LittleLouiseeee - its okay!

monkeywaiters - it is unfair on him to think like that :/


55 Harry's POV

We didn't call Tom and Danny that night, thinking it would better to let them have the most amount of time possible to themselves, talking things through. Seeing as Danny was staying the night, I took it that their talk went very well, so thought it best to leave the boys alone, and spend some alone time with Dougie. I was craving some time alone with Dougie, knowing that we didn't have to look out for anyone, didn't have to worry about protecting our friends from having a complete breakdown from guilt and loneliness. I mean, I didn't mind looking after Danny and making sure he was okay, I hated seeing him in pain, but it felt so good to be able to have a little Harry/Dougie time.

"Danny's going to be alright isn't he?" Dougie asked quietly, in the middle of fiddling with...something in one the lizard tanks. "yeah, he'll be fine. Danny's fine when he's with Tom, always is." I smiled a little, holding onto a lizard, that I think was named Joey, so he didn't run away. "I hope so, and I hope they sort it out. I hate this whole cheating thing, its not right. We're all close, and it was friends helping a friend out, thats it." Dougie sighed, taking the lizard from my hands and putting it back in its tank, carefully putting the lid on top of it. "I know, and Danny will explain that, its up to Tom if he believes that or not though." I sighed, running a thumb over his knee that was poking out of his shorts.

"yeah. I guess that he did, cause they're still in the ward together." Dougie slid over to lean on my lap, the brim of his hat poking into my stomach a little. "yeah, they're fine, I'm sure. Probably laying in bed together, fast asleep right now." I encouraged, moving his hat to the other side, stopping it poking me. "yeah, probably. I hope so." Dougie ran his hand over my Saint Kidd tshirt, tracing the patterns over it absentmindedly. "they will be, its fine Doug's. Stop worrying, alright?" I had actually lost track of the amount of times I had said that now. "fine...wanna go to bed? I'm kinda tired and I've missed cuddling with you in bed." Dougie pulled me upstairs and to bed, bundling the both of us in a big cocoon of duvet, ourselves and our clothes that we had stripped off.

"you happy like this?" I whispered, trying to straighten out the absolutely massive shirt Dougie had put on. It was the one Tom had been wearing months ago, that Danny had put on him when he needed long sleeves over his tshirt to hide the scars covering his pale arms. I had thought it looked big on Tom, it swamped Dougie, he could have easily fitted into it at least twice. "yep, I'm good." Dougie wriggled closer, resting his head on my chest, his delicate fingers tracing the outline of my abs. "good. Now go to sleep, alright?" I pulled the shirt over his hands so his whole hand was uncovered.

"night Harry, I love you." Dougie's hand stopped tracing, just resting gently on my side. "I love you too Doug's. Goodnight." I kissed his hair gently, sliding my hand to rest on his tiny back, under the massive shirt. "goodnight." Dougie whispered, gently kissing my shoulder before nuzzling under my chin and falling asleep. I followed him quickly enough, having missed being able to cuddle up with my husband, feel him rest next to me, no-one else in the bed, just the two of us, in our own little bundle.

56 Dougie's POV

When I woke up, my hair resembled a birds nest, and I could barely move from the tangled lump me and Harry had formed together. "morning Dougs." Harry whispered gently, kissing my neck. I made an unintelligible noise and wriggled closer to my husband, pulling his arms tighter around me, just wanting to savour this for a few more minutes. "hey, come on, wake up." Harry jiggled my shoulder a little, I slapped his hand. "no, five more minutes. Make the most of this." I pulled his hand back and put it back into the same position he had had it in before, resting on my hip, a hairsbreadth away from the waistband of my boxers.

"good point. Sorry." Harry luckily understood my mumbled plead, pulling me closer, tangling his spare hand into my mess of hair. I felt him press gentle kisses on my forehead, I smiled, leaning into his touch, deciding that I wanted to wake up like this every day. "okay, we've really got to get up now. Come on, we'll go and see the guys, see whats really happened." Harry sighed after a few minutes, d*mn it. "fine." I grumbled, letting myself be pulled out of my safe haven of a bed and into the shower. We got ready pretty quickly, it was strange getting ready at our own pace, without Danny hurrying us up, looking like he was about to explode if we didn't get a move on. It was oddly nice too, knowing that he was safe with Tom, that he didn't need to worry about him again until we all had to leave. I doubted that Danny ever wanted to let Tom go at the moment, he never wanted to let him go anyway, but when they had talked out the thing that had been the cause of all this recent trouble, I doubted Danny was willing to even move a step away from his lover.

Getting to the hospital (with a bag with a few spare pairs of clothes, just to give Tom a bit more of an choice of what to wear), we found exactly what I imagined. Tom and Danny, curled up together by the window, gently whispering as Tom dozed lightly by the looks of things. It was open by a tiny amount, just about letting a cool breeze into the room, subtly moving the boys hair as it brushed past them. "hey guys, I take it yesterday went well then?" I made the boys jump feet, making me feel guilty for breaking them from their little calm bubble. "yeah, we sorted it out, didn't we?" Danny grinned a megawatt smile, one he hadn't used in months, kissing Tom's head. Tom nodded a little, leaning back on Danny's chest, grabbing his boyfriends(?) hands. It was exactly like the whole idea of talking things through hadn't come about, the past couple of days had made Tom slightly awkward, less inclined to cuddle up with us. But now he seemed quite happy to hide inside Danny's protective embrace, looking absolutely tiny in the freckled arms holding him.

"guys, stop standing in the doorway and get over here will you? After all these years, surely you know that we don't bite!" Danny joked, I hadn't even realised we were still in the doorway, and so I ran over and jumped onto the bed. "so, are you two back together properly again?" I asked, mostly to Tom, feeling like he was too quiet. "yeah, I think so." Tom nodded, talking so quietly I could only just to hear him. "good, thats good...hey, can I have a hug? We haven't had a hug in a few days." I realised that Tom hadn't really hugged me in a few days, or Harry, I guess it was because he had the thought that we had slept with Danny. But today, Tom leant over Danny's bent leg and hugged me hesitantly, I squeezed his shoulders back, feeling him slowly start to relax against me.

"hey, Dan, we brought some more clothes, wanna help me unpack them?" Harry said somewhere above us, obviously sensing that me and Tom were having a moment that we were in need of. Or, that at least I needed anyway, I missed Tom so much, sometimes, I just needed to hug him tightly to stop the pain and worry for a while. "yeah, I'll just be a minute Tommy." Danny got the hint too I think, gently giving Tom a kiss to his blonde hair and getting up, going over to the wardrobe, leaving us to hug for a while longer. I let Tom go when I felt him get a bit restless, just held his hand gently, sort of having a feeling that he wanted to say something to me. "you're not going to...take Danny from me, are you?" Tom whispered eventually, oh... I really should have expected that.

"no, of course not! We would never take Danny from you Tom. We know Danny's yours, and you're his. Anyway, me and Harry are happily married, we don't want another lover, god knows I'm enough of a handful for Harry to look after!" I joked weakly, giving Tom another hug, wanting him to see that there was absolutely no threat made by us to his relationship with Danny. "oh...so, you just hug sometimes in bed together...nothing else?" Tom asked, he looked so scared, he was terrified of losing Danny, he really was. "yeah, thats all we do, I promise. Nothing more, we just hug him like we hug you." I promised.