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violetstarcatcher · 6 months

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Everything I Do - Danny Wagner

This is my Danny series 'Everything I Do' based off the Brian Adams song!! I wrote this intending to make you sob your eyes out. I think it's going to be a 10 chapter series but it's still TBD.

I know, I know......you're welcome.

It's also disgustingly smutty but that's COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT.

Danny x Reader

Warnings: Kissing.... and that's pretty much it lmao. (smut in future chapters) 18+ MINORS GET LOST

Anyway enjoy!

It was late summer. I was driving along his little street with the windows down going well over the speed limit. It had only been four days since I’d seen him last but it was definitely still too long.

He’d been in Detroit for a show and his band had booked some studio time over the weekend. I always desperately missed him when he was away, which seemed to be more and more frequently.

My brown hair whipped around my face and got sucked out the window as I drove closer and closer to his house. I’ve known him since grade school and fell head over heels when he practically begged my dad to let him take me on a date.

I swirled my spaghetti around my fork and put it in my mouth. As I was chewing, I heard a soft knock on the front door. I looked up at my dad from across the table questioningly.

“Do you know who that could be?” He asked me. I shrugged and turned my attention back to my dinner. He push his chair back and walked over to the front door. I looked up from my plate as my unlocked and opened the front door.

“Daniel, my boy!” My dad greeted him with a big smile. I felt my heart jump at his name. “Come in, come in!” He stepped off to the side and waved him to come into our house.

Danny walked through my door and turned his head in my direction, offering me a smile grin. I smiled back at him and tried to swallow my food, only for it to get stuck halfway down my throat and I choked loudly.

I didn’t want to spit my food back into my plate, but I had to get it out as I continued to choke on it. I stumbled out of my chair and ran to the trash can so I could cough it out of my lungs.

I looked back up at them, well aware that my face was very red. Partially due to embarrassment, and partially from the lack of oxygen I had just undergone.

I offered a small smile and Danny giggled and shook his head at me. “You good there, Y/N?” My dad asked, his eyebrows furrowed in slight concern. I gave him two thumbs up, still to embarrassed to speak.

Danny turned his attention back towards my dad and shook his hand. It was then I took notice of the little stems and cellophane wrapping barely peaking out from behind his back.

I squinted my eyes at it in hopes to see it better. They had been talking but I completely tuned them out in my attempt to guess what he held behind him.

“Of course, Danny.” My dad said loudly patting him on the shoulder, snapping me out of zoning out. “I’m sure she won’t mind finishing her dinner up in her room while we talk. Right, Y/N?” My dad directed at me.

“W-what?” I stuttered. “You don’t mind going upstairs for a bit while me and Danny have a little talk, right?” He raised his eyebrows in question. I looked between the two of them, trying to formulate a good sentence, only I had no clue was to say.

Why does he want to talk to my dad? Without me? That’s so weird that he’s here. He’s never done this. What’s behind his back? Why do I have to leave?

“Right, Y/N?” My dad said a little louder. “Nope.” I finally managed. “Not at all.” I muttered under my breath. I kept my eyes to the floor as I walked over to the table to grab my plate.

I walked a little slower than I should have on my way over to the stairs. I looked between them and at my dad’s hand still on his shoulder. I shook my head and started up the stairs feeling a single pair of eyes watching me on the way up.

I closed my door and leaned my back up against it. I leaned my head back and shut my eyes. ‘You wanna know what they’re talking about don’t you?’ Said my consciousness, mocking me. I set my plate down on my desk and threw myself onto my bed.

“Shut up.” I said out loud. ‘Why don’t you go sit on the stairs and listen?’ It told me. I groaned into my pillow. I laid there for while. First 5 minutes, then 10, then 15, then 25… I thought they’d never be done.

I got up from my bed and went to the door. As I reached for the handle I heard a little knock from the other side, causing me to yank my hand back, then rushing to open it a little too quick.

