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Danisnotonfire x reader~Bittersweet.

'I think how many drinks I've had
No more in either hand
I'm slurring on purpose
And it's certainly worth it'

You awoke from a deep slumber to the sound of the alarm clock. You knew it was blatantly jealous of your relationship with bed. However, there was something odd about this alarm tone. The pitch was higher than usual. Confused, you parted your eyelids and glared at the contraption. Your eyes widened in horror. That wasn't your alarm clock. This certain dream cock blocker belonged to your closest friend Dan Howell. Examining the room, you noticed the familiar surroundings: the large Apple Mac that stood proudly in the corner; Dan's light stone thing that he bought on holiday-which happened to flicker greatly on his bedside table; and the box which resided by the door which contained his Kristen Stewart wig and haunting Robert Patterson mask. The most surprising feature of this scene however, was Dan himself. The brunette had his left arm draped over your side, his tanned, naked chest pressed against your back. Wait.

Naked?

You sat up quickly on the mattress. It was quite a horrific decision. Your head was banging like a pedal against a bass drum. You groaned in pain and sunk back down under the covers. You were quite relived to discover that the only item of clothing missing from the pair of you was Dan's blue jumper, which lay in a crumpled mess on the floor. Sighing, you shut your eyelids and attempted to remember the events from the night before.

'Everything I do is bittersweet
You could tell me secrets that I'll probably repeat'

"Helloooo Dan-yul!" the young girl slurred. She stumbled through the doorway to the boy's apartment, vodka in hand. Daniel stood up off the couch and attempted to steady the girl on her feet.
"______? What are you doing?" he asked, concerned about her motives for this outrageous behaviour.
"I found a liquor store." she replied.
"And?"
"And I dwank it!" she giggled. The male rolled his chocolate brown eyes and dragged her limp body to the couch. He attempted to detach the bottle from her palms, but when he tried she just swung it at his head. Dan decided to let her keep the alcohol and headed to the kitchen to pour himself a drink.
"_______, you can't keep doing this yourself." the boy advised. He loved ______. He loved her more than his heart could take. Which was why he hated seeing her in such a state. "Shurrup Dan, you know nothing." she spat, taking another swig from the bottle. The liquid burned her throat and chest, distracting herself from the emotional pain in her life. The brunette relocated himself from the kitchen,next to the troubled girl on the couch.
"Tell me then, silly" he smiled softly. _______ looked into his deep, brown eyes and saw a glint of reassurance, something she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Can you keep a sheecwet?" she slurred, amusing Dan with her baby vocabulary. In all honestly, Dan was the worst person ever for keeping secrets, but he didn't want to tell her.
"Of course _____!" he grinned. She took a deep breath and began to tell her story.

'So many places that you might say I've seen it all
But my favorite place is the warm embrace
Of holding your hair back in a bathroom stall'

"It's my dad." ______ started. Dan leaned closer, intrigued by what she had to say. "Ever shince i was shmall, he would... Hit me." she started. Dan's jaw opened slightly in horror. He'd probably be a lot more angered if ______'s voice hadn't developed this weird lisp. "He wouldn't even do it fow a shertain weason. Some days he'd just loose his temper and take it out on me." she explained, water droplets began to form around her eyes and her voice cracked at the end of her sentence. Dan noticed straight away and pulled her into a hug. Tears stained the shoulder of his baby blue 'Drop Dead' jumper. The brunette entangled his fingers in her hair and rubbed her back with the other.
"Ssh, it's okay now ____" he whispered into her hair. She looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy from the tears. He smiled and planted a soft kiss onto her pale pink lips. Despite being lost in a world of alcohol, the girl was surprised by Dan's action. Her eyes widened and a blush appeared on her pale cheeks. Dan pulled away and gasped, immediately regretting his actions. He knew she didn't have the same feelings for him. He sighed and looked away. "I'm sorry _____, I just really like you. I have done for a while now. But if you don't feel the same, then that's fine." he blushed, playing with the ends of his llama hat. The girl's face portrayed a look of nausea. 'Well done retard, even Delia-Freaking-Smith would know better than that.' Dan thought, mentally kicking himself.______ jumped off the couch and sprinted towards the bathroom, hands covering her mouth. Daniel buried his face in his hands, then jumped off the couch to help his friend.

'It's such a mystery why you're here
And you became as clear as cellophane
My voice of reasoning
I don't think I can take the way you make me out to be'

The young male held _____'s locks behind her head as she up-chucked into the bowl of the toilet. He hated himself for taking advantage of her in a time of need. The least he could do was help her with this alcohol problem. The sound of vomiting subsided, then disappeared. Daniel carried her weak body over to the sink and attempted to clean her up. The boy sat ____ on his knee like a doll and let the sink fill with water. After soaking a cloth in water, he wrung it out and carefully cleaned around her mouth. He hated seeing her like this. However, it wasn't the first time he'd done this- he began to consider himself as an expert in handling alcoholics.

