#danny's thrilled ofc

[nerdpoe]

Lucius Fox is in the drive thru for some coffee, and like. He's just. He's had a time, okay?

He's stuck on some equations in regard to the amount of torsion a joint would go through if it's half in his dimension and half in another, and it's driving him up a wall.

He's been up for like forty-eight hours, he's tired, he's thirsty, he just wants a coffee, and also how to solve this dilemma.

He doesn't expect the barista in the drive-thru he's ranting about the engineering issues to actually provide decent feedback, and give him a few alternatives.

So he rushes to the pick-up window, not even caring to order, to look at this godsend of a barista.

It's a scrawny kid with black hair and blue eyes, looking startled. Boy can't be more than eighteen.

He asks what college the kid is going to, or plans to go to.

To his absolute horror, the kid-Danny, according to the nametag-says he can't afford college. That he'd had a stint in highschool where he just hadn't been able to focus, and his parents had spent every penny they had on their own inventions.

So that was why he was a barista; because if he worked there for four years, they would offer tuition assistance.

Which.

No. No no no no no.

Lucius pulls around to march into the store, Bruce Motherfucking Wayne already blearily on his phone.

He is getting this kid, and any friend of his, into college.

If Bruce won't foot the bill, he will.

[jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka]

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x Danny Wagner ***valentines slash

Warnings: absolutely 18+ only!!!, slash ofc, oral, fingering, unprotected sex, bunk sex, lil bit of dirty talk, some brief talk of anxious feelings, fluffy ending!

Word count: 6k

“Here we are, no show tonight on Valentines Day, in Hershey Pennsylvania of all places, and I’m stuck with you two!” Josh pointedly exclaimed as the three of them walked down the street towards the small modest bar.

Jake didn’t need a reminder of the situation. Josh was being extra dramatic as always, but Jake was trying to hide that he was actually genuinely upset.

Sam bumped his shoulder, trying to cheer him up as Josh continued on in front of them rambling on to himself as if they were even still listening.

“He’s alright you know” Sam muttered over to Jake, who shrugged his shoulder trying to brush it off like he didn’t know what Sam was insinuating.

At sound check earlier Danny was acting a little standoffish. Jake figured it was just pre show nerves from being at this venue for the first time. But when they finished up for the day and decided to go out, Danny asked to stay behind because he wasn’t feeling well.

Jake had offered to stay as well. He didn’t mind taking care of a sick boyfriend if it meant they got to spend the holiday together, but Danny insisted he go out with his brothers.

So he agreed to go, only because by that point he felt kind of silly for having put so much thought into the false sentiment of spending Valentine’s Day together in the first place. He’d never been thrilled to spend the holiday with anyone before- though he’d done his due diligence in his past relationships to at least get his significant other something cheesy.

This year things were a little different though. He was with Danny, whom he never would have imagined he’d be with last Valentines, but he was so over the moon falling head over heels for.

“Just try to enjoy the evening, maybe if we get Josh drunk enough we can get him to record another stupid TikTok” Sam joked, holding the door open like a good younger brother while the oldest already ran off to start ordering drinks.

“You guys are the ones who are into that shit, not me” Jake scoffed as he entered the bar, next in line to order his alcohol hard and hopefully get a buzz going.

An hour in and Sam was right. Josh was using a fork from a greasy basket of bar food he and Sam had devoured without saving a bite while Jake was waiting in line for the restroom to sing karaoke, and Sam was holding his phone up to record it.

“You guys are ridiculous. I’m going to get another drink” Jake spoke up after Josh thanked his crowd of two and tilted his head in a tiny bow.

As he stood against the edge of the bar he took the opportunity to check his phone again. He’d sent a few texts to check in on Danny from the bathroom hallway, but he hadn’t gotten a reply yet. Maybe he was taking the rare opportunity with the bus all to himself to sleep it off? Even if he was, Jake felt uncomfortably moody sitting at a bar and drinking when he knew Danny wasn’t feeling well. He wanted to help take care of him, nature him, and be the one person there in his time of need. It’s not like they were a married couple or anything, but Jake took ‘in sickness and in health’ pretty seriously.

“I think I’m going to call it” Jake proclaimed as he tossed back the rest of his most recent drink.

“Wait, why?” Sam perked up, suddenly anxious about letting Jake leave.

“Do I need to have a reason?” Jake suspiciously questioned back, leaning on one arm over the round tabletop to give Sam a warning look. There was no messing around with him right now, if Sam knew something he didn’t then he’d better be out with it.

“Whatever! No!” Sam scoffed, waving his hand to shoo him off.

“Tell Danny we send our best regards” Josh commented, sharing taunting smirks with Sam as Jake rolled his eyes and tossed a few bills on the table for them to close his tab.

Danny sat on the edge of the small couch, waiting anxiously for the squeaky door of the bus to open and signal Jake’s anticipated return. He’d been nervous all day even though he’d planned this night over a week ago when he took a good look at the schedule and realized they wouldn’t be busy on Valentine's Day.

Of course he felt a little silly planning something for Jake, who he knew didn’t normally care for the contrived theatrics of the holiday. Something in Danny told him though that it would still be nice to spend the evening together.

A text came in from Sam, the only other person in on Danny’s plan, to warn him when Jake had left the bar. It was right in time, the food had just arrived and Danny had successfully finished setting everything up before his inevitable arrival.

He put his hand over his chest and breathed deeply to try and calm his nerves. Something he’d learned to do from Josh early in the game when they started hitting it big and the stakes were higher than ever. Then he heard it, the door opening and the sound of boots coming up the few steps.

“What is this?” Jake questioned from where he stood at the entrance of the bus, eyes darting around to try and take everything in.

Danny stood from the couch and inched towards the table that he had spent the evening setting up. Underneath it was just a folding table he’d borrowed from the crew so he could haul it through the narrow door and up the stairs. Over top that though, Danny had added a nice white linen table cloth, a set of plates and tableware, and even a few flowers. The food had to be Italian take out since he didn’t have a real kitchen to cook in, but surely Jake wouldn’t mind.

“I know you think stuff like this is ridiculous, but I wanted to spend Valentine's Day with you so I set this diner up for us” Danny revealed with a slightly nervous half smile. He hoped Jake didn’t think he looked stupid for doing this, and it didn’t help that he couldn’t read the initial reaction on his face.

Jake’s heart began to pound inside his chest, not only because of the sweetness of the gesture, but because of the realization that they had both wished to spend this day together. He started to understand the sentiment- it was never about what gifts or what fancy restaurant you made reservations at. Valentine's day was always about who you spent it with, and Jake was never more happy with the person he had.

Danny hoped he heard Jake’s next words right. “I fucking love you” fell happily from his lips as he hurried over and practically tackled Danny with his embrace.

Normally Danny would be more than able to take Jake’s weight coming at him like that, but he was so caught off guard by what Jake had said that when their bodies collided he stumbled back into the table behind him. One hand came behind to brace himself against the thin table while the other wrapped tightly around Jake’s waist, pulling him even closer as Jake kissed him feverishly.

A plate and a few tableware fell first with the bustle, but Danny wasn’t even phased by it because he was still reeling from hearing those words for the first time. Not even in an ‘love you man’ kind of way, but Jake had said he loved him with a look of awe and amazement, and it felt fucking good.

The poor table was never meant to support their weight. So when Jake pressed further against Danny letting him feel how excited he already was, before Danny could let his hand travel from Jake’s waist to grip the ass underneath his tight jeans, two of the wobbly legs of the table gave out and sent them and the rest of its contents sliding to the floor.

Jake jumped up off of Danny, slight panic and worry immediately setting in as he helped him up hoping no one was hurt in the commotion.

Danny looked behind himself to see the remnants of the table and the work he’d put in all in a mess and broke into laughter. What did he really expect when dating a Kiszka? They couldn’t help breaking things.

Jake started to hesitantly laugh a little too, still unsure if Danny was hysterical or genuinely thought the situation was funny. When Danny turned back around both hands reached over to cup Jake’s face and pull him back into a kiss, picking up right where they’d left off like nothing had happened.

Jake settled back into the kiss quickly, wrapping his arms around Danny’s neck and jumping up to also wrap his legs around his waist. Danny chuckled again against Jake’s lips this time as his hands fell to his bottom to hold Jake there and walked them the short distance to the area with the bunks.

Danny disconnected only to lay Jake down into one of the bunks, then he crawled inside on top of him, sliding a hand underneath his shirt up his chest and scattering kisses against the skin he exposed as he did so. The thing was, periodically they switched bunks so that no one was having to sleep on the top or the bottom for too long. In the heat of the moment Danny must have forgotten that Jake and Sam had switched recently, so instead of being in one of theirs, they were actually in Sam’s right now.

Jake wasn’t about to say anything that would stop him though, not when Danny was already popping the button to his jeans open and dragging his zipper down as he sucked a colorful bruise into the side of his chest. Jake’s head was swirling, the alcohol he’d had at the bar finally starting to catch up with him. He laid his head back and closed his eyes, letting his hand fall into place on top of Danny’s head as his hot breath traveled downward. A content sigh left his lips when the front of his boxers were pulled down and a hand helped pull him free, giving a few soft strokes as well.

“Tell me what you want Jake. I want to give you everything” Danny spoke between kisses against the delicate curves of his hip and crotch.

“I want everything” Jake groaned, bucking his hips up to try and get more friction, or even better his mouth where he really wanted it.

“Don’t be greedy” Danny chuckled, adding some grip to his strokes until Jake’s cock was nice and completely hard against his palm.

“Fine. I want your mouth”.

“And then?”

Jake peaked his eyes open to see Danny staring up at him with a teasingly soft smile. How was he supposed to know what he wanted next when all he could think about now was being inside that wet warmth?

