[UC] one last tour.

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Mat smiled. "Well, of course. I'm the cutest." He said, kissing him back. His stomach kept turning, and he felt horrible. And once the crowd left and the bus started moving, he was sure he was going to get sick. If he managed not to get sick before then.

"I just wanna lay here and you never let go.." He mumbled, closing his eyes as he curled close, hoping his stomach would stop hurting. "Even forever couldn't be long enough with you."

[dylan flambyte parker]

"Forever could never be long enough," He agreed, smiling. "So we gotta spend out mortal forevers together, yeah?" He smiled, hugging him close, gently massaging his shoulders.

"Just rest baby, relax." Another smile as he leaned over, kissing the side of his head.

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"That sounds like a plan." He said with a smile, hugging him close. He whimpered at the feeling of his fingers against his shoulder. "It's okay. Just feel sick." He mumbled, closing his eyes. He rubbed his chest gently, kissing his jaw gently.

"Here." Britt tossed him a package of Ritz crackers and Mat smiled up at him as he walked away.

"Fucking right." He pulled one out, putting it in his mouth. "I fucking love crackers." He said with his mouth full.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan kissed his head again, laughing. "You are a cracker," He teased gently, hugging him close. He scooted down, kissing his stomach. "I'ma work my magic and make your tummy better," He teased, rubbing his shoulders again.

"You don't have to be sooo messy," He complained, dusting off crumbs. "Ew, Mat germs."

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"You weren't worried about my germs when we were fucking on the floor last night." He said, smirking as he put another cracker in his mouth. He chewed it awhile, glad his stomach was feeling better. He grabbed his stuffed dog, putting it on Dylan's head.

"I like crackers so much I named him Crackers. Even if he's a black doggy. But I think he's cool with it. He's chill like that." He smirked, putting the crackers in his compartment above his bunk. "Are you gonna keep kissing my tummy or are you going to come kiss me? I need your minty freshness."

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan laughed, made a face and stuck his tongue out as the dog was put on his head. "You named him Crackers?!" He gasoed dramatically, smirking and scooting back up to kiss him.

"Minty freshness my ass," He huffed, kissing him a beat deeper as he draped an arm over him lazily.

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"I don't know, I've never been near your ass." He smirked, kissing him back. He moved closer, wrapping his legs around him protectively, not wanting him to go.

"You know, I've never been scared of anything, really.. But I'm mortified at the idea of losing you. Either to someone else or you dying. The idea just makes me sick to my stomach." He felt his stomach turn over and almost gagged. "I don't know. Maybe it's stupid. But I've always dreaded the thought." He wrapped his arms around him, moving as close as he could.

[dylan flambyte parker]

"It's not stupid," He murmured, still smiling from Mat's previous comment. "I've thought about it too, scary as fuck to think about. I can't imagine living without you."

He kissed him slow and gentle, then buried his face against his neck, tucking his head under Mat's chin. "I love you bigger than the sky," He huffed childishly, kissing his neck. "Ooh, look at all the 'this is mine' marks I made last night," He teased, kissing each mark in turn, revealed on Mat's skin now that he had showered.

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"I love you bigger than the sun. Not the itty bitty one we see, but the one thats 93 million miles away." He said with a smile, hugging him close. He whimpered at each of the kisses, tipping his head back.

"Mat's yours until time stops. And not Britt's time, because he sometimes forgets to replace the batteries in the clocks. But until all of time ends. Like, when the sun explodes and stuff." He smiled, running his hands through Dylan's hair, still keeping a tight grip on him as if he might lose him.

[dylan flambyte parker]

"I remember that," He murmured softly. "You'll see, ten years from now when I'm old and in my twenties." He laughed, nuzzling him affectionately.

"My amazing Maty Cake," He huffed, pulling the blankets up higher. "Woah, you got like, nothing on under here." He laughed softly, kissing him again. "Love you," He repeated, running a hand through his hair.