Let Me See DM x FM
Hey, this is a random one I came up with at 1 in the morning and started writing it on my phone. I really do need your opinion on part of this...
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D.p.o.v
"How come we never see you in shorts Danny?" Dylan asks me as I lie on a sun lounger topless and in my skinny jeans while the others mess around in the pool. "I just choose not to wear them," I reply, hoping he will just accept it and drop the subject. "Okay, one day I'll see you in shorts just you wait," Dylan says before jumping in the pool. I just shrug and go back to trying to get a tan on my back for once. Jorel and the others have gotten used to me wearing skinny jeans all the time but the do sometimes wonder why I never wear shorts. They'll just have to accept my reasons until I feel confident enough to show the guys the true reason why I don't wear ripped jeans or shorts around them.
"Danny, come join us," Jorel shouts while I am still trying to get tanned. I shook my head but he couldn't see from where he was. "I don't want to," I shout to him and I turned back to lying on my stomach. I would love more than anything to go into the pool and join in with them but there is just something holding me back and I can't get over that yet. "Leave Danny alone, if he doesn't want to go into the pool then he doesn't want to. Let him get his tan for once," I hear George say when I hear someone get out of the pool probably to try and throw me into the pool. I decide to block them out for a while by wearing my earphones and blasting music. I know that they are never truly going to drop the subject but they don't bring it up as often now.
After a while I roll onto my back so that I can get an even tan on my front and back and I don't get a sunburn on my back. I still have the music playing in my ears and I know I won't get a tan line from the cables. I just watch the guys mess around in the pool, one day I will be with them but I don't think that will be any time soon. They don't know what's wrong with me and I don't know if I want them to know right now. I must have fallen asleep because I open my eyes and my sun lounger now had a shade cover on and George was sitting at the edge of it like he just woke me up. "Come on, the rest have gone home now and I said I'd make sure you got home alright since your truck is out of action," he tells me as I rub my eyes.
"I didn't even realise I had fallen asleep," I tell him and I get up and gather my things. I don't think they know about my disability yet because George hasn't asked me yet. "Yeah, you did look tired when you arrived so I wasn't surprised that you took a nap. Don't worry everyone falls asleep sometimes so calm down," he tells me and pulls me into a hug so he could rub my sides. He doesn't know why I am panicking but him not mentioning it makes me calmer so I will let him help me out this once. "I thought my truck would be fixed by now, it's been in the shop for at least three days and they haven't called me about it," I tell George as I climb into the passenger side of his car. "I'll call them for you when we get back to yours," he tells me, knowing I am not confident with those types of phone calls.
There was one thing I did tell the guy fixing my truck not to mention, I need some slight modifications to my truck but I don't want the guys to know about them and he promised me that he wouldn't. I hope he holds to that one because there is no way in hell that I can reveal that right now. That and my truck is truly broken after I got front ended 4 days ago. I was fine after it but my truck was almost about to be written off. I drive an automatic but I need a couple of adjustments to make me feel more comfortable at the wheel. "Thanks George, I owe you one," I tell him as we get to my house. Louie was waiting for me at the door, patiently wagging his little tail. He follows me to the kitchen where George was making the phone call.
"He said you can pick it up tomorrow at the earliest, there was something about some parts needed ordering in that made it take so long," George says once the phone call is over. I think I knew what parts he was talking about but it is common for garage mechanics to order in parts that they probably don't have to hand. "Awesome, I'll ask Dylan to take me there tomorrow. You need some time with Ava," I say and hug George as my way of saying thanks. "Are you sure Danny? Ava and I won't mind taking you to get your truck and then we'll go off on a playdate and you can go back home," George asks, knowing Ava loves to come and see me because according to Ava I am one of the best uncles. "Yeah, I'm sure, maybe when I have Scarlett next weekend we can meet somewhere like the zoo or something together," I tell George.
"Yeah that would probably be better actually. Ava will see you next weekend when you have Scarlett. I will probably text you with where we will be going and stuff like that," he tells me after he hugs me back. "Fair enough George, I only had a rough plan in my head anyway. I know I am having Scarlett next weekend but as for any activities I am not ready to plan anything yet," I tell him. I have no clue what the weather is going to be like then so how would I know what to do with my little girl, it might be pouring down with rain and we would have to stay inside. "Alright Danny, talk to you later," George says and I say goodbye and then he leaves me all alone in my house. I sent a text to Dylan asking him to take me to get my truck back tomorrow and maybe we could hang out afterwards.