“Then I want you to fuck me” Jake pleaded, hoping his responce would give him what he needed now, and he could deal with the consequences of his request later.

Danny rewarded him with a kiss to the tip, making Jake suck in a lungful of air with anticipation. “Of course love, anything you want”.

Without missing another beat Danny sunk down, taking Jake in as far as he could go like he was hungry for it. Which he probably was considering they’d somehow managed to skip dinner and make their way directly to dessert. He’d just have to milk Jake to his fill then.

“God Danny you do that so good” Jake squirmed underneath him, trying to keep his pelvis from driving forward and letting Danny work on his own.

There wasn’t much room in the bunk, though Jake and Danny had learned to manage with what they had over the last couple of months of navigating their relationship. Danny had determined that keeping his knees curled under his chest was the best position to do this in. Another thing he’d learned was that Jake liked it wet and sloppy. He pulled off, letting a trail of spit from his bottom lip to Jake’s tip keep them connected.

“Don’t hold yourself back today” Danny requested, letting a little more saliva trail from his mouth causing Jake to groan at the lewd display.

Jake pulled himself up onto one of his elbows and reached his other hand over to caress Danny’s cheek in appreciation. “I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t ever want to hurt you”.

“You won’t Jake, I trust you” Danny grabbed his hand and guided it back onto his head before closing his mouth down around him again.

He could have just as easily taken the lead and driven Jake absolutely crazy, but he wanted him to completely let go this time. Unravel himself until he was nothing but a pliable puddle of pleasure.

Jake’s fingers laced themselves into Danny’s curls, giving a slight tug at the roots that made Danny hum around him. Another breath filled his lungs as he dug his heels into the small mattress and thrust upwards triggering Danny’s gag reflex as he hit deeper.

He glanced down again to check on his loving boyfriend, his chest heaving already with excitement. Danny only sucked harder, giving Jake’s thigh a squeeze to tell him to try again.

When he thrust again Danny was more prepared this time, becoming more familiar with the feeling of the back of his throat being prodded and learning to swallow around it without gagging.

“Fuck that’s it” Jake moaned as he really started to thrust this time, letting his head fall backwards and his eye flutter closed again. “I fucking love your mouth, you take me so well” praises were spilling from Jake as he was hurdling towards his finish all too soon with each glide of his throbbing erection past teeth and along slick tongue.

As much as he wanted to taste him now, Danny couldn’t have that yet. So with watery eyes he retreated, replacing his mouth with his hand again to keep Jake writhing and whimpering close to the edge. His free hand fumbled with the edge of the bed that was pressed against the wall. Trying and failing to find their hidden stash of lube.

Then it hit him, this wasn’t Jake’s bunk anymore. They were intruding on someone else’s space, but in this moment he couldn’t bring himself to care much about that.

He had an internal debate with himself for a moment. Did he try to make spit work instead? No, not if he was going to fuck Jake the way he’d asked him to.

“Jake, my love,” Danny spoke horsely as he regained the use of his throat and slowed his stroking, “I’m going to have to get up for a second”.

“What?” Jake groaned, wrapping one of his legs around Danny’s form in an attempt to keep him there with him.

“Shhh, just for a second” he finally pulled his hands from him completely, and pried Jake’s leg off so that he could crawl out of the bunk and find their bottle. “While I’m gone, why don’t you get a little more undressed?”

“Only if you do the same” Jake bargained as he ran his hand mindlessly up his torso, looking up at Danny with hungry glazed over eyes.

There was no way Danny was going to deny that request. He quickly pulled his shirt off to show Jake he would obey any wish he had then leaned down to kiss him once more before turning to rummage through the correct bunk for what he needed.

The faint sound of clothes being stripped off and tossed onto the ground behind him egged Danny on as he felt around underneath blankets until his fingers came across a familiar cylindrical shape. His heart beat began to thunder in his chest, not just because he was thinking about all the shameful things he was about to do to his boyfriend in his best friend's bunk, but because he still felt slightly nervous.

It got easier with Jake every time they were together, but for some reason Danny had also put it on his shoulders to try to one up himself each time. He wasn’t sure why, Jake was certainly the best he’d ever had, but part of himself still doubted his abilities- especially when Jake looked at him like he was some sort of sex god. He wasn’t, he was just another man with his own desires to stifle as he desperately tried to keep his cool when he held his lover.

With the trusty lube in hand, Danny one handedly undid his pants and slipped them off with his underwear. He was hard already as well, going down on Jake never once failing to get him riled up.

“Are you coming back?” Jake’s voice broke through his thoughts.

Danny smiled and moved to crouch back down and into the intimate space again. “I'm right here” Danny soothed him as he pressed their naked forms together and rejoined their mouths in another sweet kiss.

Jake hummed as he let his lips separate to deepen the kiss and wrapped his arms around Danny’s broad shoulders. “You won’t leave again?”

“I’ll never leave you” Danny assured him, letting his hand run down the smooth lines of Jake’s side, feeling the rising of his chest as he sucked in a breath of air and down to the dip of his hips. He grabbed a handful of flesh there, using that firm grip to grind down together.

Jake let himself get lost in the kiss, fingers digging into rippling back muscles as he tried to pull Danny even closer to him. The pressure on his chest was almost suffocating, but it was calming at the same time to be completely enveloped in warmth and touch. He’d been so touch starved before Danny, and now he couldn’t get enough of his lovers hands on him.

The hand on his hip slipped lower, leaving tiny clammy goosebumps across Jake’s thigh until it reached his knee and hooked around it to pull his leg up. Jake wanted to wrap that leg back around Danny’s narrow waist and use it as leverage to thrust against his lower stomach until he was back on the edge Danny had left him on earlier. Instead he let it just fall to the side, inviting Danny to keep exploring his body knowing full well that he was in good hands.

Retrieving the bottle Danny had brought back with him, he pulled away slightly so that he could squeeze a good amount into his palm and slip his arm between their bodies.

Jake gasped when the hand unexpectedly wrapped around his still hardened length, lathering it up. Then Danny’s arm retreated, reaching up to pull one of Jake’s off his shoulders and guided it back down. “Here” Danny whispered, leaving Jake’s hand on his own erection to touch himself as he went back for more lube.

Jake tugged slowly, wanting to prolong the building tension but also mindlessly unable to stop himself from feeling that pleasure as Danny’s fingers found their way towards his entrance.

Danny shifted to the side, propping himself up on one elbow next to Jake’s head to give himself just a little more access in the small space. A tiny moan left Jake’s kiss swollen lips as his fingers circled him, feeling the muscle flutter underneath the pads of his fingertips until one pressed inside up to his second knuckle.

Jake’s grip on his cock tightened as he tried to keep his body from tensing up at the intrusion. Danny could feel the subconscious fight back, knowing he’d have to work to get Jake loose enough to accept him. He leaned over and placed a kiss against the point of his shoulder and Jake smiled a little bit before licking his lips. “It feels…” he couldn’t come up with the words because nothing sounded just right- strange, intimate, blissful.

Without finishing his sentence he wiggled his hips trying to get Danny to give him more. Danny got the signal, slowly pushing in until he was up to his last knuckle. Jake let out a sigh in an exhale, hoping Danny would start to move without him having to ask for it.

Danny was so tuned into Jake’s body right now though. He felt Jake’s muscles tense and relax over and over again until finally there was no fight. Jake relaxed fully and Danny began to nudge that finger in deeper, as deep as he could go, hooking it upwards until Jake’s hand abruptly stopped and his brows furrowed tightly.

Afraid he might have hurt him Danny started to pull back, but then Jake’s mouth fell open and a moan escaped. “Another Danny, I want another” he pleaded.

Jake started to whine when Danny’s finger slid nearly completely out of him, only the tip of his finger still remaining, but he was quickly silenced when another finger joined in alongside it and pushed inside as well.

There was a slight burn that subsided when Danny found the place he was just in, making Jake’s hips jerk up in overwhelming sensitivity. But then he settled back down, took a steadying breath and turned his head to catch Danny’s lips in a searing kiss.

“Fuck Jake you’re so tight” Danny whispered into his ear when Jake laid his head back down onto the pillow. “I can’t wait to fill you. To feel you all around my cock”.

Jake tightened around his fingers again at his words, another uncontrolled moan escaping him. His heels were digging into the sheets again, trying to work his own hips down against Danny’s fingers in search for that spot that had him seeing stars. One of Danny’s legs wrapped around Jake’s though, effectively pinning him down and keeping him in place as his fingers picked up their pace.

“Then do it Danny, fuck me already” he begged, having long forgotten that he was supposed to be stroking himself as well.

“Not yet love,” Danny eased him with more kisses against his shoulder. He had to keep his sanity right now, knowing that if he jumped the gun he would be doing more harm than good and this really could end all too soon.

Jake's body shuddered, he was sure Danny had never called him that before, love, though he’d said it multiple times tonight already. It was catching on and he liked it. “You know, they say it’s always the silent ones who are the freakiest in bed?” Jake chuckled, having lost his mind to the point he was just rambling about anything that came to him.

Danny chuckled a little as well, his chest bumping against Jake’s side. Not because he thought Jake was right, but because he seemed to have been nervous earlier for no reason. Jake ate up everything he did and said, he could probably lean over and spit into Jake’s mouth right now and Jake would drink it up without hesitation.

He stored that thought away for another time as he refocused on the task at hand and cautiously introduced a third finger. He waited for the tension to return, for Jake’s body to fight the addition, but there was no struggle this time. Jake was ready.

He worked those three fingers for a bit longer, ignoring the soreness building in his hand, until he was absolutely sure.

“Jake, ” Danny’s voice returned to its deeper register, sultry and dripping with lust, “turn over”.

