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: Sorry meant to upload this last night, this ones short so I'll put the next one up soon as! Enjoy!
Danny smiled realising it was two days in a row now he had woken up in his own bed, glad not to rush around putting his clothes on and awkwardly apologising to whichever stranger he happened to go home with the night before. He reached out knowing there would be a glass of water and some aspirin sitting on his bedside cabinet; the band joked about Tom being a mother figure, but he was always there looking after them when they needed it.
Danny sat up remembering about the night before, thinking about that girl he met at the bar, and on the dance floor, and by the loos, she just wouldn't leave him alone, literally throwing herself at him to the point he left. He remembered that taxi driver on the way home taking the piss out of his accent. He remembered the rain as he walked up to the door, and dropping his keys on the steps. He remembered getting in and Dougie shocking him as he appeared from the living room. He remembered pulling Dougie as close as possible, just to feel his warmth, to rest on his shoulder, to put his lips on his neck. Danny remembered feeling Dougie's heartbeat and him swallowing against his lips. Danny remembered his words "I do wait for you, every night."
Danny remembered staring into Dougie's eyes, waiting to hear his voice again. He remembered and smiled. Dougie had been so close, he'd said he waited up just to see Danny's smile.
"Why did I leave?" Danny groaned to himself just as there was a gentle knock at the door.
"Yes?" Danny groaned again wrapping his duvet round himself for the comfort, looking up as Dougie peered round the corner.
"Sorry Dan, just wanted to see if you were okay, its just we've got to be going in twenty minutes and Harry asked me to come get you." Dougie whispered, trying to be careful seeing Danny's fragile state. At which point Harry barged past "I did not ask you to find him, I told you to drag his sorry ass out of bed and downstairs so we can get going."
"Did you say twenty minutes? Seriously?"
"Yes he did, now get up, and find some clothes." Harry said shaking his head at Danny seeing him just in his boxers as he dropped his duvet.
Danny couldn't help but notice Dougie still stood in the doorway as Harry walked back out mumbling about laziness, Danny watched as Dougie's eyes finally came to rest on his face and smiled just as Dougie wanted. Dougie smiled sheepishly and walked back out leaving Danny to change.