Author's Note (Awoken): Hello, my lovelies, these drabbles are weird as fuck, I know, but I had to get them off my mind. There will be a lot of drabbles here so I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

WARNING: there's some fluffy gay stuff in here, nothing bad though, but if you don't like it, turn back, please. No hate! The pairing here is Danny x Funny Man so Enjoy The Story

If there was one thing Danny had trouble with, it was adjusting. Only a while ago had the others offered for him to replace Deuce in their band. Sure, he'd been touring with them for a very long time so he knew exactly how the routine went. He knew how they performed, he knew their song writing rituals, he knew every single lyric, but he was just afraid of being in the center of the attention. Deuce used to be their front man and by replacing him, he would get a lot of shit thrown to his head. He was worried about that because he was absolutely right! He sighed as he scrolled through the comments on their latest video "Dead Bite". Most were awful comments about how Deuce was a lot better and how Danny ruined the whole band. It made him feel so bad about himself. He never choose to be a poor replacement. He never wanted any of this. He only wanted to have fun with his five friends.

After one of their recent concerts, a fan had walked up to him and told him he wasn't as good as Deuce. She accused him of lip-synching. He didn't lip-synch. He would never do that to the fans who bothered coming to see them. Pouting he closed the computer and rolled over in his bunk. He was just so restless because of all the hate he was causing. Because of all the hate he wasn't able to concentrate lately. During interviews he'd be quiet, shift in his seat, but that was it. While he was restlessly tossing and turning in his bed, the others were out for a drink except for Johnny, who was sick in his berth. He was solid asleep and Danny decided to join him and fall asleep too.

He awoke to the sound of the door opening and watched as shadows entered. Danny yawned and stretched, sitting up. "Guys?"

Charlie walked past, obviously drunk off his ass. J-Dog crawled into bed and Da Kurlzz mirrored the move. Funny Man was the only one who was kind enough to look up to his bunk. He placed his hands on the side and stepped on a small ledge to see Danny better. "Hey, what are you doing awake?"

"I was asleep, but only for about an hour or something."

Funny Man gave him a soft smile and ruffled his head. "Real sexy with the sleepy head, Dannyboy."

Danny pulled away, swatting the hand away. Usually he enjoyed the teasing, but tonight he was just not up for any bullshit. He wanted to erase the memories of the mean comments coming from the fans Hollywood Undead had lost since he joined the band. Funny Man's smile faltered. "What's wrong, dude?"

"Nothing special. I'm just not really cheery tonight", he answered, turning on his side, facing the wall so he wouldn't have to look at Funny Man's worried face anymore. He mentally apologized about a hundred times, but he just couldn't cave in. He wasn't a pussy. He was a fucking member of Hollywood Undead! The Mexican sighed and Danny thought he was safe. He was wrong. He felt his berth lower because of the extra weight and turned around startled to see Funny Man lying on the berth on his back. He actually looked pretty comfortable. He put his hands behind his head as a cushion and stretched with a loud yawn. "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's up."

"Then don't leave", Danny said, turning back to the wall. If the other really wanted to play that game, he could, but Danny wouldn't tell him anything. Again the berth shifted and once again Danny thought the Mexican had left, but he was wrong. He felt and arm sneak around his waist. A warmth covered his back and he felt his breath in his neck. "Come on, Danny. Bottling up feelings isn't good", he whispered.

Danny sighed and put his hand around the other's hand on his stomach. "I'm just a bit sad tonight."

"What's making you sad?"

"The fans."

"What about the fans?"

"They don't like me. They want Deuce back", Danny spilled, his voice breaking and a worried frown placed upon his forehead. Funny Man tightened his grip around the other. "That's not true."

"You didn't read the comments on our new video. They all say I suck. A fan walked up to me and told me I didn't belong with you guys!" Danny complained, feeling just how much he'd been bottling up those emotions. He was so busy hiding it, he didn't notice how it tore him into pieces. Surprisingly he felt Funny Man nuzzle his neck and it was even more surprising that he enjoyed it. "They need to accept that it didn't work out with Deuce. We're happy to have you with us. We love you. Especially me. You're awesome."

Danny smiled and intertwined their fingers. "Thanks."

Funny Man propped himself up a bit to place a kiss on his cheek and moved back into place. "Sleep tight."

"Don't let the dead bite", Danny sighed, shuffling backwards into the warm hug his friend was offering him. Maybe he was more than a friend, he didn't know. All he knew, was that he definitely enjoyed Funny Man's company. He was probably the sweetest to him. Even sweeter than J-Dog, which seemed impossible when he joined. Though the way Funny Man was treating him, eased his nerves. It reassured him that things would settle down. It would all fall into place and calm down. Eventually they would get a huge fanbase. A fanbase full of fans who loved both Deuce and Danny. Maybe they had a slight preference for either one of them, but at least they wouldn't come up to Danny to scold him. The new singer smiled at the thought and turned around in his bed, facing Funny Man and kissing his nose. "Thank you."

The Mexican stirred a little, but didn't wake up. He only had a blissful smile on his face.

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