The room is quiet. Nearly silent. Danny's mind has started to wander. There are many things he should be doing. A few homework assignments that need his attention, rather desperately. His bathroom is strewn with clothes from after practice that he hasn't bothered to pick up. They top an entire list actually. Yes there are many things Danny should be doing. But he doesn't.
Jackson doesn't let anyone else see him like this. This mere fact alone always sends Danny reeling. Every time. He knows Jackson's not ready to really show himself beyond the walls of Danny's room. It's unfortunate. Sometimes Danny wishes that more people could see Jackson. How he actually is. But they don't. They can't. And that makes times like this all the better. Danny tells himself he shouldn't enjoy them. But he does.
He sighs slightly, careful of his movements. Jackson's sleeping in his arms. His dark eyelashes are resting against his cheeks and his mouth isn't pinched in its usual sneer. If Danny looks close enough he can see the ghost of a smile playing at the edges of his best friend's mouth. His fingertips drift across Jackson's hand, curled loosely in the sheets. He wonders what Jackson dreams about.
A/N: Super short drabble. All I had time for. Literally written and edited in ten minutes. I'm vaguely impressed lol.
Join me people. Write something non Sterek for the Anything But Fest. Pretty please?