We are dating and we have been for about three months now and we are taking it very steadily and at our own pace. I want to be completely open with him but at the same time I fear his reaction. After all I am not perfect dating material, that's the reason why my last partner left me. I am just not Mr Right for anyone. Dylan texted me back straight away saying sure and he was going to take me out for lunch before we went to get my truck and then we could watch films or something at my house afterwards. I enjoy spending time like this with Dylan, just me and him and I feel really comfortable around him but not that comfortable where he can know what my disability is. I replied to his text and said it was a date and I sent a cheeky little winky face to him.
Then I get this text from him a little bit later, "It's going to be hot tomorrow, are you sure you are going to be fine not wearing shorts." I love that he is looking out for me but I am not sure if I can wear shorts in front of him. My lower legs aren't the nicest looking things on the planet. I replied and told him I'll be fine, the truck and my house have Air con if it gets too hot and I am already well adapted to the Californian heat by now. I felt like I had pissed him off but he replied with a smiley face and said that he was only looking out for his little lion. I sent him a love heart and he sent one straight back so I know I haven't pissed him off this time. Next time though, I might not be as lucky.
I make myself some dinner and I made sure that Louie has some food and water. "Hey buddy, Dylan's coming over tomorrow," I tell him and he let out a happy bark. I chuckled and then rubbed his head. My dog really loves Dylan, it's like he has accepted that we are together and he gets excited every time Dylan comes over. I decide after dinner to catch up on Rick and Morty since I had only seen season 1 and season 3 is going to come out next year so I wanted to catch up. Louie stayed faithfully by my side the entire evening as I started my catch up which will take at least two nights. I am already tired and I am not even halfway through season 2 yet. The cutest thing happened when I did finally decide that I had enough for one night and it was time for bed.
Louie walked over to his dog basket and lay down before pulling his blanket over himself and covering his eyes with his paws. "Yeah Dylan is still coming in the morning dude don't worry," I tell him and I chuckle as he lifts his paws off his eyes and then covers them again. He knows if he goes to sleep then it will be morning and then Dylan will be over soon. I teased him a little bit but I recorded what my dog is up to and sent it to Dylan. I got a reply a few minutes later from Dylan which was a video for Louie, reassuring him that he would be over tomorrow and that he should look after me until he gets there and Louie barked at the phone. "Okay buddy, goodnight," I tell my faithful companion and I walk up the stairs to my room. Louie usually joins me in bed once I have fallen asleep and he helps keep my nightmares away.
I strip down to just my boxers and stand at the full-length mirror which was left in my room by my ex-wife and she hasn't asked for it back yet. I spend way too long just staring at myself and all of my flaws. I am so disgusted by the way that I look and my legs are the worst part of the whole thing. I stare at all the disfigurements covering the lower half of both my legs. I wish that the whole disfigurement thing never happened as I still suffer the memories from it and I have to life with the scars for the rest of my life. I got changed into some sweatpants and I climbed into bed and I closed my eyes. I felt Louie join me on the bed a lot sooner than I was expecting and he snuggled up to me and I wrapped my arms around him as I fell asleep.
~The next morning~ D p.o.v~
"Morning sweet bear," Dylan says, playing with my very damp, sweat soaked hair as I open my eyes. I must have had a night terror just as he showed up to my house. "Morning Dylan," I reply, wondering if he has seen what's wrong with me yet although my room is quite dark with the blackout curtains and it is probably around 9 or 10 in the morning now. "I'll give you some space to shower and what not. Breakfast will be ready by the time you are done," Dylan says and it stuns me a little. He doesn't usually say that he will give me space, I usually have to ask for it. "Oh, okay then," I say as Dylan kisses my cheek and gives me a tight hug. "You usually ask for space to get ready so I thought for a change that I'd be a nice boyfriend and make you breakfast for once," Dylan says and I realise in the dark you can't see my disability and he was on the wrong side of the bed to see.
"Alright baby, thank you," I say and he goes to down the stairs to make breakfast. I get up and limp over to the shower and I turn the water on and let it heat up first. I had a change of clothes all ready to get changed for the day so I can chill with Dylan before we go out for lunch and to pick up my truck. I know I need some supplies if we are going to have a movie day because I need more soda and I need more snacks because I am out of both of those things. Soon I am sitting in the shower because I don't feel like I can stand right now and I let the hot water soak into my skin. I wash myself and I am soon feeling a bit better and more like I can take on the day. I could smell the breakfast before I even left my bedroom which was a nice change.