Jake wasn’t sure what he’d meant at first. Too lost in his own world of pleasure to register the command until Danny was pulling his fingers from him and nudging his hip in the opposite direction. With his leg also free, Jake turned onto his side

Blind to what was happening behind him now, Jake could still hear the sound of the lube cap popping open again and the slight sticky sound of Danny lathering himself up.

He waited in silence as Danny scooted closer to him, waiting for him to push inside and connect them in the most intimate way.

Danny was too far behind him in thought though, still wanting to gently ease him into their union. He reached his still slick hand around and gave Jake a few tugs.

“No!” Jake cried out, startling Danny but also bringing him back down to Earth from where he’d started to ascend somewhere else entirely. He opened his mouth to ask Jake what the matter was, but Jake was already answering him with an arch of his back and his hand flying back to grip Danny’s thigh. “Please, inside me now”.

Danny bit the inside of his cheek to stop all the obscenities that were flooding his brain with Jake’s plea from spilling out.

Again, Danny obeyed, bringing his hand back around to guide himself between those profoundly round cheeks until he was nudging his way in.

Jake did good breathing through it, exhaling slowly and deeply until Danny’s hips were flush against his ass.

“Oh my god” Jake moaned. He’d never get enough of this feeling- never get enough of Danny.

Still propped up on one elbow, Danny wrapped the other arm around Jake’s chest, “I’m gonna move now”.

Jake didn’t have to say anything to let Danny know he was ready, his grip on Danny’s thigh only tightened as he felt the muscles begin to work underneath his hand.

His thrusts were shallow and slow at first, gaining momentum with each little noise he pulled from Jake. Like an audible reward for his patience, and the burning desire only grew in the depths of his stomach. He was losing himself now, quickly. Every thread of restraint he’d had was unraveling with each snap of his hips into Jake.

“I don’t ever want to stop” Danny groaned, burying his face underneath Jake's jaw where it cornered to meet his ear.

“Then don’t” Jake challenged, removing his hand from Danny’s thigh to bring it back in front of his body and grip the edge of the bunk instead. He arched his back harder, feeling his chest press against Danny’s embrace, and started to rock his hips back in sync with each of Danny’s thrusts forward.

The slight change in angle made all the difference, Danny could feel the way he slid in even a centimeter more and started to claim that spot deep within Jake again. “You’re pushing your luck” he grit his teeth, knowing if they kept this up much longer he’d be finishing without another word.

Only there was still so much he wanted to say, so many feelings raging within him that he needed to get out first before he could fully revel in his impending release. All those words still unspoken, and all those emotions boiled down into the one thing he knew he was capable of saying now-

“I love you too. I love you Jake. I love you” he repeated over and over again against Jake’s collar bone and he’d say it again and again until every bone in Jake’s body knew he was loved.

“Danny,” Jake’s voice shook as his body quivered underneath him, “I’m gonna cum, but please don’t stop”.

“Do you want me to touch you?” Danny asked, already starting to move his arm from Jake’s chest, but Jake grabbed his wrist and pulled his arm tighter around him.

“No, I want to cum just like this” Jake replied, letting himself remain completely wrapped in Danny’s embrace and with one more thrust he was breaking apart.

Jake’s head tilted back until he met Danny’s shoulder and his body went stiff as he came, but Danny didn’t let up. He fucked Jake through his orgasm, draining his last bit of energy into giving Jake everything he had as he scattered kisses across his face anywhere he could reach.

When Jake relaxed again and Danny was sure he was coming down from his high he finally let himself go as well, spilling inside Jake with one last kiss to his brow.

“Am I ever going to get tired of that?” Jake asked with a euphoric look on his face.

Danny settled his mind as he came down as well, looking for the right thing to say other than ‘I’m fucking not’.

“Do you ever get tired of playing shows?”

Jake thought about it for a moment. Sure at some point he’d grown tired of constantly being on the road, of being homesick, of keeping the same routine from town to town until they all started to blur together, but even then it wasn’t lost on him that he was living his dream. “I still get a rush of adrenaline right before getting on stage. Being up there, exposed for all those admiring eyes to see, it’s scary but it’s thrilling”.

Danny reached around and gathered the stray pieces of Jake’s hair that had fallen into his face with all the movement and smoothed it over to the side. “It’s the same,” he revealed his meaning for asking that question, letting his fingers continue to gently outline the pronounced features of Jake’s face. “I still get those feelings before a show too, but none of them compare to how I feel when I’m with you”.

He watched as Jake’s cheeks flushed and his lips curled into a toothy smile as he turned his head into the pillow to try and hide his embarrassment. “He sweet talks after sex too?”

Danny grabbed his chin and pulled it back towards him, leaning over to connect their lips once more. “I’m the whole package, you’d better get used to it”.

What if I don’t want to get used to it? Jake thought to himself, but held that thought in as he felt Danny’s softened length gently sliding out and the warm rush of the result of their lovemaking behind it.

“Don’t move, I'm going to get something to clean you up. Sam will be pissed if we get cum all over his sheets”. Danny gently crawled over him and finally stretched out once he stood back up.

“I think we’re a little too late for that” Jake replied, looking down at the mess he’d made in front of him.

“Oh, right” Danny turned, taking in the full image of his boyfriend looking absolutely wrecked and disheveled, and fucking hot. He wanted to jump right back in there with him, even if he couldn’t physically handle a round two right now, just holding a slightly sweaty messy Jake would suffice. Only that couldn’t be an option because even with their couple of hours in heaven, the others would be coming back eventually. “Well, let’s clean you first and we will worry about the rest later”.

“I’m hungry” Jake commented as he pulled his boxers back on. He hadn’t had anything to eat at the bar earlier, and the activities had burned enough calories to leave him starving, and thirsty.

“Well, there’s still the dinner I ordered that you completely ignored” Danny replied in a joking tone.

“Wait, you ordered food?”

“What did you think the table was for?” Danny chuckled, remembering the broken mess they’d left in the front of the bus.

“Oh right,” Jake started to remember as well, feeling a little bit guilty that Danny had put effort into something and he had jumped the gun, “sorry I got a little excited”.

“It’s alright, we can still heat it up” Danny grabbed Jake’s hand and guided him back out, watching the mess as he sat him down on one of the couches.

He left him there to fish the togo containers out of the large paper bag and popped them in the microwave. “Oh, there’s also this” he crouched down and opened the mini fridge next, retrieving a bottle of champagne.

He set the bottle down on the small counter and opened up a few of the cupboards, finding only coffee mugs, and a few cups. “Well, looks like I forgot to buy some flutes though”.

“That’s alright” Jake stood and joined him, picking up the bottle and tearing it open without worrying about reading the label. He popped the cork and immediately brought it to his lips, trying to catch as much of the overflow as possible before taking a drink and handing it back to Danny.

Danny took a drink as well then Jake reclaimed the bottle and moved one of the two chairs over to the still standing side of the lopsided table. He didn’t attempt setting the bottle onto the table, instead leaving it on the floor next to him and waited patiently for the microwave to ding that the food was ready.

“Hush, I’m trying to listen” Josh shushed his chatty younger brother as they walked up to the bus. “Do you want to walk in on something you don’t want to see?”

“No” Sam replied, quieting down as Josh placed his ear against the door. “Are they in there?” He asked in a loud whisper after just a few seconds.

“Yes they’re in there, shut up!” Josh shushed him again, “they’re laughing”.

“Then we’re good, hurry up and go inside, it's freezing out here”.

Josh opened the door and they filed inside, shocked to see Jake and Danny both in their underwear sitting across from each other at a broken table and eating pasta straight out of the containers. “What the hell happened in here?”

“Want some champagne?” Jake ignored his question and held the bottle up, trying to fight off his laughter at the look of sheer embarrassment painted across Danny’s face. “I know it’s your favorite”.

“Not if you’re not drinking out of glasses” Josh replied, stepping further into the bus with Sam close behind him. “What are you a bunch of animals?” He stared at the table again and their state of undress, putting two and two together. “You do realize you have bunks for that right? We know you use them”.

“Sam, I’m sorry” Danny interjected, realizing he’d gotten caught up with Jake again talking during their meal and had forgotten to strip the sheets before they returned.

Sam looked at them confused until Jake offered a bit more clarification. “Oh we used the bunks, just not ours”.

“You’re joking right!” Sam yelled, pulling out his phone and frantically swiping before turning to stomp out of the bus.

“Sam! Where are you going?” Josh called after him and turned to follow.

“I’m looking up laundromats nearby to wash my damn sheets!”

Jake chuckled as they watched them both storm out. He knew he should be more sorry, but he couldn’t help but just be so happy that this night was ending much better than he had originally anticipated.

“These came with the food” Danny mentioned, grabbing a handful of tiny foil wrapped chocolates, offering one to Jake.

“Too sweet” Jake declined, stabbing his fork into his last bit of pasta then getting up to start cleaning up some of their mess before Josh and Sam came back. He couldn’t help but keep looking back with a smile on his face though as he watched his boyfriend peel open the wrappers and pop them into his mouth.

Danny chewed on the candy, savoring the velvety taste. “They are tasty though” he commented, planning on getting up to clean too as soon as he finished the chocolates.

Jake came from behind him and grabbed one shoulder, leaned over the opposite, and gently pulled Danny’s chin toward him until their lips were connecting, capturing him in a surprising kiss. Danny reached up and ran his fingers up through the hair at the back of Jake’s head, cradling him there as he kissed back once he realized what was happening.

Jake pulled back first, licking his lips with a cute little satisfied hum, “like I said, sweet”.

This was really fun to write! Hope you enjoyed my fav boys! Thanks @gracev0609 for hearing me out with this idea and hyping me up… came a long way from 500 words 😅

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[spenceluvsurmomsblog]

Oh great can you wrote a smut for Jesse katsopolis x fem!reader ? Maybe enemies to lovers ?

