Boyfriends.

Chapter 3: Daniel, what's going on?

{A/N: I Promise this is a Shoey fanfic, not a Janiel fanfic lol}

{Joeys Pov, Next Morning}

I woke up, and I was on Daniels chest. Thank god I had the day off, I don't even know if I could put up with Shane. He's just... Crazy. Pretty, but pretty crazy too.

Daniel: Mornin' Jo-Bear.

I lifted my head from his chest and smiled at him. He wrapped his fingers in mine.

Joey: Morning, Danny.

Daniel laughed.

Daniel: That's not my name...

Joey: It is now.

Daniel smiled and raised his head to kiss me.

I got out of bed and dragged Daniel with me to the kitchen.

He had scars on his hands that looked like Shane's, too. It's weird how I never noticed.

Joey: Daniel, how'd your hands get this way? Is it like a symbol of a cult or something?

I joked, and he smiled at me.

Daniel: Eh, kinda. I was more of the sacrifice than anything else.

Daniel admitted and he bit his lip.

Joey: It's okay if you don't want to tell me.

I wrapped my fingers in his.

Daniel: I have just tried to block out the past, you know? It hurts to remember.

Joey: Was Shane one of them? Is that why he has those too?

Daniel looked confused at me.

Daniel: Wait, Shane? The guy we saw yesterday..?

Joey: Yeah, he works with me now. He's kinda crazy.

I chuckled and Daniel led me to the couch to sit down beside him.

Daniel: His hands look like this too? What'd he tell you? Did he talk about me?

I laughed.

Joey: What kinda secret love affair have you been having with him?

Daniel scooted even closer to me.

Daniel: This is serious Joey.

I sighed and held Daniel closer.

Joey: He didn't necessarily talk about you... He asserted you as 'It'.

Daniel looked like he was about to cry. He ran to the bedroom and locked it.

What the actual hell?

I knocked on the door when I heard Daniel crying.

Joey: Babe, can I come in?

Daniel: Why does he hate me?

Daniel cried quietly and I waited for him to open the door.

Daniel: I'm fine.

Daniel said as he wiped his eyes. I hugged him tightly.

Joey: Don't lie to me. No you're not.

Daniel: I don't know what I ever did to him. It's just one day I'm no longer "perfect" to him and he hates me or something...

Daniel cried into my shirt.

Joey: That's it, I'm talking to him. Can't fucking stand homophobes.

I said and let go of Daniel to get dressed.

Daniel: I haven't talked to him since we were seventeen.