"Oh my god that smells really good Dylan," I say when I finally make my way to the kitchen and sit at the breakfast bar to get my food from my loving boyfriend. "Only the best cooking will do for my Danny," he says and I smile and blush. I was so hungry I didn't notice that I had just started eating it as soon as he put the food in front of me. "I can make you more if you want Danny? You seem really hungry this morning," he says when he sits down with his own breakfast and I was already finished. "Thank you but I'm okay, I guess I was hungrier than I thought and we'll be going out for lunch at some point so I can wait that long," I tell him and I kiss his cheek. I was going to leave to feed Louie but Dylan pulled me back down with his free hand so I waited until he was done.
I even did the washing up much to Dylan's dislike. He stopped me from drying our dishes and putting them away so he kind of won there. Then he picked me up from the abdomen and carried me into the living room and onto the sofa where he sat next to me and I snuggled up to him with my legs in a position where I was curled up next to him. Dylan wrapped his arm around me and we just watched the television for a while before we leave for lunch and to go and get my truck finally. I got a call to say I can definitely pick my truck up today and all of the right modifications have been made for me to drive comfortable for once. "So, I take it that the truck is ready then?" Dylan asks after he had been studying my facial expressions throughout the entire conversation I had been having.
"Yeah, today was the earliest that I could pick it up but he made sure that it was ready for me today and I honestly can't wait even though my insurance hasn't covered all of the costs but that's no big deal," I tell him. The insurance company was never going to pay the full cost of the damage anyway I will get that back from the dickhead that smashed into me and it wasn't up to them to pay for the minor modifications I realized after the accident that I needed and I never bothered with a courtesy car for the last 4 days anyway. "I'll cover that bit of the bill if you want," Dylan says and I kiss his cheek. "It's okay, the courts have ordered the guy that hit me to pay the rest of the damage and that will just go into my bank account soon so I won't be short of money for long," I tell him, he seemed to accept the answer which was good. I don't really want Dylan to be spending thousands of dollars on me.
"Well, if you are ready to go once you have put shoes on then I will treat you to lunch and then we will go and get your truck," he tells me and I smile. I let him buy me lunch because he will make a scene of it if he doesn't and I learned that the hard way quite early on in the dating. "Okay, remind me we need to buy some snacks and drinks before the movie day thing and you can get some new films or a TV series if you want to," I tell him before I go and put my shoes on. Dylan followed once I had my left shoe on and watched me struggle with balance trying to get my right shoe on. He was standing quite close so if I was to fall then he would easily catch me and help me out. "You still struggle with that?" he asks as I walk to his car and I had my keys in my pocket after locking the front door.
"Yeah, I still have a lot of weakness in my left leg especially the lower part so I am always going to wobble a bit while I put shoes on standing up," I tell him as I get into the passenger side of his car and he drives off to wherever he wants to treat me for lunch today. Even though I accept him buying me lunch each time we go out I am always conscious about him spending a lot of money on me because I personally don't believe I am worth him spending all of this money on me. I think he knows that because I often get little gifts at times where other couples will be making a big dent in their bank accounts for the other partner. I loved how Dylan didn't make lunch a big deal and he wasn't saying how much he loved me every other minute like another couple a table across from us did.
Then we went to go and get my truck and Michael, the guy who did this all for me pulled me to one side. "I'm taking the modifications off the bill and the court has told me to send the bill to the guy who hit you so he can pay the money for the damage he did to you and you are also getting some compensation for what happened," he tells me and I smile. "Thanks dude, you didn't have to do that for me, I was quite happy to pay to have the stuff done," I tell him and he pats my shoulder. "I can't do that to a friend, I make enough profit so I can do this every once in a while," he tells me and then hands me the key to my trusty pick up. "It's out front, come with me," he says after a minute and Dylan sees us walk and watches us as I get in for the first time since the accident.
It felt even better than ever to be in my pick-up truck again. I rely too much on this baby for my independence, I'd be getting lifts from the guys or my family to go everywhere and I don't want that. Dylan followed in his car to the grocery store because I didn't see the point in going home just to go back out again a couple of seconds later. We got some popcorn and Doritos and we didn't choose a movie because Dylan said he wanted to watch a TV series with me on Netflix so I was all for that. It was something that we haven't done before and I am all for trying it, something new and exciting. Now we head home and Dylan watches me perfectly reverse into the garage and then as the door closes he parks in the driveway.