Once the girl's face was cleaned and her teeth were brushed, Dan picked _____ up bridal style and carried her to his bedroom. Phil was already asleep in bed (lord knows how he'd slept through the noise.), and there was no way he was making her sleep on the couch. Therefore, the only other option left was his bedroom. He placed her down softly on the mattress and pulled the gray covers over her fragile form. He pulled his jumper-which was splattered in sick and tears- over his head and left it on the floor.
"Dan?" _____ said. The boy turned around and faced his friend. "You know about what you said earlier? "
"Yeah.."
"I just want you to know, I really like you too." she whispered. The brunette's face flushed a deep red. His brain tried to process what she'd said, but he couldn't believe it.
"What do you mean?" he asked, feeling flustered.
"Think about it Dan: you're always the first one to help me when I'm like this; you clean me up and care for me when nobody else will; we've been close together since we were in primary school and you always make me smile. I love you Dan." _____ admitted. Dan grinned in delight at her words, knowing that it was her talking and not the alcohol. He lifted up the bed covers and cosied up next to her, a large smile painted on his features. He wrapped his arms around her thin waist and pecked her lightly on the cheek.
"I love you ______"
" And I love you too Dan." she whispered back. They both closed their eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber.

'I'm not pulling for you, you're just pulling at me
I'm not a betting man but this is a sure thing'

You smiled as you remembered all the events from the night before. Dan stirred slightly and nuzzled his nose in the crook of your neck. You grinned and chuckled quietly to yourself. Sadly, you weren't as quiet as you thought, resulting in Dan's eyelids fluttering open, revealing his dark brown eyes. He smiled lazily as you turned over to face him
"Morning Sleepy head." you smiled. He simply grinned and planted a kiss on the tip of your nose. You mentally squealed as you realised how cute he was with his messy, hobbit hair. "You missed." you teased, smiled at him. A look of confusion washed over his features. Giggling, you leaned closer and kissed him on his soft lips. For a second, he lay frozen, taken back from your sudden actions. Eventually, he kissed back. He played with your hair and placed his hand on the small of your back, pulling you closer and closing the gap between you. After a few seconds, you both pulled apart, staring into each others eyes. "Next time, it's your turn to be drunk." you smiled. He rolled his eyes and pulled you in for one last kiss.

'I guess that's how it's gonna be <3 '

Description
Danisnotonfire x reader~Bittersweet.

'I think how many drinks I've had
No more in either hand
I'm slurring on purpose
And it's certainly worth it'

You awoke from a deep slumber to the sound of the alarm clock. You knew it was blatantly jealous of your relationship with bed. However, there was something odd about this alarm tone. The pitch was higher than usual. Confused, you parted your eyelids and glared at the contraption. Your eyes widened in horror. That wasn't your alarm clock. This certain dream cock blocker belonged to your closest friend Dan Howell. Examining the room, you noticed the familiar surroundings: the large Apple Mac that stood proudly in the corner; Dan's light stone thing that he bought on holiday-which happened to flicker greatly on his bedside table; and the box which resided by the door which contained his Kristen Stewart wig and haunting Robert Patterson mask. The most surprising feature of this scene however, was Dan himself. The brunette had his left arm draped over your side, his tanned, naked chest pressed against your back. Wait.

Naked?

You sat up quickly on the mattress. It was quite a horrific decision. Your head was banging like a pedal against a bass drum. You groaned in pain and sunk back down under the covers. You were quite relived to discover that the only item of clothing missing from the pair of you was Dan's blue jumper, which lay in a crumpled mess on the floor. Sighing, you shut your eyelids and attempted to remember the events from the night before.

'Everything I do is bittersweet
You could tell me secrets that I'll probably repeat'

"Helloooo Dan-yul!" the young girl slurred. She stumbled through the doorway to the boy's apartment, vodka in hand. Daniel stood up off the couch and attempted to steady the girl on her feet.
"______? What are you doing?" he asked, concerned about her motives for this outrageous behaviour.
"I found a liquor store." she replied.
"And?"
"And I dwank it!" she giggled. The male rolled his chocolate brown eyes and dragged her limp body to the couch. He attempted to detach the bottle from her palms, but when he tried she just swung it at his head. Dan decided to let her keep the alcohol and headed to the kitchen to pour himself a drink.
"_______, you can't keep doing this yourself." the boy advised. He loved ______. He loved her more than his heart could take. Which was why he hated seeing her in such a state. "Shurrup Dan, you know nothing." she spat, taking another swig from the bottle. The liquid burned her throat and chest, distracting herself from the emotional pain in her life. The brunette relocated himself from the kitchen,next to the troubled girl on the couch.
"Tell me then, silly" he smiled softly. _______ looked into his deep, brown eyes and saw a glint of reassurance, something she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Can you keep a sheecwet?" she slurred, amusing Dan with her baby vocabulary. In all honestly, Dan was the worst person ever for keeping secrets, but he didn't want to tell her.
"Of course _____!" he grinned. She took a deep breath and began to tell her story.

