Prompt: "how can you miss me. I'm right here"
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Daniel rolled over, a heavy sigh falling past his lips as he opened his eyes. Though the sight was different than the nights before. He was greeted with the sight of your sleeping face and it made his heart drop to the pit of his stomach.
His eyes widened and his mouth fell agape. His finger tips reached out before he could stop himself, ghosting over your cheekbones.
"Y/n?" He breathed out your name in disbelief. His heart beat loudly in his ears, almost deafening when you opened your eyes.
"Are you okay Danny?" You chuckle sleepily. Your sleep filled eyes seemed to sparkle in the moonlight that crept through the half closed blinds.
He paused for a moment as his hand finally cupped the side of your cheek, his thumb rubbing under your eyes lovingly.
"Yeah, yeah I'm okay," he whispered though his eyes stung with unshed tears. If you noticed you said nothing about it.
"I just missed you" he told you gently. His words so low he almost didn't believe he even said them in the first place.
Your eyes crinkled and a soft giggled escaped your lips as you scoot close to him. "How can You miss me? Im right here silly" You playfully said.
He wanted to believe you, believe the words you said. It felt so real to him. The way your hand grazed over his skin, the way your eyes seemed to shine, the way it felt as if you were truly right next to him.
"No you're not" he whispered sadly and as if it all came crashing down his body jolted suddenly as he woke up. His breath heavy as he sat up and looked around the dark room.
His brown eyes widened more and he looked over to where you just were. Only there was no evidence of another person being there. His shoulders slumped, his mind boggled by the realistic dream.
His heart sank as he lid back down. The scent of your shampoo still on the pillow next to his, a cruel reminder that a few weeks ago it wouldn't have been a dream.
A heavy sigh escaped his lips as the reality settled in. The dream had been a cruel illusion, a bittersweet reminder of what he had lost. The pain of your breakup weighed heavily on his heart, the regret of not prioritizing your relationship gnawing at his soul at he laid there alone in the room you use to share.
In the silence of the dark room, Daniel felt a profound sense of emptiness as well as loneliness. He knew had no one to blame but himself. He knew deep down that it was his own actions, his own neglect, that had driven you away. The realization hit him like a wave, flooding him with regret and threatening to drown him in it.
He wanted to fall asleep again and go back to dream that brought you back to him. He wanted to fall back into the delusion that was easier to live in than his reality. But as he closed his eyes sleep evaded him, he chased sleep but it wouldn't stop running from him. Leaving him to only see you through the memories he held.
He hated this, wallowing in his self pity that he only brought on himself. But somewhere dark he thought he deserved it for how he treat you and your relationship, how he made you feel both were expendable and unimportant.
He could help it, he grabbed his phone and pressed call before he could stop himself.
Surprisingly you picked up despite the late hour. Not in the same time zone anymore, he reminded himself.
"Daniel? Why are you calling me" you voice sounded hushed yet it filled the room he laid in.
"I'm sorry y/n" he breathed out and you sighed from over the speaker, you were about to say more but he spoke first, "I miss you"
You sighed again and shook your head even though he could see it.
"It's late where you're at, go to sleep" was all you could say as tears filled your own eyes. Hurt bloomed in your chest because no matter how much you wanted to go back you knew you couldn't. Not when you remembered what you'd go back to if you did. Daniel wasn't a bad guy, he was good to you when it came down to it but you couldn't live with being loved from time to time.
And he knew it so he just nodded and said okay sadly.
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Mixed feelings ab this one