My leg was starting to bother me and I suddenly come to the realisation that I am going to have to come clean to Dylan today. I am going to have to tell him the secret that I have kept from them since we have first met and I still believe that it will end my relationship. "What's bothering you Danny?" Dylan asks me when he joins me on the sofa with the drinks and the snacks of choice for our Shadowhunter marathon. "Nothing," I tell him as I accept the drink and my bowl from him. "Are you sure Danny? You can tell me anything you know that," he tells me and I sigh. He stops the marathon and puts everything down on the table. "Please tell me Danny, I don't like seeing you upset," he tells me and I hug him tightly as if we were never going to see each other again.
"If I told you then it would be the end of everything though, you wouldn't want to see me again and the band would want me gone," I tell him as Dylan hugs me back tightly but not as tightly. "I have an open mind Danny, please tell me," he says, pleading with me and I am going to cave in the next five minutes I know it. "I uhh, lost my lower left leg in an accident when I was about sixteen years old and I have been wearing a prosthetic ever since, that's the reason why I don't wear shorts," I tell him. I let this settle in with Dylan and I shuffle away from him a little bit and he whines. He seems to be accepting of the whole thing that I have just dumped on him and he wanted to hold me in his arms.
"Oh baby, I am still going to love you regardless. I know the guys aren't going to kick you out for that, you've managed to successfully hide it for this long so you have proved you can perform," he tells me and I shuffle forwards before holding onto him tightly while I bawl my eyes out. He rubs my back and then holds me gently on his lap while he tells me he is texting the guys so that they know and I was still crying but he was managing to calm me down which I appreciated. "The guys say that it wouldn't bother them and feel free to wear shorts and join us in the pool now," he says and I smile. "I don't deserve any of you," I tell him and he chuckles before kissing the top of my head. "Well we want you around whether you like it or not Danny," he says and I smiled again as the tears went away.
He wiped them off my face and then kissed my lips and I kissed back straight away. "Danny, this might be a weird question but, let me see?" he asks me, referring to the prosthetic. I nod, he deserves at least that much and I really wanted to take it off for a bit. I rolled up my trouser leg and let him see the prosthetic which I had grown to be ashamed of over the years. "Aw Danny, you're still perfect to me," He says and pulls me back onto his lap because I had gotten off to show him my leg. "Thank you, Dylan," I tell him. I take off my prosthetic and just rub the stump where my leg ended and it felt better straight away. "You're welcome baby, now put your foot up and let's relax for a while," he says.
The way that the guys have reacted to the news has been better than I anticipated. I was anticipating anger and hatred not love and compassion. I had received several text messages saying the guys were going to get Danny Strong tattooed on their leg where mine was amputated and they were going to have a prosthetic leg tattooed next to it. I was full of this lack of self-confidence and somehow telling them this big life changing thing has made everything in my life ten times better. I now feel at ease with who I am and how I have to live my life. I had to send them each a thank you text because even though they are doing that because they want to support me, they have actually done a lot more.
"I am so glad you are happy now Danny," Dylan says while we are halfway through an episode. I look up to him with a smile on my face. "I think you guys have healed me, I was so broken after the accident I thought I was never going to like the way I am living now. I never told you guys because I was too afraid of rejection to speak up. Now that I have I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I feel more confident," I tell him and he kisses me again. "That's good Danny, I like seeing you happy. The guys are all getting their tattoos tonight and I will get mine tomorrow," he tells me and I was shocked. "They are getting them this soon? I thought they would have at least waited to make sure they knew what they wanted," I say.
"Well it seems like they really want to do this for you Danny," he tells me and even I knew there was nothing else I could do about this. "Fair enough, I could always get the dove and grenade painted on the leg in honour of you guys and everything," I say and then a minute later I let out a yawn. I was very tired again and it was approaching 11pm now. "Bedtime for you baby," he tells me as he turns the television off and scoops me up into his arms. He gives me time to grab my leg and he carries me to bed. We both get changed because I knew he was staying for the night. I was already in bed and Dylan snuggles up to me and my arms go around him. "I love you Danny, goodnight," he tells me. "Goodnight Dylan, I love you too," I tell him and soon we are fast asleep in each other's arms like we were meant to be.
Well I hope you enjoyed that. I did have other ideas for this one shot which flew out of the window as I was writing but you know what I can just roll with this if I like.
Please let me know what you think of this, feedback is greatly appreciated along with any pairing requests you may have. HU4LIFEBITCHES I am working on the Eyepatch request don't worry darling it shall be done soon I promise. If not feel free to yell at me if you want.
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