It's been a few weeks since Dan came back, and I still have a hard time believing that he's actually home. I find myself watching him all the time. He's changed so much. I'd say the change was such that I hardly recognize him, but that wouldn't be true. At the core he's still the same. Confusing right?
Let me explain. It's like he's changed in so many small ways that it changed him a lot. He has slightly different habits, a slightly different style, even his way of speaking is different. But he's still Dan if you know what I mean. He's a little less pessimistic, yet his love of irony is still there.
I'm loving rediscovering all his little quirks and habits. He has a dog now; although if he's living here he has to convince the landlady to let him keep it. It's so cute seeing him and his dog.
Ha! It's too cute, and I have to drag him to bed. I don't think I'll ever be sick of having him. I've probably spent more time in bed with him than doing anything else. His body is one of those things that changed. I can tell he finally started exercising simply because he's not as soft as he used to be. He's all hard planes and angles now. I can't stop touching him.
Oops, I've been watching him without saying anything for awhile now. He's giving me that amused look I just love. I want to kiss the expression off his face. How this beautiful man came into my life, walked out, and now finally is in my life to stay I'll never know.
Author's Note: This is the first chapter of the sequel to my fanfic "Seven." I suggest you go read that if you haven't already. I know this is really short. It's more of a drabble-like intro than an actual chapter. The rest of the story should be longer.