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Ghosts and Butterflies

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Danny thought being half-ghost would give him a higher tolerance for alcohol. To his horror, it does the exact opposite, and he wakes up the day after his first college party with hazy memories, a ring on his finger, and one Dash Baxter passed out on his dorm room floor. @kinglazrus

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Danny groaned as he woke up. His head was killing him and his stomach was rolling. What happened last night? He couldn’t remember.

He sat up and rubbed a hand over his face. He stopped as he felt something graze over his skin. Pulling his hand back he opened his eyes. There on his hand was a blue… wedding band?

“What the fuck?” Danny stared at his hand, bewildered.

All he knew was that he went to his first college party last night. He’d had a couple drinks but he can’t remember anything past that. He thought his ghost half would make his tolerance to alcohol higher, but it seemed to have the opposite effect, if his memory and the blasting headache was anything to go by.

He heard a groan coming from his floor and he flew up. Trying to stand, his legs got tangled in his blankets. He tripped over himself and fell to the ground, right on top of the person on his dorm room floor. They let out another groan.

“What the fuck?”

Danny’s eyes opened wide. He took in the muscular chest he was laying on top of. He pushed himself up, hands on their muscular shoulders. When he pushed himself far enough away from them, he saw Dash Baxter laying on the floor of his dorm room underneath him.

“Dash? What are you doing in my dorm room?”

Dash opened his eyes and met Danny’s gaze. They furrowed as they scanned Danny’s face before they widened again. A blush rose to his cheeks and his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed.

“Do you remember anything?”

“Ahh.. No. My tolerance to alcohol is much less than I thought it’d be. I think I blacked out pretty early on. I don’t even remember seeing you at all last night.”

“Oh..”

“Yeah..” Danny sat back, trying to ignore the fact that he was sitting in Dash’s lap now. “But I do have a question about this.” He held up his left hand.

Dash stared at his hand and his blush grew deeper. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. I assume you know what happened?”

“Oh, I uh, maybe know. A little of what happened.”

“Mind sharing then?” Danny really would like to know. How in the world could something like this happen in one night?

Dash nodded. “Yeah.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dash walked into the frat house. The party was already raging and he was kind of disappointed that he missed the first half, but that’s always the boring half anyways. The later it got, the better the party was.

He walked inside and imagine his surprise when he saw Danny Fenton dancing with a guy in this frat house’s living room.

He didn’t really take Fenton for a party animal, but he sure was going. He was dancing like he didn’t have a single care in the world.

Danny opened his eyes and saw Dash staring at him.

“Baxter!” He cheered. Dash rolled his eyes.

“You’re drunk.”

“And you’re late.”

Dash shrugged. “I’m fashionably late. That’s socially acceptable.”

“Come on, babe. Let’s keep dancing.”

Dash frowned as Danny turned back to his dancing partner. They got back into it and Dash made his way to the drinks table. He picked up a beer and took a drink out of it. He made his way back to the dance floor and found some people to dance with.

He was dancing with a girl from one of his classes for a bit. He stepped back to go get himself another drink.

Dash was knocked to the side when someone bumped into him.

“Sor’y.”

Fenton slurred as he walked past him. Dash looked at him as he walked away and a bad feeling made a pit in his stomach. He sighed and followed behind the two of them.

Fenton sat on the couch with the guy he had been dancing with earlier. His drink sloshed as he talked with his hands. He looked at someone who called his name and while Danny wasn’t looking, the guy he was sitting with tipped something into his drink. Dash frowned and stood up, making his way over to them.

“Hey, buddy.” Dash towered over the guy.

“What do you want?” The guy asked him. Danny looked over at him and then up at Dash.

“I want to dance with Danny. Want to finish his drink for him?”

The guy sat up straighter and stared at him. “Danny can finish his own drink if he wants. I don’t need it.”

“I don’t know.” Dash leaned down and plucked the cup out of Danny’s hand. “You sure seemed interested in customizing it for him. I figured maybe you’d want to try it yourself.”

Danny had an awed look on his face as he stared at Dash. He looked at the guy he was with. “Blake?”

Blake stood up and shoved Dash back as he started walking away from them. “How pathetic do you have to be anyways to try and drug someone who’s already wasted out of his ass?”

Dash threw the drink down on the floor and sat down next to Danny. He ignored the looks people were giving him and instead looked at Danny. He was still looking at Dash like he had picked up Danny’s whole world.

