"I swear to god, I will throw my fucking shoe at you if you don't shut up!"
The hybrid blinks, his eyes locked on the tall human as he glares at him through the glass of his backdoor. Very gently, the hybrid brings up one of his hands from the damp ground, almost smirking as he knocks his knuckles against the clear glass before opening his mouth, showing the human those pointed feline teeth;
Brendon ends up following Dallon home one day and he never seems to leave.
He also never seems to shut the fuck up.
Or not to cause trouble.
And he defiantly doesn't make Dallon life normal.
Dallon just has to learn to deal with it.