Ofc anon!! I won’t even lie to you it’s so hard to find good Jesse fanfics and I love him sm so I’ll try and make this the best I possibly can for you!! 🩷

Content warnings: fighting ? Oral (f receiving) , close call (almost getting caught by Danny) I think that’s it let me know if theres anything I might’ve missed

Also picture isn’t mine!!

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You had been friends with Danny forever he was like your best friend so you were thrilled when he married Pam, you never really got along with Jesse, he was a bad boy and never followed the rules, he rode a motorcycle and wore too much grease in his hair. He was the exact thing your parents wanted you to stay away from, which you had no problem with that every time you were around each other you ended up arguing. After Pam died you had offered to help Danny with the girls promising him you’d be able to keep the arguing with Jesse to a minimum which is what led you here. Danny decided to leave you two alone to try and work out your differences which to no surprise ended up with you two yelling at each other “why do you hate me so much??” you yelled at him and he yelled back “I don’t hate you! Your the one who hates me always yelling at me like that” he countered slowly backing her into the counter. “You’d always ignore me and pretend I didn’t exist!” He sighed pinching his fingers at the bridge of his nose in exhaustion “because I love you and I wanted you to like me so I played hard to get with you” she stared at him in confusion for a second processing his words before crashing her lips against his. He didn’t waste a second in kissing her back grabbing her soft thighs and hoisting her up onto the cabinet. He broke the kiss for a moment to slide her shirt over her head before continuing to kiss her. He kissed her jaw and down her neck beginning suck purple marks into the sensitive skin while she let out soft moans “Jess~” she moaned as he moved down to suck on her sensitive mounds fondling the other with his hand. She carefully lifted her hips as he slid her shorts and panties off in one swift motion before leaving soft kisses on her inner thighs inching closer to her soaked core. She let out a loud moan as he started sucking on her clit causing her to close her thighs around his head as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her at a slow pace. “Please I need more” she whined lowly “I know just be patient” he mumbled before diving back between her legs to pull an orgasm from her leaving her thighs trembling before he returned to his position standing between her legs. He unbutton his pants freeing his hard cock from the confines of his tight jeans and gently rubbing hai tip through he sensitive folds before quickly pushing into her weeping hole causing them both to let out a sigh of relief. He waited for her to be ready before he started at a rough pace listening to her moans as he dropped his head back on content “such a good girl for me yeah?” He groaned as she squeezed around him at his words of praise “o-only for you” she stuttered out between moans. After a few more thrusts she came again, he followed after her just in time for them to hear the car pull up outside. They quickly rushed to get their clothes back on and ran to sit on the couch just as Danny walked in with the girls “hey you two how did it go, I see you haven’t killed each other” Danny laughed as he took his coat off hanging it by the door. “It went fine I don’t think we’ll be fighting anymore” Jesse said smirking slyly at her “we solved our differences” she said with a small giggle as Danny nodded and took the girls upstairs to get ready for bed.

I’m so sorry this wasn’t as good as i intended it to be but it helps with my writing skills and getting better so thank you for your request and I hope you enjoyed!!!

[meatriarch]

im still quietly thinking about maria & gaines and its just. it'd ofc depend on portrayal & dynamic but in general? i just think they would always simply be doomed to fail, doomed to end. like sure i can see in some routes, like shine / wilted, maybe something can kick up again at some point down the line between them.

but i think there'd be alot of really complicated feelings on both of their ends towards one another, and i think for wilted in particular its just like. maria's too generally traumatized and distrustful of him, i feel, to let him get close again. and if we're talking one of the new wilted / shine trajectories where maria has a kid with johnny because they grew close prior to nancy getting her hands on her and the friendgroup found her thats just. a whole other layer of issues and i dont think maria would trust him near her kid and i dont think danny would be thrilled about the fact that things developed that way between her and the guy who literally tried to kill them all nor that she plans to keep and raise said kid either,

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[cabinofimagines]

Reyna’s ABCs

A/N: Guys I’m so in love with Reyna -Danny

Request: Hey! Can I request an ABC list for Reyna? Idk if they're only for the 7 and if so, sorry for wasting your time. Have a great day! // Can you please do Reyna ABC’s? I can never find Reyna content // Reyna ABC’s please?

Words: 1,370

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

I see Reyna as the kind of gal who would spoil you. Just name it. Whatever it is you wanna do she’s in, she’s got you, food? Movies? Don’t worry babe she already has five places on her list that she’s sure you’ll love

Beauty - What do they admire in their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

She really likes your eyes and it’s going to sound kinda cheesy but she’s also a big fan of you’re personality and sense of humor, she just can’t get enough of you  

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

She’s a natural leader, therefore, she knows exactly what to do to get you back on your feet, she’s learnt to read you like a pro and know exactly the kind of stuff that will keep you going. She might even use a bit of her power to give you the strenght to finish your day and then cuddle with you for the rest of the night.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

She sees a house on some place warm, probably a bunch of dogs, a life when you two can relish on being together and have nothing to worry about or feel ashamed of, she sees a quiet life, where you are her favourite constant.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Oh man, oh shit, Reyna tends to be controlling even without trying, it’s just the power she carries in her, you know? She definitely is the dominant one, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t melt at the sight of you.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

It’s hard for her to stop being angry, sometimes turns brutally cold and distant, but she always apologizes properly, or if it’s you who messed up, she always treats you gently afterwards so you know she still loves you

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Reyna’s had a rough life, she might get distracted in the heat of the moment but at the end of the day she’s always there kissing you good night and reminding you how special you are in her life. She never stops trying.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

When it comes to her “normal” life Reyna is an open book after a while of dating you, however, I think she prefers to keep her work to herself and forget about it while she’s with you.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

She’s a bit more chill after knowing you, she doesn’t feel as pressured as before to be perfect and that’s a huge relief to her. You’ve changed too, became a bit more daring and just a tad sporty, but really, Reyna is better with the whole “healthy stuff” 

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Nah man, perhaps during the whole ‘are we flirting, do they like me?’ part she was jealous of random people approaching you and making you laugh, but once you start dating she knows she’s got you and no one can change that. (Unless you decide otherwise, ofc) 

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

REYNA IS SUCH A GOOD KISSER OMG I BEG YOU MA’AM JUST ONE SMOOCH WOULD BE ENOUGH

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Probably came out stiff and awkward but she asked you out in one try. Her shoulders relaxed instantly the moment you smiled and said yes. She was so scared but won’t admit it lmao

Memory - What’s their favourite memory together?

Probably the first time you told her you love her. She felt overwhelmed and just couldn’t believe what you said until you repeated like five times. That’s when people started to say her eyes had a new brightness in them.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

“Amor” probably, “sweetheart” when she’s teasing.

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

No one had a fucking clue she liked you until suddenly you two are dating and everyone was like ??? It’s not like he ever tried to hide it though, it’s more on her actions or words that you can really tell she likes someone.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Not that she’s shy, she just doesn’t like others around when she’s being all cute with her partner. She likes to have privacy, feels that way it feels more special when she gets to kiss you.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Reyna CAN DANCE. She’s latina, she was born with them good steps. Definitely made you fall for her during a night out dancing in the middle of the street. 

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

I think she’s the kind to be ‘I worship you’ about her s/o, treats you like a unique treasure and at the same time it’s like she’s just hanging out with her best friend. Funny combination but it works perfectly.

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

She’s a ride or die. Will judge you a bit if your decisions feel a tad impulsive or not like something you would do on a normal day. Probably will interrogate you as to why you decide to do something that feels too rash. However, if you manage to prove you’re not crazy lmao, she’s 100% there to support you.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

I feel like we’re answering this the same way with everyone but tbh that’s demigods for you lmao they really just want a break. Maybe she likes to plan a few trips from time to time just to take you to meet places, but most of the year is spent in a comfortable, calming routine.

Understanding - How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Feelings are a tricky thing for her, but she’s memorized every little thing about you, so all she has to do is ask “how are you feeling?” and “can i help you?” and she’ll know how to procceed right after you give her an answer. But communication is key, Reyna isn’t a mind reader and she will need you to help her a bit.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Very important. You’re her family now.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Reyna’s favourite thing to do when she’s feeling down is lay her head on your lap and let you braid her hair while watching shitty actions movies.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

I’d say she likes it a healthy amount, but not very affectionate in public unless you ask for it.

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

She pours herself in her wrk and tries not to get too worry, you can take care of yourself and she’ll see you soon, that’s her mantra.

Zeal - are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

She’s prepared to do sacrificies, but definitely not the kind who would throw away everything just to keep you happy, her opinion is that a healthy relationship should meet half-way.

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[constellaj]

Do you headcanon any of the other popular kids joining Team Phantom? If not, how do they react to Dash and Danny becoming friends?

eventually valerie joins, but in my better written world, right, she was never a ‘popular’ kid who got kicked out (long story short she’s been fighting ghosts for a while with homemade technology, and her origin story has nothing to do with the fentons. also cujo is her dog). also it takes her a long while to warm up to the idea

its important to note that literally every popular kid knows that dash has a big ol gay crush on fenton and they just sorta go ‘okay man...’ whenever he pretends to hate him. 

kwan has always been really supportive of dash making new friends and is frankly relieved when hes not brazenly bullying this kid anymore. he encourages him to spend more time with danny and get along with him and helps him w minor things (’kwan how do i look’ ‘kwan do you think he likes licorice’ ‘kwan what size shirt do you think he wears’). from kwan’s perspective this has been a long time coming and he is fucking READY to support his best friend

paulina is a little less thrilled about it; she doesn’t really care that much, but she drifts from dash when he stops hanging out with exclusively popular kids. she’s been the queen bee at casper high long before dash moved here, and it would be bad for her image to break down like that. eventually ofc she warms back up to the idea but it’s a slow road filled with being gay for goth girls

star is the conspiracy theorist in my mind just because imagine all the popular kids sitting down for lunch together and talking about how cute the ghost boy is and she’s just like “THAT’S FENTON. THEY HAVE THE SAME FACE. YOU’RE ALL STUPID.” anyway she is 98% convinced dash is only friends with fenton because he’s phantom and she’s right of course but dash won’t confirm it so she spends hours agonizing over it and trying to force him to talk

[roast-ifs]

Would any of the ROs enjoy asphyxiation, giving or receiving? I imagine Isla would Not be down for being choked, but if mc asked would they choke them?

