Title: I just want your touch.
Rating: High!
Warnings: Slash, Male/Male, Pones! Dougie/Danny
Summary: Dougie wishes Danny would see him as more than just a friend. He wishes this love wasn't unrequited.
Disclaimer: McFly own themselves. ;P
A/N: So this is my first published story. I've got half of it written so it shouldn't take to long to upload. Hope you like, R&R if so!
It was in the early hours of the morning that Dougie got up off the sofa to look out the window once more. Tom and Harry had gone to bed hours beforehand in order to get some 'beauty sleep' before their TV interview day tomorrow. Danny had gone out 'for a drink' with some other friends. Five hours after he left, Dougie was checking to see if he could see Danny coming up the street, he didn't expect to anymore, what with the street being empty every 10 minutes for the past two hours when he checked out the window.
Dougie was starting to worry about Danny. It had been two months since Danny's ex-girlfriend had dumped him without any reason to Dougie's knowledge, and Dougie watched as every night he would go out with other friends that Dougie had never met, and he would sit and wait for him to get back, wanting to see Danny safely to bed. Usually resulting in Tom finding Dougie asleep on the sofa in the mornings.
Dougie returned to the TV to watch some repeat and zoned out, his mind focussed only on Danny. Dougie couldn't help but think about his smile, the way his eyes lit up as the corners of his lips rose. Those beautiful lips that Dougie would find himself staring at, just wanting to touch, to drag his fingers along, to press his own lips against. Dougie shook himself from these thoughts reminding himself it couldn't happen, it wouldn't happen, Danny was straight and right now needed his friend to help him through his break-up. But this didn't stop Dougie from fantasising. It didn't stop Dougie from watching as Danny would wander topless around the house. It didn't stop Dougie from wishing Danny would hug him tighter or wishing that it was Danny's hand wandering under his t-shirt over his chest right now. Closing his eyes Dougie's hand tweaked a nipple, trailed circles down his stomach and pushed its way under his jeans, the other hand having already undone his belt. His hand rubbing over the cotton of his boxers, pressing harder and harder, as Dougie's lips parted a moan escaping his throat before swallowing. Dougie's fingers moving to the waistband of his boxers ready to dive in and feel bare flesh shot away as he heard the front door opening. Jumping up from the sofa doing up his belt as he walked to the doorway and peered round it to see Danny slipping his boots off.
A smiled graced Dougie's lips "Morning Dan" he teased.
Danny turned in shock, not expecting him to be awake, after last night walking into the living room to see Dougie sprawled fast asleep over the sofa with the television playing some daytime TV repeat. Danny pulled off his damp coat and hung it up before walking to Dougie dragging him in for a hug, wrapping his arms around Dougie's waist so their chests were pressed together. Unaware of Dougie's heartbeat increasing Danny laid his head onto his shoulder and pushed his face against the warmth of Dougie's neck.
"Good to see you're awake for once." Danny mumbled against his throat, causing Dougie to chuckle, embarrassed.
"Normally you're just curled up on the sofa fast asleep. I like to think you try to wait up for me at night, but I guess Tom just gives up pulling you away from the TV screen and sending you to bed." Danny smiled against Dougie's skin feeling him swallow.
"I do Dan" Dougie whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"I do wait for you, every night. Just wanting to see you safe, to see …" Dougie stopped, knowing he had gone too far.
"See what?"
"Nothing Dan." Danny pulled away from Dougie's neck to look at his face, trying to work out what he wanted to say.
"Tell me Dougs. Please?" What was it about those eyes? Dougie just couldn't help but want to pour his heart out too, to tell him everything in just one blink. Then Danny smiled and Dougie couldn't help but say.
"To see that, that smile on your face Dan." Dougie looked down blushing.
"Hmm, sweet kid." Danny said as he looked away from Dougie, patting his shoulder and walking towards the stairs. Dougie's eyes followed him watching as he stumbled up the last step and hearing as he closed his door, shutting Dougie out.
Dougie walked back to turn off the television and followed Danny upstairs but to his own room across the corridor. He unbuttoned his shirt, dropping it to the floor pulling off his jeans before getting into bed, his mind back on Danny, back to how he pressed himself against Dougie's body, how his lips were touching Dougie's throat, back to that smile and those deep blue eyes falling to Dougie's own. A smile appeared on Dougie's lips, his eyes closing and a false hope appearing in his heart that Danny wanted him too, as his hand ran back down his chest to resume his earlier activities.