Author's Note (Monster): Hello, our lovelies. I honestly don't know what to say. I had to retreat because my mental health was suffering? I wanted to refrain from posting anything because I knew I'd just end up ruining the stories with ugly filler chapters. I wanted to wait until I could finally write a post-worthy chapter. Unfortunately I still haven't been able to do that so I'm posting a story I was working on a few months ago. It's a light and fun one, so I hope you guys will forgive my absence, not that I think many of you noticed. Enjoy.

"Stupid machine!" Danny called out, knocking his fist harshly on top of the malfunctioning desktop. I arched an eyebrow as I watched the older one look around to try and see what wasn't work. "Need help?"

"No! I can do this, fuck you very much", Danny grumbled.

Right, almost forgot. He was angry with me again. Why? Don't ask me why. Probably because he was annoyed for doing something he didn't quite like. No idea what though. Maybe because I got high in the middle of our card game? No? I didn't know. I did know he needed my help with the computer. "What does it say?"

"It says I have absolutely no storage room but I do! I just got myself three fucking Tera!"

"Damn, that's a big one. I think you need to check out your SSD because that could be the reason of malfunction. At least, it was the error of my own desktop at home."

"This IS your fucking home", Danny snarled at me.

I meant my previous home, you dipshit, but I didn't say that. A while ago I had moved out of my own apartment as my girlfriend, Anna, had dumped me. Danny only just got divorced so of course he offered me to live in his lonesome big house until I found a residence of my own. It had been quite alright up to now.

"You know what I mean. Now let me look at your computer."

He didn't resist as I got up from the couch and walked up to him to test a few things on his desktop. It was a new one and already had an error but it wasn't the fault of the computer. I was right about the malfunction. I rubbed my face. "This shit's gonna cost but I know a guy who can fix it."

Danny folded his arms. "I can't afford anything right now. I spent my every penny on this computer."

"I could pay for you", I murmured.

Danny raised an eyebrow. "Then how would I repay you?"

With a kiss.

He widened his eyes. Wait… I said that out loud, didn't I? He frowned and looked confused for a moment. I rubbed the back of my head. "On the cheek, like I don't know. I'm trying to say it's just a friendly gesture. No money involved."

Nicely done, Funny, nicely done.

Danny shifted uncomfortably. "So I have to repay you with a kiss on the cheek?"

"If you want to", I whispered.

He folded his arms. "But this is going to cost quite a lot. You're only asking that?"

"Yeah."

"That's too little. How about you get a kiss for every day my computer is with that guy?"

"That's alright too."

I hope his computer magically disappears so he has to kiss me for the rest of my life. God can strike me down right here and now if I didn't admit I had a crush on Danny.

"That doesn't mean I forgive you for yesterday."

"What did I do again?"

"Exactly", he scolded. He stepped closer to me and yanked me down by my collar. He pressed a delicate kiss on my cheekbone and let go of me again. "You're not forgiven."

With nothing but a fragile peck on the cheek, he left me to stare at him as he proudly walked away into his own room. Truth be told, I really had the hots for him. Maybe he was my rebound for Anna? No, probably not. Danny could never be a rebound. He was an angel, sweet and fragile. He was always there for me and now I had finally fallen for the love and care he gave me.

I shook my head to clear the thoughts up and groaned. "Danny! Won't you help me pack up your desktop? I gotta transport it!"

"No!" came the shouted reply from his room.

Fucking prick, he'd better kiss me real good next time.

I gathered the desktop, no screen, no keyboard, no mouse and walked it to the door where I put it in the hallway. I opened the door and pressed my key to unlock the car. With the heavy desktop in my arms again, I stumbled to the car and eventually got it in the trunk. "Yes!"

Luckily the singer didn't watch my humiliating performance of not being able to fit the thing in my trunk without practically throwing it in there like it was the pit of hell.

Sighing deeply, I shut the trunk and drove up to my friends' house. I knew he was home and he had told me I could come by any time I liked, even if it was unannounced. I knocked his door and watched as he opened up. "Hey, Dylan! Nice to see you. Didn't know you returned from tour."

"Yeah, we arrived yesterday morning and celebrated it in the evening."

He let me in and I closed the door behind me.

"What brings you to me? I'm guessing technical troubles. Or are you here to catch up?"

I shook my head. "Sorry, man, not here to catch up. My housemate's computer broke down and it needs a new SSD. Could you be my guy for that?"

My friend smiled and nodded. "Of course. Anything for an old friend. What kind did you have in mind?"

"Well, it was a new one but apparently, a malfunctioning one. It had 128 GB so I propose you boost it up with a new one of 256 GB. He'll be happy with it."

"Sounds good", he said.

"Now, I hate to get formal but what's it gonna cost?"

He chuckled. "Over a hundred bucks for sure but I first have to check if I have any available. If not, I'll have to order one."

"Crap. Well, when do you think it'll be ready? We're leaving for another tour in a month."

My friend pursed his lips thoughtfully. "I'll do it in seven days for you. Even if I have to order it, it'll be ready in seven days."

I nodded and that's when he cracked a smile.

"I suppose my friend who's all about punctuality brought the computer with him in the trunk now, didn't he?"

I grinned and nodded. He followed me outside and helped me take out the heavy desktop only to put it down on his desk. "As I said, It'll be ready in seven days."

After chatting a bit with my old friend, I drove home again.

In just a week the computer would be repaired. Seven days for Danny to kiss me. Seven minutes in heaven, anyone?

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