“You did that for me?”

Dash draped his arms across the back of the couch. “I couldn’t just let that guy drug you. Who knows what would have happened to you after.”

Danny placed a hand on his cheek and then kissed the other one. Dash looked at him.

“Thank yo’ for savin’ me.” Danny drawled out. Dash smiled. He stood up and held his hand out to Danny.

“Want to dance?”

A big smile spread on Danny’s face and he grabbed Dash’s hand. Before heading to the open space in the living room, Dash got each of them a new drink. He chugged his first one and got another before he dragged Danny to the dance floor.

They danced and drank and danced and drank some more. At some point they had made their way out of the center of the living room and were sitting on the floor in the corner away from everyone. The music was still blaring but for now, it was just them.

“Haha, they really dared you and Kwan to do that?” Danny asked, gesturing with his drink.

Dash rubbed the back of his neck. “Ha, yeah. We were in middle school. They thought it would be funny. It was kinda weird, Kwan’s not really my type.”

“Ya’h. That’s how I felt with Sam.” Danny slurred. “Like she’s cute and everything but I only really saw her as a friend. We on’y dated because everyone was telling us that’s what we were supposed to do.”

“Well if her spooky goth schtick wasn’t your type, then what is? I would’ve thought that’d be your thing.”

“Oh, my type?” Danny asked. “I, uh, I kinda-”

Dash stared at Danny as he stammered. Danny looked up to him and studied his face for a few moments. He looked like he came to some sort of conclusion.

Danny crawled the three feet to Dash and sat in his lap. Dash swallowed and looked up at Danny. He reached a hand up and rested it against Danny’s cheek. He leaned into it and closed his eyes. When Danny opened them again, he looked at Dash’s lips and leaned down.

Their lips met in a frenzy of heat and desperation. Dash brought up his other hand and tried to pull Danny even closer while Danny ran his fingers through his hair. It sent shivers down his spine and he tilted his head. Danny made a noise and butterflies erupted in Dash’s stomach. Soon Danny was pulling away for air. They were both out of breath.

What was he doing?

Danny wasn’t going to remember any of this tomorrow morning. Not with how wasted he was. Did Danny actually want him like this?

Danny leaned back down to kiss Dash again but he pushed him back.

“I- I’m sorry.” Dash said softly. “Not like this. Not when you’re wasted out of your mind.”

Danny frowned. “But if I want to-”

“You can find me when you’re sober if you really want to. Come on, let’s get you back to your dorm. You need to sleep this off.”

“I don’ wan’ ta go.” Danny grumbled as Dash pulled him by his hand to stand.

“Too bad. I’m gonna make sure you get home safely.”

Danny groaned and Dash pulled him by his hand out of the house. Dash’s brain was still swimming with alcohol himself. He wasn’t sure he was going to make it back to his own dorm tonight.

“I don’ wan’ to walk.” Danny said as he followed behind Dash. Suddenly he stopped. His head shot up and when Dash turned to look at him, he could see the metaphorical lightbulb as Danny had an idea. “Wait, no, I dun’ have to walk.”

“Danny, I am not carrying-”

Dash was interrupted by a flash of white light that momentarily blinded him. He threw his arm up in front of his face but peeked past it.

A ring of light had appeared around Danny’s waist. What was that? Danny surely couldn’t be performing magic tricks while he was this drunk.

The ring separated into two and traveled over his body. Dash’s face flushed as the rings revealed a very familiar jumpsuit in between them. They passed his head and feet and he lifted off the ground and moved to float on his back.

Danny Phantom? Danny had been Phantom this whole time?

“This’s much easier.”

“What-” Dash watched as Danny floated along the sidewalk towards the dorms. How was this even possible?

Danny whined. “Will you at least stay at my dorm with me? No more kissi’g. I promise.” Danny held a hand to his chest and held the other one up, brandishing the… Girl Scout’s hand sign?

Dash could feel his resolution slipping. Danny was Phantom. His gay awakening. Could he really say no? Did he want to?

“... or…” Danny drawled. “We could do even more kissing.”

Danny floated up to Dash and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. His brain was short circuiting and the alcohol was not helping. This was something out of his wildest fantasies. Phantom. Phantom asking to kiss him. Making out with Phantom.

His resolve broke and Dash pulled Danny’s lips down to his own. This kiss was sloppy and hot but also sort of awkward because any time he tried to press closer to Danny he’d just push him backwards in the air.

