled. "You're nineteen and of all people you're dating me." He turned, kissing him again.

He sighed. "Mm...I'm tired, you wear me out," A playful smile his way. "But that's okay, 'long as it's my Maty."

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"I wouldn't want to be with a single other person ever. And I see hundreds of people every day." He met the kiss, stroking his cheek gently. He moved over in the bed, smiling over at him. "I wear you out because I love you." He laid his head on his chest when he crawled into bed, and started rubbing his chest gently, making little circles with his fingers.

"I need you, you know that? I need you like I need to breathe. You make me feel like I have a reason, you make me.. Maty. And I don't know what I would do without that. That's why I chose you. Because no one else means near as much to me a you do. And no one can make me near as happy as you can." He looked up at him, resting his hand on his stomach.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan smiled, climbing into the bed. He could hear voices outside but none of it mattered. "Hmhm," He murmured with a crooked grin. "Yeah? And I love you 'cos you're crazy and fun...cos you get along with even Devon, and that's hard to do for plenty of people. I love you for you." He smiled again, aware of the touches.

"And cos you're cute." A breathy laugh, leaning over to kiss him softly again.