Never Let Go - Danisnotonfire x Reader

Hangover

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You open your stinging eyes slowly, blinking in the darkness. As your mind wanders back to the previous night, you turn over and relish in the warmth of your duvet. You remember how drunk Dan was and reckon that he'll be experiencing a pretty rough hangover this morning.

Finally deciding to get up, you sit upright and stretch. You swivel your sprained wrist gingerly to test the pain, pleased to find that it's definitely improving. You swing your legs over the side of the bed and gently pull on some fluffy socks to keep your feet warm. Grabbing a hoodie, you make your way to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

You meet Phil in the kitchen, who's brewing some coffee. He wears his glasses. The black rims do nothing to conceal the purple bags under his eyes. He notices you and smiles tiredly.

"Hello," he greets quietly. "Sleep well?"

"Sort of," you reply with a small smile. "Did you?"

"Not really. I kept tossing and turning for some reason. I find it hard to wind down after a party," he says with a shrug, stirring the coffee in his mug. "Have you seen Dan yet?"

"No." You pull two slices of bread out of the bread bin and stick them in the toaster. "He must be feeling pretty awful after last night."

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I open my eyes, the sunlight searing into my eyelids. I have a pounding headache, and feel like I'm going to collapse any second. I hear a knock on my door.

Y/n is standing there, looking slightly ruffled up from sleep, but still cute. 

"Hey, sleepy head," she says, grinning.

"Hi," I reply, scratching my messy, slightly curly hair.

"How are you feeling?" she asks.

I feel like crap, I want to say. But I can't say that many words. Instead, I say, "Gah."

"That good, huh?" she says, chuckling.

I nod, then immediately regret it. I clutch my head. She looks at me with concern in her beautiful e/c eyes.

"Should I go get some pain killers?" she asks.

"Yes, please..." I say weakly. 

She returns a few moments later, the box of pain killers and a glass of water in her hands. She also brings two ginger biscuits. "In case you can't swallow them."

"Thanks," I say, taking two pills, a mouthful of biscuit, and gulping them down with the water.

Y/n kneels down beside my bed and props her head up on her hands. "What do you want to do today?" she asks. "If anything," she adds.

"Can we just stay here today?" I ask. "I don't think I could face the world like this."

She nods and smiles. "Well, in that case, I'm gonna go and watch some TV. Oh, and Phil went off to a meeting thing," she says. "He asked me to tell you."

She gets up and walks out.

Back to you!

You walk out of Dan's room and breathe a sigh of relief. You were trying so hard not to stare at him and make things awkward, but he was just so adorable... you ended up holding your breath around him to try and stop the cuteness overload, and the fangirl attack.

You walk down to the living room, your head still spinning with images of Dan.

You haven't been able to stop thinking about him recently, but you're certain he would never like you back. He would probably go for another girl. She would be much prettier than you - that wasn't hard to achieve.

(A/N: I'm sorry, you're all beautiful ;^;)

"I don't deserve him," you say aloud, not thinking.

In panic, you look around to check if he's at the doorway. He's not. Good.

You flick on the TV, jump onto the sofa and begin to watch Doctor Who.

*le time skip*

Dan walks in halfway through an episode, holding his head.

"Are the painkillers helping?" you ask.

"Yeah," he replies, sitting down. "Although I'm still really tired, they must be taking a while to cure that."

You look at him and giggle. "Dan... painkillers don't take away your fatigue."

He facepalms. "I knew that..."

"Of course you did," you reply, smirking at him.

*hour later*

Dan starts to get a bit more like himself again, thanks to the painkillers. 

"Wanna watch some horror movies?" he asks unexpectedly. 

"Um, sure. I'm not very good with them though," you reply, looking up briefly from your laptop. 

"Don't worry, I'll protect you from the monsters," he says, winking at you. 

You know that he meant it jokily, but it still sent tingles up your spine. You blush and smile at him.

He walks over to where all the DVDs are, and holds up Scream 2.

"How about this?" he asks. 

"Sure," you say, shrugging and closing down the lid of your laptop.

Dan puts it on and jumps back on to the sofa. You smile at him.

"Should I go and get some popcorn or something?" you ask.

"Yeah, there's some in the cupboard above the microwave," he says, pausing the film.

You make the popcorn, come back in and sit on the opposite end of the sofa to Dan, putting the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table.

"I don't bite, you know," he says, grinning at you.

You stick out your bottom lip. "But I just made this spot warm!"

He suddenly grabs the popcorn bowl off the coffee table. "If you want the popcorn, come and sit here," he says, a mischievous glint in his eye.

You cross your arms and stay where you are. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Dan shrug and begin to eat the popcorn. It sounds and smells so good... gosh darn it.

You scoot over to Dan and he offers you the popcorn bowl. You take a handful out of it.

"Changed our minds, have we?" he says, smirking at you, his dimples showing.

"Shut up," you grumble, shoving his shoulder lightly.

He smiles and puts his arm around your waist. You lay your head down on his shoulder and resume watching the movie. 

*le time skip*

The credits roll and you yawn.

"Is it somebody's bedtime?" Dan teases.

"Nooo..." You yawn again. "Okay, maybe I am a little bit tired..."

You stand up and look at him, studying his messy, curly hair and realising how good he looks in his pyjama shorts.

He looks at you too, gazing into your eyes with his warm brown ones. Time seems frozen for a moment.

You break it by yawning, unable to stop yourself. He gives you a small smile.

"Night, sleepyhead."

You grin at him. "Night, popcorn stealer." 

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