Below the cut~ minors do not interact please!

So asphyxiation is a touchy topic just bc of these character’s lives and it’s safe to say a fair few of them have experienced someone’s hands wrapped around their throat and not in a good context :’D

That being said, I think Nico could be convinced to both give and receive if it’s been properly discussed beforehand and, honestly, they’d probably run the mc through a crash course about throat anatomy and where and where not to put pressure--there’ll be a pop quiz afterwards XD

Nico would be hesitant to choke the mc and be cautious going into it but they also trust themself and the mc to communicate and understand when things are reaching the edge of too far.

Fatima I think is fine being on the receiving end bc a) she knows how to break a hold on the neck and b) she trusts mc to honor safewords and codes. As for giving, I feel like she’d maybe not be as rough as maybe the mc would want but she would be expert at it. Only have to use one hand to pin mc down and maybe that’s the thrill of it? How utterly helpless that position is compared to Fatima’s combat expertise? She could be convinced to ramp up the pressure slowly but surely but she’s constantly aware of how things are going and will let up the moment she thinks its gone too far.

Isla, yeah, is a hard pass on the receiving side of things--just, no. On the giving side, however, I could see them getting into it? Cautious, at first, for reasons, but I could see them enjoying the act so long as mc enjoys it too.

Danny, ofc, literally physically can’t strangle anyone unless it was with their talons and UH NOO not happening!! That’d be so dangerous!! It would take a lot of confidence and slow working up and a severe filing down of the talons to make them blunt but even then wearing dulling caps before they’d even think about doing such a thing to the mc.

However~ Danny is very much into the receiving side of things, embarrassingly so. They know their limits, they’ve done it before, would do it again 👀

[i--am-ironman]

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favorite color: my all time fav is crimson because i've long been seduced by the ferrari agenda, but rn i really enjoy soft pinks and grass green

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tea or coffee: coffee all day every day

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[ana-swritings]

Merry December

Day 29 - Story 2

Prompt: Party Dress

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x OFC (Autumn)

Fandom: Hawaii 5-0

Words: 795

Summary: She's perfect to me.

Steve finished up getting ready and looked at his watch. Another five minutes and it was time to leave and pick up Autumn for the Governor’s party. It wasn’t like he was particularly thrilled to be attending it, but just by knowing that Autumn was going to be there by his side, was worth putting up with a night of being the poster kids of the Governor.

Steve started remembering the first time he saw Autumn. She had just started working for Kamekona in his shrimp truck. She was polite, sweet and always had a smile on her face. After a while, she was part of their Ohana and she felt the same about them.

Things between them started off slow. Sometimes, he happened to be there when she would end her shift and he would offer her a ride home. She didn’t have a car, so Steve didn’t mind taking her home. During those rides, they end up getting to know each other better, finding out they had a lot in common.

It took a few months, a lot of car rides and a ton of persistence from Danny, for him to ask her out on a date. He took her sight seeing around the island, since she had told him she didn’t know the island as well as she wished. After that, they had dinner at Kamekona’s and he took her home.

From there, it was only a matter of time for them to become official before their friends. It amazed him how well she had meshed with the rest of the team, becoming a close friend to all of them and their significant others. They would go to her for advice or just to vent and she would do the same.

Steve took another look at his watch and saw it was time. Locking the door behind him, he got in his truck and drove to Autumn’s house. He couldn’t wait to see her. Driving through the city, he thought about how much he loved her and how happy he was with her. He knew he would do anything for her and would never do anything to hurt her.

He got to her house and parked the truck out front. Leaving the car, he made his way towards her door and knocked. Adjusting his cuffs, he heard the door opening and when he looked up, he couldn’t believe his eyes. She looked beautiful. She was wearing a black, off the shoulder, high-low dress. It was simple but it fitted her perfectly. She had her hair up in a bun, with loose strands framing her face, with light makeup. She looked perfect.

Smiling at her, he told her how beautiful she looked before leaning in and kissing her, placing his hand on her waist and pulling her closer to him. She smiled at him and thanked him, saying that he looked very handsome in his black suit and buttoned shirt, his top two buttons undone.

He asked her if she was ready and she said all she needed was her purse. She came back and he offered her his arm, before walking back to his truck. He opened the door for her and helped her get in. Walking around the truck so he could get in, he couldn’t take his eyes away from her.

The whole ride to the hotel that was holding the party his eyes would wander towards her, every once in a while, pulling her hand to his lips and kissing it. He couldn’t believe his luck. She was the light in his life and he was proud to say that he was hers.

They arrived at the hotel and Steve handed the keys to the valet. Opening her door for her and helping her get out of the truck, he once again offered his arm to her, which she gladly accepted. They walked in the room and quickly found the rest of the team. After saying their hellos and complimenting everyone on their looks, Steve asked Autumn if she wanted to dance.

The band was playing a slow song and Steve thought it was perfect. Wrapping his arms around her, he felt her own wrap around his neck. Leaning in, he kissed her and felt her kissing him back. They just stood there, swaying to the rhythm of the song, staring into each other’s eyes. He whispered an “I love you” and heard her saying it back.

The night was filled with laughter and conversation. He looked around his friends and couldn’t help but think of how lucky he was. He had friends that were Ohana to him and a woman that he would die for. “Life is good.”, he thought, before proposing a toast.

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[meowmeow-motherfucker]

The Fox and The Squirrel Ch. 2

Summary: Chasing yet another demon in a long line of hunts, the Winchesters get help from an unlikely source. But their new recruit isn't exactly who she says she is.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x OFC Savannah

Word Count: 1010

It was definitely a crush. Savannah had seen the pair in the diner every day that week, and had felt that long-forgotten rush of endorphins each time she laid eyes on Hottie.

This was...interesting. It had been so long since she’d felt, well...anything remotely warm and fuzzy toward a human. The closest she got to affection was the hyper intense flirting she had down to a science. Whenever she needed a pick-me-up she just picked the most attractive person in the vicinity and went for it. But if Hottie kept staring at her like that...Savannah didn’t want to tempt fate by feeding whatever ridiculous infatuation he’d infected her with.

“Savannah, you’ve got table 12.” Her coworker said as she breezed past, arms laden with a tray full of dirty dishes.

“Thanks,” Savannah replied absently, making her way toward the table to see- yep, Hottie and Friend. Again with the suits; what were two fancy fellas like them doing in a place like this anyway? “Welcome back.” she greeted the pair as she stepped up to the table.

“Thanks. Couldn’t stay away.” Hottie replied with a grin. Savannah’s stomach clenched and she returned the grin.

“From me or the pie?” She blurted, equally mortified and thrilled when Hottie’s brain seemed to stop working.

“Well-uh…” Hottie floundered, looking to his companion for assistance. “Yeah.” he cleared his throat, turning his eyes to the table as his cheeks burned.

“You’ll have to forgive him; it’s been a long day and we had a rough night.” Friend supplied. That confirmed it. Savannah had felt a difference in Hottie today- his thoughts were sluggish; those of someone who’d had very little sleep after a very tiring day.

“I can understand. I’ll give you a few minutes.”

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As always, Friend ended up getting a salad, and Hottie a burger. Savannah did her best to act aloof while remaining professional, distracted as she was by Hottie’s thoughts. She’d nearly lost it when she’d brought him his daily dose of pie- he had some very creative ideas involving her and whipped cream.

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Hottie and Friend lingered longer today, which was equal parts welcome and frustrating. Welcome because she got to steal glances at Hottie whenever she had a spare moment, and frustrating because she knew he was doing the same thing. She was bringing a tray of food to another table when his thoughts made her blood run cold. They’d told her they were looking for someone, but these men weren’t federal agents like they claimed. Federal agents didn’t think about poltergeists and demons. These men were hunters.

She had to leave. Now. Her hand reached into her pants pocket, fingers squeezing the hex bag reflexively and helping soothe her racing thoughts. She needed to get her belongings together and start a new life somewhere else. The thought of picking up and moving, again, made her angry. This was her home! She wasn’t hurting anyone! What right did these hunters have to barge into her life and make her leave? And to think- Nope, not going there, Savannah. She’d known it was a mistake to let her stupid crush on Hottie distract her. She’d been flirting all week! With a hunter! A hunter who wouldn't hesitate to kill her, no less.

Or...she could send them after the demon who was chasing her. That would take care of her problem and the hunters would think they’d solved their case and leave. Things around town would go back to normal, and she could continue to fly under the radar. It was perfect.

Except...they were hunters. She’d dealt with other hunters before, but always in passing. Never in such close proximity.

Get it together, Savannah. You’ve survived worse. Savannah suppressed a shudder at the unbidden thought of Crowley. Nearly sixty years she’d been free, but that fucking English bastard still haunted her.

“Can I ask...what brings you fellas to our small town?” She asked as she dropped off their bill. Meeting Hottie’s eyes, she did her best to ignore the heat that lanced her when he licked the whipped cream off his bottom lip. Savannah didn’t have to be a mind reader to know he’d rather be licking something else.

“We’re looking into the attacks that have been taking place.” Friend replied. That makes sense. The demon Crowley had sent must be getting bored, and the imbecile had drawn the attention of hunters.

“Oh. I’m glad someone is looking into it, it’s very concerning.” Savannah said, drawing her face into a concerned mask.

