First TMP fic so here we go. Heard this song on the radio and I got massive Dandy feels so I figured it was time.

Song credit: Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys (I can't find a non-live version of the song but here are the full lyrics . )

Also I saw one tumblr post about him dancing to cheer her up but he had planned to do it in private so credit to whoever it was, if you read this tell me it was you and I can edit.

I use the f-word twice in here so. Uh. Warning? I guess.

Danny unlocked his apartment door and struggled through with what was left of his gingerbread house. A cold breeze hit him immediately and he groaned when he remembered he had left a window open that morning for a quick smoke. He sighed in resignation, not really surprised that something else was going wrong today. He headed towards the kitchen and plopped the gingerbread house down on the counter. Jeremy really went at it; there were bite marks all over the edges. "Food addiction is a real problem" he muttered to himself. He quickly went to the open window to shut it, grateful that no snow had blown in while he was gone.

An hour later he was sitting on his couch with a glass in his hand. He had stared at his liquor cabinet for a good ten minutes trying to decide who was going to help him with his sorrows tonight. After Mindy had spent the night and revealed her feelings for Cliff he had what was left of his whiskey. Tonight he felt more on edge than before so he decided to go with the tequila. Maybe because it reminded him of her. Then again, everything did. He felt so stupid for the dance and thinking it would actually work and show her how he felt. He should have just stuck with the medical gauze.
He had this whole thing planned where he was going to get her alone, maybe before work, and do the dance and then finally man up and tell her about his feelings. That way she could make an informed decision about him and Cliff. The entire thing went awry when he saw her upset about Cliff on the floor. He wanted to be with her, but he wanted her to be happy. So he decided to cheer her up. And then she was so grateful and he knew where she wanted it to go but.. it just wouldn't have been fair to put all of that on her when she was busy thinking about someone else. He'd been holding it in for so long that he knew as soon as he kissed her he'd tell her everything. He didn't want her to get angry or worse, reject him. Not yet at least.

Danny looked at his tequila and took a swig. It burned going down but he liked how it made everything seem less important and serious. He got the idea of the dance from Mindy herself in one of the letters she wrote while she was in Haiti. Something about how she could kill to go to a good night club to dance. It made him think of when they went to that club where she met that loser Josh and how she complimented his dancing. He didn't think it was a big deal but she was impressed and he wanted to impress her again. Well, she had to know something now, right? Or did she think that friends with platonic feelings did incredibly personal dances for each other?

He downed the rest of his glass and put it down on the coffee table. He looked over towards the wrecked house and chuckled to himself. It seemed like a pretty accurate depiction of the situation. If he wanted a physical representation of where everything was, it would be a half destroyed gingerbread house. Fuck it, he thought, and got up and started walking towards his closet. If he was going to mope about how badly he tanked everything with Mindy he might as well go all the way and pull out the letters too. He stumbled a little while entering his bedroom and giggled to himself. He made it to the closet and tried to squat down but ended up lying on his side. Maybe he had more tequila than he thought. The angle that he was facing let him see behind some boxes he had on the floor and it looked like an old battery-powered radio had fallen behind the boxes between the wall. He rolled over on his stomach and grabbed the radio, not even remembering that he had it in the first place, though with all the dust it had accumulated he wasn't surprised.

He turned the radio over and checked for batteries. Huh, he said pleasantly and flipped it over again and turned it on. Suddenly the closet was filled with deafening static noise and he almost screamed. He definitely didn't expect that. He quickly turned the volume down and wiped some of the dust off the glass screen so he could see the stations. He fiddled with the dial for a while, curious about how well it would still work and pick up a radio station. The first station he found was all in Spanish, and the next one seemed to be Broadway show soundtracks. He quickly passed a Katy Perry song; he didn't need to be reminded of Mindy that badly. Where's the Bruce? he thought starting to get irritated with the lack of good music on the radio today.

"This is a new song by the Arctic Monkeys, and it happens to be my new obsession so here we have it: Do I Wanna Know?" the radio host said and Danny was about to keep searching when the song started and something about the beat drew him in.

"I dreamt about you nearly every night this week"

He kind of looked around the closet as if checking to see if someone was watching him. He had been dreaming of Mindy ever since she stayed over. They were always in his apartment, only with different scenarios. They were always together and not once was Cliff's name in there. Sometimes he'd wake up and remember it was just a dream and the crushing jealousy and frustration would immediately hit him.

"Do I wanna know; If this feeling flows both ways?"

They were so close tonight. It wasn't right though and sure she was attracted him but he wanted more than just a one night fling followed by awkward work encounters. But he wasn't really ready to lay it all on the line either.

"Ever thought of calling when you've had a few? 'Cause I always do"

He could suddenly feel his phone in his right pants pocket. It was like the song was inside his head or trying to tell him something. This was the first time he had gotten drunk since Mindy had stayed over because he almost called her the next night and he didn't trust himself to not give in to the desire. There was nothing manly or romantic about drunk dialing someone.

"It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you; I don't know if you feel the same as I do; But we could be together if you wanted to"

Danny dropped the radio on the floor and rubbed his eyes with his hand. It was like this song was written for him. About him. And Mindy. He thought about the hug she gave him at the office and he could almost smell her perfume. He wanted to hold her again so badly. He reached down to turn the radio off before he really let it get to his head but wasn't quick enough to not hear

"Baby we both know; That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day"

That was it. He was tired of not saying anything. I'm a grown man for fucks sake, he pepped himself. I'm not a child anymore. Christina had told him enough times that he wasn't emotionally available and he wanted to start with a clean slate with Mindy. Everything on the table. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, a strange almost giddy feeling coming over him.