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Keahu Kahuanui: What I think happened to Danny…
Stiles hadn’t woken up since the crash. Though his injuries were severe, his brain activity was normal. Doctors had hope that he would wake up soon.
“Fucking idiot.” Danny didn’t know how long he had been sitting there before the words actually came out. He hadn’t meant to say that. Hell, he hadn’t meant to say it like that. He had waited so he could calm himself down, so he could form a clear thought.
He sat close to Stiles’ bed, fingers gripping the sheets. His eyes stayed trained on his knuckles, which were turning white under the pressure, instead of Stiles. God, Stiles looked so... His pale skin seemed much more sickly with the bruises lining his face. The cuts from what must have been glass were everywhere. He just looked- Well, broken.
“You’re such a fucking idiot.” It wasn’t like Danny had formed some deep emotional bond with the asshole. Yeah, okay, they were in a relationship. They’d had sex. Danny did like him, he wasn’t going to lie about it. But he didn’t love Stiles. He didn’t have the time. They were together and then they weren’t and that was fine.
This wasn’t fine.
“Who do you think you are?” The words spilled out of his mouth before he could stop them, feeling like poison. He would never admit to his voice cracking. He would never admit to the tears. “You can’t just-” He took a deep breath, steadying himself. His eyes raised up to meet Stiles’, but the boy was still unconscious. It wasn’t fucking fair. “You can’t just get hurt like this, Stiles. You can’t heal like the rest of them can.” He swallowed thickly, pulling his hands back. His fingers clenched back into fists, his nails now digging into skin.
He fell silent as his mind wandered. It didn’t take long for it to find the right target, for it to fuel his rage. His sadness. “Do you know what this is going to do to Jackson?” His words were now a whisper, hissed out so quietly he doubted he’d be heard, even with werewolf hearing. “Do you know how much it’s going to hurt?” Because Danny saw it. Yeah, they were broken up. Yeah, Danny and Jackson were happy together. But, he saw it. Jackson still cared about Stiles. This would kill him.
“So just...” He shook his head, letting his forehead drop to the bed. If his hand found Stiles’, he swore he didn’t try. Still, he squeezed, shutting his eyes. “Wake up, okay? For Jackson. For Scott. Your dad. Please, just wake up. Please.”
She was.. I guess she was a hunter, back in LA. When she met dad, she tried to get out of it, but she couldn’t until we all moved here. Um, I was the only one that didn’t know.
And don’t worry, I’m not.. going to go crazy and try to kill Jackson or anything, okay?
Actually... I’m training to be a hunter. Are you training?
I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I just thought I could keep you safe from it if you didn’t know.
Oh, well this is the bad news. I have no idea why this little fucker is with me. He seems annoying as all hell. I figured you’d be pissed off with me. Here, you hold him and see how pissed off you get.
You’re a fucking idiot. Hand him over. [He reached over and took the puppy from Jackson, holding him close.] I literally hate you. Is he ours?
Hey, dumbass! I’m home and- should I tell you something kinda shitty that happened first, or skip the shitty part for now?
You know how this goes. Bad news firs- Is that a dog?
Yeah, well.. I guess I would’ve been dragged in whenever my mom decided she wanted to drag me in anyways. Would’ve been nice to have some warning.
Your mom?
It’s not weird, but it’s pretty fucking lame of you. You remembered what it was like back when I first kissed you… sappy pile of shit.
If you say it’s because I seemed nervous or some shit like that… Was it really the same way both times? I mean… I felt the same way doing it both times but… shut up. [laughs] No idea what you mean, I’m a total fucking sweetheart. Instead of sleeping on the couch for no reason at all and making myself really fucking uncomfortable, I’m staying next to you in a nice, warm bed. Come on, that’s adorable.
[he laughs] Shut up.
It’s hard to explain, but... I guess, it’s just the feeling of it. When you kiss someone for the first time, you don’t know what they like. You are nervous, you’re new. You’re learning what their lips feel like and that kind of feeling is noticeable. [He contemplates shoving Jackson away, but instead pulls him closer.] Just shut up and hold me, asshat.
Honestly? I don’t know. I just don’t know. But I’m going to try and figure it out.
Well, you don’t have to do it alone.
Danny and Jackson head to Hawaii right after Jackson returns from London. They spend hours at the beach, surfing, drinking, and generally ignoring the elephant in the room. Until they have to head back to the bungalow Danny’s parents own, and there, the harsh reality sets back in. Nightmares interrupt their sleep, until they discover that Jackson can actually sleep if he’s not alone.
That’s all it takes for the two of them to slowly move from being friends, to something more. They walk closer together on the beach, brushing shoulders, they don’t know when they started holding hands, but the kissing, now that was deliberate. When they finally return from Hawaii, they definitely use the term boyfriend, because after many long hours of make-out sessions, it’s the only thing that makes sense to them.
Is that what made you so distant a while ago? When we had that fight?
Yeah. It was just... I didn’t want to drag you into this.
I know what you mean. My nightmare messed with my mind a lot too.
What are we supposed to do about it?
Or fucking mortifying. I didn’t know we were- I actually thought you might have rejected me, you asshole. My sophomore year mentality wasn’t exactly a hundred percent on how you’d feel about that one. That was a bit scarier than the bodies and shit, I have you know.
I know, dumbass. You said that one. That’s why I’m staying right here. Well, and because this is kinda my bed too, but let’s pretend I’m a sweetheart and it’s just the first one.
That was when I knew it wasn’t real. Is that weird? I could tell the difference between your first kiss with me and your normal kisses. But no, I could never reject you. Ever.
[He laughs, curling into Jackson] You’re such an asshole. I love you. [He’d never meant that more, than saying it right there.]
Well, uh, speaking of other ones… sorry for forgetting, well, yeah. Kinda embarrassing so I don’t think I need to specify there.
Yeah well, at least you get that. It was scary as fuck, but you’re okay now. You don’t need me to say any of this sappy bullshit.
That part was kind of cute, actually. I got to relive your first kiss with me. Who else gets to say that?
I know I’ll be okay. I just... It’s terrifying.
See what? You possessed or just that you know about the supernatural in general?
Both. But, mostly the possession...
You’re welcome. I’m Brian by the way.
Danny. Nice to meet you.
Did you want to talk about it? You don’t have to if you don’t want.
It’s just... that dream. It wore me out, I guess.
I’m pretty positive I could handle it, but okay.
Yeah. But I’ll be okay. Thanks for asking.