There stood Danny in my doorway, rosy cheeks and a huge smile, and a bouquet of an eclectic assortment of little flowers in hand. He stood there, smiling down at me.

The awkward tension started to build between us as we stared each other down. “These are for you.” He said suddenly shoving them into my arms. “I- oh…” I stumbled out, startled. “Uh- thank you, I guess. I mean- yes. Or- thank you. Yeah… thanks.”

My face heated up so I hid it from him by sticking my face into the bouquet, pretending to smell the little flowers. “I love them.” He shifted his feet slightly and looked down at his hands, which I noticed were slightly trembling. “Can I come in?” He spoke, barely above a whisper.

I nodded and stepped out of his way. As he walked by me, I could tell he smelled good. Really good. Not that he ever smelled bad, but he never smelled like… that.

He walked around my room looking at my bed and the walls like it was his first time being there. I placed the flowers on my desk, next to my now cold plate of food.

“So… what did you and dad talk about?” I asked, being too nosy to wait any longer. “Oh- uh…” he looked at me and scratched the back of his neck. I put my hands on my hips when he turned away from me and sat down on my bed. He looked up and held out his hand to me, which I took, concealing a smile.

We sat next to each other on my bed, both looking at our hands still together. “That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about, Sunny.” I smiled at the nickname.

“I- um…” he started to say, then he chuckled to himself and lifted his other hand to scratch the back of his head. “Sorry, I’m a little nervous…” he laughed out. “It’s just me, Danny.” I said matter of factly.

“I know… but that’s why I’m nervous.” He brushed his foot on my rug. “But you already tell me everything.” He looked up at me. “Well…” My heart dropped a little. “What did you do?” I asked him slowly and cautiously. “Nothing!” He responded a bit too loud. “Nothing… I didn’t do anything.”

“Okay…” I drew out, still throughly confused. An awkward silence filled the air. ‘Please just say something, Danny.’ I begged him in my head. As if he heard my thoughts, he turned his head over in my direction. I met his gaze and his eyes swept over my face.

“Y/N, I…” he started to say. “Yes?” I asked eagerly, desperate for him to say something. Anything. “I..” He tried again. “Yes..?” I pried.

“I think I… like you.” He spoke barely above a whisper. My breath caught in my throat. “And not like friend. I mean, of course I still like you as a friend but not as much anymore.” He started rambling. “Not that I like you less that I did, because I still like you a lot obviously. You’re like… my best friend. And I don’t want to ruin that with you at all” I stared at him in disbelief. I’d wanted him to say this to me for years, and now that he was, I wasn’t sure how to respond.

“But you’re so pretty, beautiful actually” he corrected himself with a nervous laugh. “You’re definitely the prettiest person I know. You’re smart, and hilarious, and I just really like you as more than a friend.”

“I guess I technically came here to ask you out, but I wanted to ask your dad first because I didn’t want him to get mad at me if I didn’t. So brought you flowers and I forgot what you said your favorites were so I just got a bunch of random ones that I thought were pretty.”

I blinked, stunned by what he was telling me, barely registering his words. He was looking everywhere but at me as he was rambling on and on.

“I’m mostly nervous because I don’t want you to say no, which is fine if you do. I know your my best friend and I don’t know if you like me or not, but Sunny I REALLY like you and I wasn’t sure what to do about it so I asked my mom and she…”

I wasn’t quite sure what took over me in that moment, but I reached over and grabbed his face with both of my hands, and pushed my lips to his. It took me the entirety of five seconds for my eyes to shot open and realize what I was doing.

I moved my hands to his chest and pushed him away a little too hard. We looked at each other for a few seconds before a clapped my hands over my mouth. “I’m so sorry.” I told him with wide eyes. “I don’t know why I did that.”

His eyes burned into my skin as he stared at me. I felt suddenly self conscious so I looked into my lap as the heat rose to my face. I watched as his hands made there way to my hands, and he gently pulled them down.