“It is,” Friend nodded. “The police were a big help, but we’ve hit kind of a dead end.”

“Maybe it’s none of my business, but I’ve worked here for three years and know just about everyone in this town.”

“Is that right?”

“For whatever reason people don’t mind baring their souls to people like me. So if I can help, let me know.”

“Have you noticed anyone acting differently? Maybe usual sights or smells?” Yeah, there’s a fucking demon in the next section.

“Well…it’s probably nothing, but I saw something odd the other day.”

“Whatever it is, it might help.” the long-haired hunter replied.

“I was talking to Mr. Reynolds at the cash register and for a second I could have sworn his eyes were black.”

“Pie guy?” Hottie asked, hiking a thumb in Mr. Reynold’s direction.

“Yeah,” Savannah nodded. “But honestly it was probably just a shadow, right? I mean that’s just not possible.”

“Right,” the other man nodded. “Can you think of anything else?”

“Not off the top of my head. There’s not much excitement around here,” Savannah said. “You might try asking Danny Welsh or Scott Leber, they got into it at the tackle store and they’re both saying Mr. Reynolds egged them on.”

“We’ll get right on that. Thank you, Savannah.”

“You’re welcome. I hope it helps.”  

The pair left pretty quickly after that and Savannah breathed a sigh of relief. Both men were intently focused on catching what they now knew to be a demon.

[jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka]

Sorry this is so late, but Happy New Years here’s part 12! I hope you hate it as much as I do! Want to find out what’s happening? Start here in part 1.

Pairings: Sam Kiszka x Danny Wagner ***slash for 2024!

Warnings and tags: 18+ only!!!, slash ofc, sexual situations including oral (m receiving), slight masturbation, messy love triangles, lots of angst, third person POV Sam, Danny, and Jake, restaurant AU

Word count: 6k

Come on Danny pick up. Jake tried his number again when the first call eventually went to voicemail.

“Hello?” Danny answered with a slightly confused, slightly concerned tone in his voice.

“Hey, I’m sorry for calling like this”. Jake sounded a bit frantic on the other end, though whatever the matter was he still had the mind to apologize for calling out of the blue.

“No umm, it’s alright” Danny replied, looking over at Sam who was laid out on his bed, stark naked, hair still dripping wet, with an unamused look on his face. His brows were perched on the verge of an eye roll, mouthing ‘seriously’ to which Danny just shrugged. Sure it was bad timing to answer a phone call right now, but Jake never just called for nothing. “What’s up?”

“Kim is sick, she woke up this morning not feeling well. Thought she might get over it but now she’s running a high fever. We’re on our way to the hospital”.

“Oh no, Is she okay?” Surely she was fine, he’d seen her just last night. Although looking back on it she did seem a little lethargic and short fused, he hadn’t looked into it. He wished now he would have stopped and at least asked if she was alright.

Sam lost his attitude when he heard Danny’s voice turn more serious, wondering who it was he was asking about.

“She will be fine, just want to get her looked at. I’m sorry to ask, but do you think you could go in tonight to cover for her?”

Danny’s shoulders fell as he looked over at Sam again, waiting for him to give him any more clues about what was going on. “Yeah. I can do that, give me about fifteen minutes to get dressed and I’ll head over there”.

“Thanks, I owe you one”.

Danny hung up the phone and let out the long sigh he’d been holding in, then moved over to his closet to start getting ready.

“Where are you going?” Sam questioned, standing up off the bed and wrapping his arms around Danny’s waist in a feeble attempt to convince him to stay.

“Kim is sick, I’m going in to work to cover for her” he replied, pulling one of his black button ups out and tossing it onto his desk.

“Can’t anyone else go?” His arms tightened around him, pressing his now neglected erection into Danny’s hip with a purposeful whiny whimper. “What am I supposed to do about this?”

Danny’s lips pulled into a Cheshire grin. They were no longer going to get the night he envisioned, but he was not about to leave his lover high and dry.

“It will only take me five minutes to get dressed” he informed him, turning around in his arms and walking him backwards back to the bed. “Lay back down, you’ve got ten minutes to make this count”.

Sam wasn’t happy Danny had to go into work. Danny wasn’t exactly thrilled about it either, but he was at least pleased that he was trusted enough to be called in as Kim’s replacement.

Being Kim for the night proved to be a little more challenging than he’d expected though. It gave him more appreciation for her management style and how she was able to juggle helping with tables, answering a dozen and a half random questions at the drop of a hat, organizing the team and delegating tasks, all while being extra bright and friendly to the guests and staff alike.

Being the stand in dining room manager also meant he had to work side by side with the bar manager on duty tonight. Which of course was Savanna.

He didn’t expect much more than the bare minimum from her when he asked a couple of times for help, but when he got the cold shoulder the second time he decided at least having to figure it out by himself would be a learning experience.

Savanna ignoring him he understood, even felt like he deserved a little bit, but in the previous days this week Jake couldn’t seem to look him straight in the eye either. Let alone talk to him for more than a few short words here and there.

Danny wasn’t exactly sure what was getting to Jake, but he figured it must be something to do with the conversation they’d had in the garage back at his parents house. Jake was probably putting some distance between them which made sense, he only wished it didn’t feel like it had to be this way. That their friendship had to be kept within tight boundaries now otherwise toes might get stepped on.

Though all the extra time he spent with Sam was rewarding in more ways than one, he did miss hanging out with Jake. He was a cool guy, easy to be around, and he did always cook really good food when Danny came over.

Kim was the only one Danny still regularly met up with, though he figured their usual friend date this weekend would probably be canceled on account of her illness. Even then, she seemed a bit more reserved than usual during their brunches. By this point everyone in their circle knew of him and Sam dating, but still no one seemed to talk much about it very much. That made it feel even more like a dirty secret than it ever did before.

The one thing Danny wasn’t sure of was how much Jake had told Kim. Had he said anything to her about the two of them? They never really discussed what they were and were not comfortable talking about after everything all went down. Danny did prefer that only their very close friends know, if necessary at all, though he wouldn’t deny Jake his freedom to tell who he wanted his own history.

The more he thought about it, the more he considered Kim knowing everything would actually be a relief. He couldn’t exactly talk to Sam about these pent up feelings for missing Jake. No, Sam wouldn’t take that lightly. For some reason, telling Jake he missed him sounded a little too far out of line as well. Being able to talk to Kim about the mess in his head might actually help clear some things up for him.

They closed later than usual, having gotten behind during the chaos that was their dinner rush. Danny still felt good about all he did manage to accomplish tonight though, considering it was his first time closing solo without Jake or Kim guiding him.

He checked his phone for the first time in hours after climbing tiredly into his driver's seat. A few texts from Sam asking him how it was going, then about an hour later a text that said ‘guess you’re busy, goodnight’.

His heart clenched a little bit. He probably could have taken a quick break and slipped into the manager's office to text him back. If he had done that though, he might have said something in the moment about Savanna out of frustration.

Sam and her seemed to still be getting along well while at work. Danny tried not to let it bother him. He trusted Sam. Though he didn’t exactly believe she was just going to back down quietly after trying to get him back once already.

Just before he was about to start the car and head home another text came through, a text from Jake.

Thanks again for covering for Kim tonight. We got back from the hospital about a couple of hours ago. She has a really bad case of the flu but she’s medicated now and has been sleeping it off

1:03AM

He stared at the dim screen for a few minutes, debating on how to reply, before just hitting the contact and giving him a call. It rang only a couple of times before Jake answered quietly.

“Hello? Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine, just closed up. Wanted to call and check on you”.

Danny squeezed his eyes shut and let his head fall to the window with a muffled thump of his hair against the glass. Check on you? Jesus, could he be any more obvious? Kim was the one who was sick, he should be more concerned with how she’s doing.

“Oh, yeah I’m alright. Kim tried to fight me about going to the hospital at first so I tried my best to take care of her all day. Finally got to the point where I had to put my foot down and nearly carry her to the car”. He chuckled a little bit on the other end of the phone and Danny felt immediately relieved.

Jake really cared about Kim which made him extremely grateful that two of the most important people in his life right now were finding comfort and solace in each other. Everything should've been perfect by this point, what with him and Sam and Jake and Kim being together, but Danny couldn’t deny that something still felt off.

A silence fell between them while Danny attempted to collect himself. He was tired, drained both physically and mentally, and the jumbled twist of emotions within him were finally starting to take their toll. Digging their roots deep into the seams of his skull until he could feel them starting to crack the bone apart.

“Hey, can I ask you something?” Danny questioned with his temple and shoulder still slumped against the door. Jake replied with a simple hum of his own raspy tired voice. “Do you ever wish that you loved me?”

The words came rolling out before he could stop and think about rephrasing them, or maybe even keeping them locked away like many of the other trifling thoughts he’d had.

Jake didn’t seem caught up by the question though, bursting out into a cute little fit of laughter that he tried to stifle quickly. He was probably still nearby Kim and didn’t want to wake her. “What? I do love you Danny”.

Danny’s blood ran warm. Like it did when he’d had one too many drinks, or when the right pull off a joint finally hit him.

“And Josh loves you, and Kim loves you, and Sammy loves you, we all do”.

Of course Jake wouldn’t think of answering that question any other way. Danny wasn’t even sure why he’d asked it in the first place. Perhaps other than his own selfish desire to please everyone to the point that he’d started to lose exactly who he was without the constant reassurance that he was loved by others.

He forced a chuckle to attempt to match Jake’s tone, like that’s exactly what he’d meant by that question. “You’re right, thanks for reminding me”.

“Thanks for checking in. I’ll talk to you later okay?”

“Of course, goodnight Jake”.

“Goodnight Dan”.

Jake let out a shaky breath when he heard the line go silent. Danny’s question rattled him.

What was he supposed to say? No? Jake knew all too well the sting of that simple word.

