slash_100 ; 007
Title: Waltz Poynter, Finale
Fandom: McFly
Characters: Dougie Poynter/Danny Jones
Prompt: 030;Sight
Word Count: 554
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dougie's developed a rather intense infatuation, and Danny doesn't have a clue.
Author's Notes: I haven't thoroughlly checked this, so I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors.

Part One
Part Two



Dougie sat completely still, his head buried in the crook of Danny’s neck. He didn’t even move when the older boy began to play with his hair. There was an almost painful silence that filled the room, threatening to aggravate Dougie’s nerves to their breaking point, but those warm strong hands running through his hair were keeping him strangely calm. He would have been rather content if Danny stopped asking questions, but this was Danny and Danny always asked questions. More questions than really necessary.

“Why are you chasing a bloke that doesn’t even know? Maybe you should tell him. What if he fancies you too?”

Dougie felt a bit strange talking about Danny as if the boy weren’t even in the same building, when in reality it was Danny he was telling all of this to. At the same time though, it felt good to get it off his chest. He felt a pang somewhere in his heart at the thought of telling Danny, and he just closed his eyes tightly as he remained in Danny’s embrace.

“He couldn’t, it’s not possible..” he sighed, shifting his head a bit. He wanted to badly just to admit everything to Danny, but there was something holding him back. He couldn’t do it in person, he wouldn’t be able to handle the humiliation. Dougie hoped that whenever Danny found out, he wouldn’t be in the room. “Maybe if he would just open his eyes, he’d realize..” Dougie pondered, not realizing that he’d just said it aloud.

The silence that fell between he and Danny scared him, he knew Danny was racking his brain, trying to figure out who it was that had captured Dougie’s heart. As much as he wanted to move, in case Danny did figure it out, he was glued to his spot. And as much as he wanted to crawl into a hole and cry, he couldn’t. His aching heart told him to stay, to wait for Danny to understand, so he did. He waited in the thick silence for an answer, a question, anything. His breath caught in his throat when Danny muttered four little words.

“His eyes are open.”

Dougie still couldn’t move. He needed to know what Danny was thinking, even if the boy was disgusted, Dougie needed to know. He’d gone long enough, chasing and lusting after one of his best friends, and him not having the slightest idea. “Fuck..” was all that left Dougie’s mouth.

All coherent thought seemed to leave Dougie for a few moments, and it even felt like his heart had stopped beating. He was overrun with nervousness and anticipation, waiting to hear Danny tell him he’s disgusted. He swallowed heavily when he felt Danny’s nose against his cheek, and he jolted back slightly, looking up at Danny in confusion. To his surprise he didn’t meet the boy’s deep blue eyes, in fact, they were closed. Dougie’s own eyes were wide in horror, and he couldn’t fathom why Danny hadn’t shoved him away yet. He truly hadn’t been expecting the reaction he got from Danny, and so he had no idea what he was meant to do.

“D-Danny..” he stuttered out, voice unintentionally wavering. Dougie was vulnerable. Vulnerable, and completely frightened. But everything fell into their exact positions when Danny answered.

“His heart is open, too.”


fin




( x-posted to mcflyslash )