'So many places that you might say I've seen it all
But my favorite place is the warm embrace
Of holding your hair back in a bathroom stall'

"It's my dad." ______ started. Dan leaned closer, intrigued by what she had to say. "Ever shince i was shmall, he would... Hit me." she started. Dan's jaw opened slightly in horror. He'd probably be a lot more angered if ______'s voice hadn't developed this weird lisp. "He wouldn't even do it fow a shertain weason. Some days he'd just loose his temper and take it out on me." she explained, water droplets began to form around her eyes and her voice cracked at the end of her sentence. Dan noticed straight away and pulled her into a hug. Tears stained the shoulder of his baby blue 'Drop Dead' jumper. The brunette entangled his fingers in her hair and rubbed her back with the other.
"Ssh, it's okay now ____" he whispered into her hair. She looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy from the tears. He smiled and planted a soft kiss onto her pale pink lips. Despite being lost in a world of alcohol, the girl was surprised by Dan's action. Her eyes widened and a blush appeared on her pale cheeks. Dan pulled away and gasped, immediately regretting his actions. He knew she didn't have the same feelings for him. He sighed and looked away. "I'm sorry _____, I just really like you. I have done for a while now. But if you don't feel the same, then that's fine." he blushed, playing with the ends of his llama hat. The girl's face portrayed a look of nausea. 'Well done retard, even Delia-Freaking-Smith would know better than that.' Dan thought, mentally kicking himself.______ jumped off the couch and sprinted towards the bathroom, hands covering her mouth. Daniel buried his face in his hands, then jumped off the couch to help his friend.

'It's such a mystery why you're here
And you became as clear as cellophane
My voice of reasoning
I don't think I can take the way you make me out to be'

The young male held _____'s locks behind her head as she up-chucked into the bowl of the toilet. He hated himself for taking advantage of her in a time of need. The least he could do was help her with this alcohol problem. The sound of vomiting subsided, then disappeared. Daniel carried her weak body over to the sink and attempted to clean her up. The boy sat ____ on his knee like a doll and let the sink fill with water. After soaking a cloth in water, he wrung it out and carefully cleaned around her mouth. He hated seeing her like this. However, it wasn't the first time he'd done this- he began to consider himself as an expert in handling alcoholics.

Once the girl's face was cleaned and her teeth were brushed, Dan picked _____ up bridal style and carried her to his bedroom. Phil was already asleep in bed (lord knows how he'd slept through the noise.), and there was no way he was making her sleep on the couch. Therefore, the only other option left was his bedroom. He placed her down softly on the mattress and pulled the gray covers over her fragile form. He pulled his jumper-which was splattered in sick and tears- over his head and left it on the floor.
"Dan?" _____ said. The boy turned around and faced his friend. "You know about what you said earlier? "
"Yeah.."
"I just want you to know, I really like you too." she whispered. The brunette's face flushed a deep red. His brain tried to process what she'd said, but he couldn't believe it.
"What do you mean?" he asked, feeling flustered.
"Think about it Dan: you're always the first one to help me when I'm like this; you clean me up and care for me when nobody else will; we've been close together since we were in primary school and you always make me smile. I love you Dan." _____ admitted. Dan grinned in delight at her words, knowing that it was her talking and not the alcohol. He lifted up the bed covers and cosied up next to her, a large smile painted on his features. He wrapped his arms around her thin waist and pecked her lightly on the cheek.
"I love you ______"
" And I love you too Dan." she whispered back. They both closed their eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber.

'I'm not pulling for you, you're just pulling at me
I'm not a betting man but this is a sure thing'

You smiled as you remembered all the events from the night before. Dan stirred slightly and nuzzled his nose in the crook of your neck. You grinned and chuckled quietly to yourself. Sadly, you weren't as quiet as you thought, resulting in Dan's eyelids fluttering open, revealing his dark brown eyes. He smiled lazily as you turned over to face him
"Morning Sleepy head." you smiled. He simply grinned and planted a kiss on the tip of your nose. You mentally squealed as you realised how cute he was with his messy, hobbit hair. "You missed." you teased, smiled at him. A look of confusion washed over his features. Giggling, you leaned closer and kissed him on his soft lips. For a second, he lay frozen, taken back from your sudden actions. Eventually, he kissed back. He played with your hair and placed his hand on the small of your back, pulling you closer and closing the gap between you. After a few seconds, you both pulled apart, staring into each others eyes. "Next time, it's your turn to be drunk." you smiled. He rolled his eyes and pulled you in for one last kiss.

'I guess that's how it's gonna be <3 '