Let's hope this one's a little better.
Thanks for sticking around you guys.
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How did this happen? One minute he was stumbling toward the bathroom – which was pretty straightforward enough – and the next minute he feels himself being pulled away somewhere discreet. The music thudded faintly through the wall, fingers gently threaded through his hair and pulled him further in. He could feel himself being pushed into the wall, heat emanating through the thin fabric while his hands grasped the other person's shirt.
He smelled like a Gin and Tonic, but very faintly.
Too strong. He felt too strong and Danny could feel himself melting into him. A feeling of familiarity washed over him, but fearful doubt of not knowing the person gnawed at him at the same time.
Just a peek.
Furrowed brows and messy blonde hair cropped short were all that came into his line of vision.
Dash.
He was biting softly on his lower lip before sucking and pulling away, only to draw back in and slip back inside. Danny could only moan into the kiss, nearly letting himself go in the heat. It was too much. Panic, along with that heat started welling up inside of him. It was too much.
He had to leave.
'I, nm, I n-need to go'.
It wasn't a lie. He was on line for the bathroom.
Quickly making his way back somehow, and to his luck unoccupied, he swung the door shut behind him and turned the lock. God he was so dizzy. Dash Baxter? Really? Of all the people.
Danny sat himself down, one hand covering his eyes and the other gripping his knee.
It's just a party. He won't remember on Monday.
And he was right, it was Senior year, the last big party of the year, who'd remember? People get rowdy at house parties anyway – so what if Dash had something to drink and acted outlandishly, it was his house anyway.
He's not going to remember anyway.
Flushing the toilet and hastily rinsing his hands, he stepped out and made a beeline for the door. Sam and Tuck were probably still in the kitchen shooting the breeze, he could text them later in the group chat saying he didn't feel too good and had to dip.
Dash wasn't anywhere in the living room where everyone else was.
Was he still in that back room?
Don't think about it.
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