Poor Danny - he's facing an inquisition here, and poor lad, he's between a rock and a hard place. Just imagine being questioned about your first night with the love of your life, by your best friend and your girl's big brother!
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"So – " Don started, with an evil grin, "Let's get the – " he stopped, suddenly looking over at Nick. " You know this would be much more fun if you weren't Lindsay's brother."
"Nick, my man, you're my new best friend" Danny grinned, clapping Nick on the shoulder and sighing with relief.
""Oy!" Don yelped, his blue eyes glinting with laughter. "I'm hurt. Really I am. Cast aside like old socks, pierces a man's heart that does!"
"Shut up Flack'" came the well timed reply from both Nick and Danny.
"Shut up yourself," came the retort, and even Don shook his head in despair at that one. "Anyway, before we descend even further into the playground, what can you tell us then? What can you tell us that will satisfy my need for details, and won't get the living daylights beaten out of you by big brother here?"
Danny grinned over at them as he stood in his kitchenette making coffee. What could he tell them? Could he tell them that he had just had the best night of his life? That he had just proved that sex isn't everything, that what he and Lindsay had went deeper than purely physical, that what they shared, it was magical, it was perfect, it was, it – he was in love, they were in love, and it was the most amazing thing he'd ever felt in his entire life. That just thinking about her made him smile, made his heart race, that –
"Aw, look at the boy, he's gone all – "
"Finish that sentence, Don. Go on, I dare you, finish it" Danny said with the best attempt at a glare he could find, coming over and slamming a mug of coffee down in front of Don.
"Well?" Nick took over for Don, grinning as Don shot him a look of thanks.
"You too?" Danny looked over at Nick in despair, a cup of coffee now sitting in front of Nick.
"Me too. You heard my Mum, we're leaving tonight and I have to have proof that Linds is happy. That you make her happy. So, without making my ears bleed and my brain melt, tell us about last night." Nick said.
Danny plonked his mug back down on the coffee table before slumping back on the couch, eyes closed as he thought about what to say. Nick and Don watched as a radiant smile made its way across his face as he thought about Lindsay.
"I love her," he said, sitting up and looking over at them. "It's as simple as that. I love her"
Nick watched him for a moment, before breaking into a grin of his own. "You really do, don't you,"
Danny nodded. "I really do. I love her more than I ever thought I could love a woman. She makes me smile, you know? She – it's like my heart misses a beat when I see her, and knowing she feels the same about me, it's – " he stopped, a grin blushing its way across his face. " Yeah, well, whatever. That's it. Just that I love her. Ok?"
Don glanced over at Nick, who grinned back at him, and they both sat back on the couch, arms folded, waiting in silence. Danny groaned, running a tired hand over his face and through his ruffled hair.
"What?? You two are the worst best friends ever. Give me a break here!"
Don and Nick stayed silent, each biting back a grin as Danny groaned again.
"Ok, ok. Well, me and Linds, we talked, we really talked last night, got everything out in the open. I told her I love her and she told me she loves me too. We talked for hours, and then we fell asleep, and then we woke up to some maniac thumping on the door and then you lot were here and your Mum kidnapped Montana, and she's probably being grilled just like I am. Ok? That enough details for you? That satisfy your morbid curiosities?" Danny said, gulping back the last of his coffee.
Don turned to Nick, a thoughtful hand resting on his chin as he considered Danny's reply. "Hmmmm – " and a flying cushion broke his concentration. Nick grinned as Don spluttered, reaching down to grab the cushion, ready to launch it back at Danny.
"You two are idiots, you do know that, don't you?" he said, standing up and going over and putting his mug in the sink. "Don't know what my sister sees in you Danny, and as for your taste in friends – " Nick shook his head in despair, ducking just in time as two cushions came flying his way.
"You know what?" he leant down and picked both cushions up. "With throws like that, I should make me some easy money. Any basketball courts around here?"
Danny grinned over at Don, his eyes lighting up. As one, they turned and nodded at Nick. "Two blocks down, and it should be empty at the moment," Don said, checking his watch.
At the door, Nick turned to Danny, holding his hand out and shaking Danny's hand. "Welcome to the family, man. You and Linds, you're good together. I – " he ran a hand over his face, trying to find the words without coming across all big brother-ish. " You look after her. She loves you and, - "
"I love her too, Nick. You have nothing to worry about, ever. I – she's my life" Danny said softly, and Nick nodded, before heading down the corridor. Don stood, waiting for Danny to lock his door. Pocketing the key, Danny looked over at him.
"Don, I – yeah, ah, well, I just wanted to say thanks," Danny stumbled.
Don smiled at him, knowing what he was trying to say. They weren't best friends for nothing, and Don could read him like a book. Danny was happy, truly happy. He was happier than Don had seen him in a very long time and it was all because Lindsay loved him, because he'd finally got his head out of his rear and told her how he felt – only to find that the feeling was returned just as eagerly. And Danny being happy, well it made Don happy too.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Don said, reaching over and clapping Danny on the shoulder. "I'm happy for you man, she's a good one, our Linds, and even though she must be nuts, she loves you. All I can say is it's about time,"
Danny grinned back at him, the moment broken when Nick yelled down the corridor from where he was holding the lift open. "Come on you two, you scared or something?"
