A/N: So here's a short little thing for you. Something I just thought of, nothing special. You can't help but write some Danny/Lindsay fluff once in a while. Let me know whether it sucks or is actually decent!
5. Danny hates contacts. No matter how many times someone may try to convince him they are better than glasses, he never gives in. He stays with the same argument in favor of glasses; it's one less thing he has to worry about every morning and night. Plus, he claims, they itch like hell.
4. He doesn't like the Giants. Give him Yankees any day, but he'd never root for the Giants. He loves football but he could never bring himself to love the Giants; too much history with the stadium was Lindsay's guess. He maintained that the team sucked.
3. Danny was a cuddler. She'd heard stories of how he'd told Stella that 'Danny Messer ain't no cuddler' but she had evidence to prove he was. Hard, solid, concrete evidence. He was quite good at it, too. Lindsay would testify to that.
2. Danny hated Doritos. They smelled awful, tasted even worse, and left your finger all fake-cheesy. Lindsay was always sure to pick up regular potato chips for him when she was at the store. He was a classic kind of guy.
1. Danny Messer had a ring for her. He was going to propose to her tonight on their date. Right now, he was nervous as hell and hoping to the powers above that she'd say yes.