“So… mor’ kissi’g?” Danny drawled out when Dash pulled away for air.

“I- I don’t want to take advantage of your when you’re this drunk.” Dash said as he caught his breath.

Danny smiled at him and flipped upside down on his back. “Y’ure drunk too.”

“Not as much as you are.”

Danny whined. “I’ve been waiting like one third of- of my life to kiss you, and now y’u want to be a chivalrous man-”

“Wait, what-” Dash did a double take at him.

“-and wait till I’m sober but all I want to do is smooch.”

“One third of your life?” Dash whispered.

Danny floated backwards towards Dash upside down and kissed him again. Dash kissed him back and pulled away a moment later.

“If we’re going to do this, I want to do this right.” Dash whispered. “Let’s wait until you’re sobered up.”

Danny whined as Dash started pulling him through the air behind him towards the dorms. “Will you at least stay the night with me?”

Dash chuckled. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to make to your dorm and then to my own. My head is swimming pretty bad right now.”

Danny cheered and flipped back over so he was floating on his stomach. Dash let go of his wrist as he reached forward and wrapped his arms around Dash’s shoulders, letting himself be pulled through the air as Dash walked. He rested his head on Dash’s right shoulder.

“I hope I remember this.” Danny whispered.

“Is there anything you want to do to remind you of it even if you can’t remember?” Dash asked him.

Danny hummed. After a moment of thinking he gasped. He cupped his hands together in front of Dash and a blue glow emanated from them. Dash watched in awe. Phantom didn’t normally use his ice powers during fights so it was always a treat to see them.

Danny pulled his hands apart and sitting in his palm were two blue rings. He picked one up and slipped it on his own finger. Then he made grabby motions to Dash. He lefted his hand up and Danny slid the other ring onto his own finger.

“Rings?” Dash asked as he looked at it.

“I can’t not notice that when I wake up in the morning.” Danny wrapped his arms around Dash’s shoulders again. “If you’re there in the morning I’ll prob’bly ask you about it.”

Dash smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll be there tomorrow.”

He could feel Danny smile against his neck. “Good.”

Danny placed a kiss against the back of Dash’s neck.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I transformed in front of you?” Danny whispered.

“Yep.” Dash nodded.

“And I kissed you?”

Dash shrugged. “I also kissed you.”

Danny leaned forward until his head was leaning on Dash’s chest. “I can’t believe I did all that. I thought being half ghost would make me more tolerant to alcohol, not the other way around.”

“There is one thing we have to talk about.” Dash said.

“There is?”

“Yep.” Dash looked at him straight in the eyes. “Your taste in men. Blake? Really?”

Danny snorted. “Like you’re much better.”

“I at least wasn’t trying to drug you while you were already wasted out of your mind.” Dash rolled his eyes. “That’s gotta be a big step up. A pretty big one considering you’ve apparently wanted to kiss me for like a third of your life?”

Danny groaned again and started pulling away but Dash grabbed his wrist. He pulled him back.

“I didn’t say that was bad. I am here, aren’t I?”

Danny looked away from him. “Are you only here because you found out I’m Phantom?”

“What?” Dash looked confused.

“You hated me back in high school. I never thought you’d feel like that for me. So is it just because I’m Phantom? Because everyone always knew you adored him.”

Dash’s eyes widened and he shook his head. “No, I- You kissed me before that. I kissed you the first time not knowing you were Phantom. I didn’t want to take advantage of you but you being Phantom just made it harder to keep my resolve.”

“How many times did we kiss last night?” Danny whispered.

“Uh..” Dash started thinking. “You kissed me on the cheek when I got Blake to leave. We kissed once on the living room floor of the frat house. A couple times on the walk here. And-”

Danny covered his face. “And I don’t get to remember any of them?”

Dash barked out a laugh. “That’s what you’re worried about? Not whether or not I was taking advantage of you?”

“You literally saved my life, I don’t have to worry about that.”

“So you don’t mind that I kissed you?” Dash asked, leaning forward and propping himself up with his arms.

“No. Not particularly.” Danny said leaning forward. He placed his hands back on Dash’s shoulders. “I probably enjoyed it.”

Dash hummed, looking at his lips. “I think you did. You kept asking for more.”

“Are you going to give me what I want?”

Dash sat up the rest of the way and placed a kiss on Danny’s lips. They smiled into it and kissed again.

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