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I can't handle all this dan^2 angsty painfulness :(. If you get a chance, can you please do some fluff in response to what Dan said?

A/N: I saw four cockroaches today and screamed things so this happened. I’m sorry it took so long!

Daniel had come over initially to apologize. He didn’t anticipate how big of a deal making that statement would be. He had no idea it would cause the rift it had between them. All he knows is someone from the team had put the idea in his head (but he can’t blame them either since he said the damning words) and two races later Dany still wasn’t talking to him. And Dan is quite sick of waking up alone when he’s just gotten used to long gangly limbs wrapped around him and muffled groggy Russian in the mornings that make him think of sunny side ups (his) next to scrambled eggs (Dany’s).

He steps into Dany’s apartment expecting a verbal beating, a long Russian rant, he personally bet it would be a toaster oven sailing through the air aimed at his curly head of hair. In the end, it was none of the above. It wasn’t even a loud claim that Dany’s sunglasses collection was better than Dan’s (the travesty!!!). Instead, there was silence and a loud squeal coming from the kitchen before Dany was hurtling into him.

“HELP ME. OH MY GOD. ITS AN INFESTATION. THERE ARE FOUR OF THEM-” Dany screamed, face planting into Dan and the Australian bit back a round of boisterous laughter.

“They must have realized your resident cockroach murderer was away.” Dan almost gasped when Dany’s eyes met his again for the first time in weeks. It feels like he’s been on artificial air, an oxygen tank, diet oxygen for weeks and now he’s finally found his footing. “Or, you know, insect serial killer.”

Dany bit back a laugh of his own and crossed his arms, setting down the sandal he’d been using to try and kill the vermin. “You are back then?” He asked.

“I hope so.” Dan scratched awkwardly at the back of his head. “If you’ll let me.” He stared into the Russian’s eyes doing his best to convey guilt and hope.

Unfortunately, Dany - being a Russian Prince in another life, probably - had a killer poker face. “Why would I let a serial killer into my apartment?” He dead panned, sounding so serious that Dan almost recoiled.

“INSECT serial killer. Which-” He gestured to the kitchen no doubt infested with four enormous cockroaches. “You obviously need desperately.”

“Sure, desperately. I need a lot of things desperately, as you said.” Dany frowned.

“I never said-”

“You implied.” Dany sneered and Dan hung his head, admitting defeat. “I trusted you.” He muttered, heedless of the way Dan’s face contorted in pain. “I thought you would never hurt m- I thought you’d have the decency to-”

Dan caught him as he tripped forward, carding through Dany’s short hair with his fingers and caressing his serpentine spine. “I’m so sorry. I was wrong. I’m just as bad as them.”

“No, they’re right.” Dany sniffled into Dan’s shirt. “I’m not like you or Seb or Max. I’m not good enough-”

“I underestimated you.” Dan cut him off. “It was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made. Of course, you’re good enough. You’re better than a hundred Sebastians.” He cupped Dany’s face in his hands. “You’re more than enough for me.”

Dany looked into his eyes for a long moment and nodded. Dan smiled, leaning in to plant a kiss on him but the Russian stopped him. “Kill the cockroaches first.”

Dan didn’t bite back the laughter this time, instead kissing Dany’s forehead as he went into the kitchen. “As his highness commands.”

#illegaile writes fanfiction #illegaile writes fic #dan^2 #dan squared #the dans #so many people request them from me tbh

i love how danny/luke/jess is just completely accepted, nobody even slightly questions it thanks for doing things right for once marvel fandom

#marvel for ts #i love danny and danielle sorry #the dans