What if he were to tell the truth though? He never could. Not for Sam’s sake, he was already on thin ice with his brother in regards to Danny. And certainly not for Danny’s sake.

What good would it do anyone to dredge up feelings that had been washed away. Carried out to sea like tiny grains of sand from a beach somewhere far away.

He peaked back through the crack of his bedroom door, from the hallway where he’d hurried off to answer Danny’s phone call. Kim slept soundly, no doubt in a steroid induced slumber from all the meds they’d pumped her full of at the hospital. She was dehydrated, despite all the fluids he’d tried to persuade her with before he made the decision to take her.

Despite the day he’d had Jake wasn’t quite ready to go to bed just yet, but he didn’t want to bother Kim so he left the door cracked open and went downstairs.

After boiling some water, he poured it over a random tea bag from a stash he’d found Josh had left high up in the pantry. He took a sip of the hot herbal liquid and exhaled, it was pretty good, Josh always had excellent taste.

Jake sat down on his couch and picked up the remote as he continued to sip on his tea, flipping through the list of movies on the TV until he stopped at one that looked familiar though he couldn’t remember exactly what it was about. He selected the movie and saw that he had already watched it at some point. He hit play from beginning and sat back into the couch, watching intently as the flashing images started to make sense. He had watched this movie before, well at least started it before Danny came over and they… yeah he didn’t really watch the movie.

Deciding to give it a shot this time he watched until he finished his drink, getting up to place the mug in the sink before returning to lay on the couch.

Jake stared at the TV, but his head was filled with anything but the movie. One of his arms raised up to the back of the couch and he gripped the frame, feeling and remembering the way he’d gripped so tightly onto it that evening. Before he could think about what he was doing, his other hand came to rest high on his thigh and his breath started to pick up.

He didn’t remember what had happened in the movie, but his body remembered how it had felt with Danny’s hands all over him. His throat started to feel raw again, remembering the way he’d groaned and cried ‘more, harder’. His head fell back and he closed his eyes as the hand on his thigh crept across and he started palming himself over his pants.

There was hardly any friction, and he was too exhausted to worry about actually getting himself off, but his body relaxed as his hips started to roll forward in sync with the rubbing of his hand. It felt good, not just because he was lazily touching himself, but because of the rushing memories pumping through him.

Seeing Danny while being with someone else, drunk or not, was certainly not okay and he’d been trying to rectify that ever since by distancing himself a little more than he wanted to. Letting himself remember though, there was no harm in that right? He was alone down here and he just wanted to let go. So let go he did, until the memories faded away and his body went limp as sleep took over.

When Danny got home, his room was dark and empty as he changed into something warm and comfy to sleep in. He made his way down the hallway to go to the restroom once more before bed, but stopped by Sam’s door on his way back. He’d left it open, unusual for the times when he slept in his own room.

A light was still on as well, so he peaked inside and found Sam slumped over on his desk. A textbook was open in front of him, and his cell phone was on the charger but near his hand like it had fallen out of his grip when he fell asleep.

Danny sighed, Sam really could sleep anywhere, but he couldn’t leave him like that.

“Sam, come on let’s get you in bed”. He shook his shoulder, hardly waking him up as he helped Sam stand up. When he successfully got him vertical he was able to take in the state of him, and smiled at what he saw.

Sam had gone through his closet when he left and pulled out one of Danny’s old shirts from his highschool golf team. He hadn’t seen that shirt in at least over a year, so Sam must have really dug to the back of the closet to find it. Danny wondered if he had just been bored, or if Sam had gone looking for that shirt in particular.

“Mmm, I was having a good dream” Sam mumbled as he stumbled over to his bed, swinging around out of Danny’s grasp to plop down onto the edge.

“About what?” Danny indulged him by stepping forward, though he only intended to ensure Sam successfully got into bed and under the covers.

Sam’s mischievous smirk was illuminated by the soft glow of the lamp left on at his desk. Once Danny was within close enough range he reached up and grabbed his shirt collar then fell back onto the bed sending Danny tumbling forward on top of him. Danny barely caught himself with one hand on the bed and one on Sam’s shoulder, but Sam tugged him again and connected their lips.

“Shall we pick up where we left off?” He tried to seductively suggest by wrapping his legs around Danny’s waist as he continued to attack his lips with his own.

Danny let Sam kiss him, though he didn’t return the same energy. Not only was he physically not up for the task now, but mentally he wasn’t in the right place anymore.

“You’re insatiable” he chuckled lowly when he was able to pull back, trying to mask the true turmoil he was fighting within. Sam stared up at Danny with an uneasy questioning in his eyes, his legs falling limply to either side of Danny as he gently caressed the hair at the top of Sam’s head.

Earlier Danny was sultry and demanding in his words and actions. Sam had liked it, the way he controlled the moment and all Sam had to do was play along. Now Danny was light in his touches, easy with him like Sam was some porcelain doll he could break if he pressed too hard.

“What’s the matter?”

Danny sighed, but continued his petting. He leaned down to attempt to kiss his worries away, at least for tonight, but Sam turned away letting Danny’s kiss fall on his jaw instead. He looked again, his brows furrowing and his eyes repeating his question.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’ve really enjoyed this week together,” Danny hesitantly began, hoping that Sam wouldn’t take this the wrong way, “but I think we should slow down a bit again”.

He waited for Sam to reply, to ask more questions, anything, but all Sam did was forcibly push Danny off of him and roll over to crawl up to the head of the bed.

“Sam-”

“Get out” Sam cut him off, curling his legs towards his chest and pulling at the blanket underneath him.

“Sam, please don’t be mad at me” Danny begged, wishing now that he hadn’t said anything at all. He should have given Sam some other excuse and let this wait until morning.

“I don’t understand you Danny” Sam groaned, rubbing the leftover sleep from his eyes and face. “First you want to wait, then you don’t, and now you want to wait again? What’s changed? Is it because I said I wanted to fuck you? Did you think I was just always going to let you have it any way you wanted?”

“What? No!” Danny was stunned, did Sam really think that was a problem for him? He didn’t care about the logistics of who did what. He just wanted to make sure his mind was in the right place before they continued to get carried away with the physical side of their relationship.

Sam had said it himself at Christmas, he wished Danny would have talked to him first before they had sex. That’s what he was trying to do this time, talk to Sam about what was bothering him before trying to mask it, only he was failing horribly. What even was he trying to say? He didn’t know, but he knew he had to figure it out before he hurt anyone again.

“Didn’t you and Jake do it all the time? What’s the problem with me then?” Sam’s voice sounded his hurt which only made Danny quiver with grief.

Danny wasn’t surprised to hear Jake’s name come into question. Sam was smart, sometimes a little too smart for his own good, and he had an intuition that was incomparable to anyone else he’d ever met.

“No Sammy, there’s nothing wrong with you” he reached out to try and put a comforting hand on his knee, but Sam pulled his legs tighter to his chest. “There’s never been anything wrong with you, not ever. I'm just… a little mixed up right now”.

“Mixed up?” Sam scoffed which turned into a dark laughter as he moved to hide his face by landing his forehead on his knees. “How long have you been ‘mixed up’ exactly?”

That was a good question. Only Danny didn’t know the real answer, because there was more than one. It could have been since tonight, when he heard Jake’s voice over the phone and realized that it still made his chest uncomfortably tight. Or it could have been when he got that book in the mail that he’d given to Jake for Christmas, suddenly remembering the night he laid in Jake’s bed rummaging through his things while Jake showered. He’d thought at the time how intimate that was, being left alone in someone’s room surrounded by all their most personal belongings. He hadn’t intended to gift him the book when he’d ordered it that night, only slip it into its place alongside the others on Jake’s headboard. He had no reason to be in Jake’s bed anymore now, but he thought the book still deserved to be where it belonged. With who it belonged to.

“Okay then” Sam shakily exhaled, finally pulling the blankets up over his body and sliding down. “I want to go back to sleep now. I think it’s best we stay in our own beds until you’re not ‘mixed up’ any more”.

Sam’s words stung but he was right, so Danny didn’t contest. Instead he just leaned over and left him with a kiss to his crown and quietly left, turning out the light on his way.

When Sam heard the click of his door closing behind Danny he let out a hard choked sob.

Fucking Jake. He always got in the way. First with whatever his vendetta was against Savanna, and now Sam was afraid he might have stolen Danny away.

“You’ve gotten your flights already?” Danny questioned as he watched Sam start packing his bags for his trip in the next few days.

Since learningthat Sam was going to LA after graduation, they had talked about it only a handful of times. Though he had already given his answer to their offer, Sam wanted to visit once to get the lay of the land before really preparing to move.

Danny was going to go with him, but recently they had been trying to spend some time apart, so they decided Sam going alone was for the better.

Spending time apart didn’t mean completely abstaining from each other though. Sam still slept in Danny’s room a couple of times, yet cuddling and kissing had been the extent of their activities.

“Yeah, I have an early morning flight. Tomorrow night I’ll sleep in here so I won’t bother you when I get up”.

Danny stood up from where he had taken a seat at Sam’s desk and moved behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and rested his chin on Sam’s shoulder. “You won’t leave without saying goodbye to me though will you?”

“We could say our goodbyes tonight if you wanted?” Sam suggested, letting his body lean fully against the weight of Danny on his back.

Danny nuzzled his nose behind the shell of Sam’s ear, breathing in his natural scent and letting the endorphins take him over. After the intoxicating smell, he decided he needed a little taste, so he pulled Sam’s lobe between his teeth and gave it a little nibble.

Sam let out a whimper, his body shaking slightly underneath Danny’s hovering form, and he twisted around in his grip so they could face each other. His arms came up to circle around Danny’s shoulders, and he pulled him down into a heated kiss, quickly parting Danny’s lips with his own and slipping his tongue inside for a taste of his own.

