Title: A Kiss
Rating: T :)
Pairing: Dougie/Danny [McFly]
Warnings: Homosexual themes: don't like, don't read!
Summary: Danny's a bit drunk, Doug takes him home :)
A/N: Hi :D Another McSlash story here, Pones! :D
Supporting a drunk Danny, Dougie dragged them both to the kitchen counter, manoeuvring them so Danny could lean on the counter instead of him.
"Dougie," Danny slurred, a goofy grin on his face, "you're an awesome mate… ya know that?"
Dougie hid his grin by turning to the sink and filling a glass up with water.
He turned back around handing the glass to Danny, "Drink it, you'll need it."
"Pssh," Danny laughed, but obediently took it and gulped half of it down in one go. Danny decided he should make a toast about Dougie, raising his glass.
Unfortunately he raised his glass a bit faster than he had anticipated and sprayed Dougie with the leftover water.
"Oh, sorry, Doug," Danny mumbled, grabbing a cloth from the side, "here let me."
He pressed the towel to his stomach, attempting to get it dry. If he wasn't so drunk, he would have noticed Dougie gasp, his body still, chest heaving.
"There you go," Danny laughed, flinging the cloth away somewhere, looking up at Dougie, "Doug…?"
Dougie was gazing at Danny, eyes wide, mouth slightly open.
Danny frowned, trying to work out why he was like this. Dougie took a step forward, their bodies barely touching each other.
"One second," Dougie whispered, licking his lips.
Danny let out a confused squeak as his head leant forwards towards him, lips touching his own. He drunkenly responded by kissing him back, letting Dougie slide his tongue in.
A smash brought the two apart: the glass Danny had held was now littering the floor in pieces.
"Shit," Dougie muttered, avoiding his eyes, "I dunno what- I'm sorry."
And with that, Danny watched as Dougie fled, pushing past Tom and Harry as they tried to enter the kitchen. His heart thumped hard, butterflies bouncing around in his stomach. There was no doubt that he was sober now.
"Whoa," Tom asked, "What happened here?"
"Dougie was crying, wasn't he?" Harry said, frowning as he head over to the fridge.
All Danny could do was shrug and stare vacantly at the wall opposite, hearing Dougie's bedroom door slam shut, thinking of how right the kiss seemed.
A/N2: Oof, love it :)
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