Looking up, I saw he was smiling down at me. He shifted slightly closer to me on my bed, pulling me towards him. We stared at each other and I saw his eyes barely flicker down to my mouth causing me to involuntarily do the same.

He leaned into me and placed his hands on either side of my neck. A magnetic force pulled us together until our lips met in the middle, creating a fluttering feeling in my chest that traveled to my head and all the way down to my toes.

Long story short, we awkwardly made out on my bed until my dad came in and scared Danny to near death. The rest is history. It wasn’t until two years later Danny told me that he had to quite literally beg my dad to say yes. I was surprised he said yes, considering we were only in eighth grade, and not even fifteen yet.

But we’ve been stuck to each other since then. The bubbles in my stomach started moving around in anxious excitement as I neared his house. Most of the time they met at the Kiszka’s, who were the rest of the band, but they were a little bit out of town so they just came back to Danny’s.

I saw their van as I came around a bend in the street and smiled ear to ear. They were all standing outside in the yard. I got a little closer and honked my horn three long times and they all looked over to my car. I quickly swung into his driveway next to his mothers Subaru.

I turned off my car and threw the keys in the drivers seat. Pushing the car door open, I almost tripped going to fast. I ran around to the other side, where four boys stood smiling widely at me.

Danny took a few big steps towards me with his arms open, which I gladly jumped into. I buried my face in the crook of his neck as he feathered my shoulder with a thousand little kisses around the spaghetti strap of my tank top.

“Hey you.” He whispered between kisses. “How’re you?” I giggled into his neck. “I’m good, how’re you?”

“I’m great now that you’re back.”

“It was four days.” He laughed as he set me on my feet again.

“Exactly. Too long.” I said, keeping my arms around his neck, looking up at him.

“You’re such a goober.” He brushed my cheek with one hand. “Sometimes I wonder how you survived that tour last year.”

“I didn’t survive.” I said seriously. “I died a week and a half in, then you revived me just now.”

He shook his head and laughed. “Well I’m glad I was able to do that for you.” I pulled him down to me and kissed him. We pulled away when I heard a cough from behind him.

“Alright I hate to break up this cute little love fest we got going on here, but it’s my turn. Back off Dan.”

I moved my hands down to Danny’s waist and peaked behind him.

“Sammy!” I yelled and ran to him. Sam wrapped his arms around me and I threw my arms around his neck. He picked me up and spun me around a few times before setting me back on the ground.

“Y/N, oh my gosh, we have so much to tell you!” He laughed and ran his fingers through his hair. “The studio was so nice and it was huge! And the show was amazing! It was almost two thousand people!” He told me excitedly while we held on to each others forearms.

“They even knew the words to Highway Tune! Sun, I wish you could have seen it! It was the best thing ever!”

“They did?!” I shouted. Sam eagerly nodded his head. “Sam that’s amazing! Gosh…” I laughed and put my hand to my forehead.

I saw Josh and Jake watching us banter back and forth in our excitement. I let go of Sam’s arm and skipped over to them. “Hey!”

“Oh now she notices us!” Josh said sarcastically, clearly holding in a smile. “Shut up and give me a hug, dummy.” I laughed and Josh pulled me into one. When he let go I went to give Jake the same. “Hey kiddo.” He smiled at me.

“Jake, you’re not even three years older than me.” I told him, shaking my head and laughing. He just giggled and shrugged.

“Let’s go in” I suggested. “It’s hot out here.” I looked around and saw Danny wasn’t with us anymore. As if he read my thoughts Sam said, “He already went inside, probably to see his mom.”

“Ah, let’s definitely go in then.” I started towards the door. I walked in the door, holding in open for the brothers. “Ladies first.” I smirked as Sam walked up. “Oh, in that case, Jake, go right ahead of me.” Josh laughed loudly and Jake smacked him on the back of the head. “Ow, jerk.” Josh sneered at him. “Oh shut it, you baby.” Jake snickered.

Sam and I shared a knowing glance so I pulled him inside by his hand, shutting the door on the bickering twins.

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