“You want to?” Danny asked just above a whisper, not letting their lips separate for long. Things still weren’t settled between them, but he couldn’t silence the desperation in the way his body talked, especially when Sam’s was sending him so many signals.

He felt Sam nod and tighten his grip, again answering without his words. “Do you want to go to my bedroom? Or stay in here?” Danny looked past Sam’s shoulder at the mess of clothes and bags sprawled out on his bed. He didn’t want to interrupt his packing but Sam didn’t seem to mind. He blindly reached behind himself and swiped his hand across the sheets, sending all his belongings tumbling onto the floor in an arrangement of soft and loud thuds, before sitting down and taking Danny along with him.

Here they were again, Sam was underneath Danny and he was bucking his hips upwards, trying to get any friction he could, as fast as he could before they could back track. He held Danny close by the collar of his shirt, and when Danny’s hands circled around his wrists to pull them off, he halted his movements and started up at him with the fear of being rejected again.

Danny’s expression didn’t read rejection this time though, no the fierceness had returned. The blacks of his eyes had blown wide, leaving only a small halo of mossy green behind and he peeled his shirt off before returning to kissing Sam.

Sam closed his eyes and let the fiery feeling sink into his skin and settle into the pit of his stomach as Danny trailed his kisses down to his neck. He wondered if Danny would leave any new marks on him where all the others had already faded.

“Want… Jake…” he heard Danny’s voice muffled against his shoulder, causing his eyes to snap open and his blood to run cold.

“What did you just say?”

Danny pulled back, unphased, and repeated what he’d said. “Want to take this off” he tugged at the collar of Sam’s shirt. “Can I?”

“Oh, yeah” Sam tried to steady his heart beat as he lifted his shoulders and helped Danny pull his shirt off.

“What did you think I said?” Danny chuckled, unaware of the mini heart attack he’d just given him.

“Nothing, nothing at all” Sam replied, wrapping his arms back around him and trying to keep going.

Danny let his hands trail down Sam’s torso, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps now that Sam was cold and still shaking.

Danny thought he was just really into it, which only urged him to do more. He kissed his chest, then his naval, then hovered above his groin as his fingers played with the waistband of his sweats. If there was anything he could do to make up for the last time, he knew this would be it.

Sam bit his lip and lifted his hips as Danny started to pull his pants down.

“…Jake… so good”.

“What?” Sam snapped again. Why the fuck did he keep hearing Jake’s name out of Danny’s mouth? And when it was so close to his faltering erection?

“I said”, Danny kissed his member over his underwear next, letting his hot breath linger there, “gonna make you feel so good”.

Sam reached down and pulled his last piece of clothing off, making Danny chuckle again at his impatience. “No more talking” Sam demanded, weaving his fingers through Danny’s hair and pushing him down.

Danny gladly took him in, bobbing his head up and down eager to please. Sam stared up at the ceiling, digging his fingernails into Danny’s scalp with each downward movement, trying to keep his concentration as best he could now that he’d been rattled a few times.

He attempted to close his eyes again, but when he did he pictured Danny on his knees in front of someone with long brown hair. At first he thought maybe he was picturing himself, but then they turned around and of course it was Jake.

“Goddammit!” Sam yelled, starting Danny off him.

“What? Did I hurt you?” Danny started to panic. He wasn’t sure what he’d done, but he’d been so focused on trying to do a good job he might not have noticed if he nicked him with his teeth or something.

“I’m sorry, I thought I could do this but I can’t”. Sam stood up off the bed and snatched his sweatpants up from off the floor, hurriedly stuffing his legs back into them and covering himself. He suddenly felt very exposed.

“Sam, talk to me, what’s the matter?”

Sam raked his fingers through his hair and shook his head, trying to get the images he’d been repressing over the past few days out of his head. “Every time I’m with you like this I can’t stop thinking about you and my brother! At first I thought it was a one time thing, but it just keeps happening, and it’s getting worse”. His voice came out louder than he’d intended, but he really was tired of this, tired of it all.

He thought maybe if he could get through one time, then go on his trip and let himself start to miss Danny, then he’d come home and things might just start to finally fall into place.

Danny stared at him blankly, which only pissed him off even more. “Why would you think of that?” He babbled dumfoundly, though in the back of his mind Danny knew the reasoning was obvious.

“I don’t know Daniel, maybe if…” he started to trail off, thinking finishing this thought out loud might do more harm than it would any good.

“Maybe what?” Danny pushed on, starting to get a little worked up himself. He couldn’t keep going around in circles like this, they had to hash this out now before they both started losing their minds.

“Maybe if you had said something sooner, before you and Jake ever… I mean if I’d had just known sooner then maybe things would be different”. His thoughts were coming out in a jumbled mess, but Danny was getting the gist of it. Sam tried to come to grips with the fact that he and Jake had been intimate many times before, but the truth was he hated it.

He hated that Danny felt like he couldn’t confess to him sooner, but somehow Jake was easy enough to open up to without all the extra fuss and complication that their whirlwind relationship had accumulated over the past few months.

He hated that he felt like maybe his brother would be a better lover than he ever could be.

“How was I supposed to tell you when you were with Savanna? You have nothing to lose with this Sam. You think if you went crawling back to her right now she wouldn’t take you back?”

“You think if you went to Jake he wouldn’t take you back?” Sam's voice was filled with venom now, biting at Danny for insinuating that he was the only one who had nothing to lose. Sam being afraid of losing Danny was the whole reason they’d gotten swept up like this together in the first place. He promised to give this a chance, see how far they could go together, but he was starting to think that the true beauty in their relationship lied in the way it was before.

He didn’t want to hurt Danny, and he could never hate him; Sam simply wasn’t capable of actually hating anybody. He just missed the effortlessness of their friendship.

“So what does this mean then?” Danny questioned after a moment of silence. They were in a standoff, standing in the middle of a shaky wooden bridge over a never ending gorge with their only options being pushing forward and hoping the fraying ropes wouldn’t snap, or going back to where they knew it was safe.

“I think you know what this means”. Sam couldn’t look him in the eye, couldn’t bring himself to see the way his words tore through Danny like he was ripping pages right out of a book. Pages that didn’t belong anymore, at least not in this story.

Sam wanted a break, a chance to get away and figure things out on his own without the constant pressure of others. Taking this trip now was probably the best thing that could happen for them. Sam would go away for a few days and when he got back hopefully they could sort this out once and for all.

“I understand Sam” Danny replied dejectedly, but at least there was no more anger in his tone. He couldn’t be angry at Sam, not when the both of them had made the choices that led them here.

He thought back to a comment Jake had made a while ago-

“Danny, you don’t regret anything we’ve done do you?”

The thing was, even with this outcome, Danny still didn’t regret anything. Because all the things he’d learned about himself along the way, and the confidence he grew, were what made him capable of even attempting this with Sam. If he had said anything sooner, he wasn’t sure he would have been ready to face everything they had and things could have ended up a lot worse.

“I’m going to go, let you finish packing up. I’ll see you in the morning, ok?”

“I’m sorry Daniel” Sam’s lips quivered as he spoke. Danny was holding himself together better than he’d expected he would, and he knew that was a good thing, but that didn’t mean he still wasn’t sorry.

“Don’t be,” Danny stood and placed his hands lightly on each of Sam’s shoulders mustering up the best half smile he could manage before giving him a feather light kiss on the cheek. “I still love you, I always will”.

Sam nodded and sniffled a little, wiping the corner of his eye before the tear could even fall. Danny was being strong for him, he knew he was, so he had to reel it in too. The thing was, he wasn’t crumbling because he thought this would be the end of them. He was letting it all out because he knew it was the right decision.

The next day Danny tiptoed around Sam, wanting to still spend time with him before he left, but not wanting to overstep any new boundaries he knew they’d have to establish eventually.

The day seemed to drag on, but at the same time he felt like after he cried himself to sleep that night, when his eyes finally did shut, they were open again the next morning and Sam was gone.

Now that he had the space to himself he knew he could begin to collapse. He could open the floodgates and let the rush of emotions he kept damned up sweep through him until every nerve in his body had eroded away.

Something told him if he let that happen though, he might not be able to plug it back up when Sam returned, so instead he looked for distractions.

The first distraction was cleaning, but the problem was he and Sam were actually pretty tidy people to begin with, so there wasn’t much for him to do there.

The second distraction was work. He’d picked up an extra shift knowing he was going to be antsy and in a bad mood while Sam was gone. He realized though that the monotony of doing the same thing he always did, taking orders, tidying up the dining room when he had the chance, and stocking menus and utensils didn’t help keep his mind from telling him over and over again that he wasn’t good enough.

By the time his shift was finally over he was ready to bolt out the door, but he was dreading going back to an empty home. So instead Danny drove around for a while, thinking he could head to the library and maybe studying would keep him distracted, but he didn’t want to run into any classmates while he was in this state.

Eventually his car came to a stop on a familiar street and he waited outside, debating on if he should even attempt walking up to the door.

Danny held his breath as he knocked. There wasn’t an answer right away, but his car was also parked outside so Danny was pretty sure he was home. He jumped a little at the sound of the door unlocking, forcing him to breathe again as Jake opened the door.

“Hey, what's up?” Jake asked, surprised to see Danny at his doorstep unannounced. He took one good look at Danny and immediately knew something was wrong. “Wait, are you alright?”

Danny opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was an incoherent jumble of “Sam… gone… broke up” as tears started to well up again.

Jake threw his arms around Danny and tried to console him and he drug him inside, shutting the door behind them with a kick of his bare foot.

He sat Danny down on his couch and crouched down in front of him, waiting patiently as he caressed one of Danny’s hands until the tears started to run out.

Once Danny was done he moved to sit next to him, not letting his hand go and sympathetically asked him,

“Tell me what happened”.

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