Wings – DK x DM
AU Requested by Crazy-fandom-obesssion
Matt p.o.v
I'm worried about Danny, he knows that we are all angels and we all got our wings and he hasn't gotten his yet. It's a painful experience and I know how stubborn Danny can be and how he will try to go it alone. That's just the personality my boyfriend has, he hates worrying or bothering people, so he hides so much. I'm lying in bed, Danny is in the shower cause I can hear the water running, the side of his bed is wet with blood which is making me think his wings are finally making their appearance. "Mattie! Can you come in here please?" I hear Danny call, he sounded scared and it made me run into the bathroom. I've seen my handsome and sexy boyfriend naked before, so it didn't embarrass either of us.
"Why is there blood in here?" Danny asks me, worried. I carefully turn him around to see two marks right by his spine. The two bloody cuts on his back are right where the wings will grow in and I can already start to see his colouring. He is going to have beautiful wings when they finally reveal themselves. "You're getting your wings baby. I'll sort these out for you," I tell him, making him feel calm about what the next few weeks will entail. He's going to be in a lot of pain, the blood thing is going to happen a few more times and we have a two week tour going on right as this happens. I need to call George and let him know so we can get all the supplies Danny is going to need for this. "It hurts Matt," he tells me.
I kiss my boyfriends cheek and wrap him up in a towel and hold him protectively. "I know baby, I'm going to ask George to get the stuff to make you feel better," I tell him, then I carry him to our room. He was done with his shower when I walked in. I let Danny get dressed, he chose to get bottom half dressed only. I put the sheets in the wash as I pressed call on George's number on my phone contacts. He answered the phone just as the load started washing. I hope I can get all of the staining out of these sheets. Danny saw them as he was getting stuff out of the dresser and he didn't look that happy and looked guiltier about it. It's not his fault and I have a mattress protector on the bed, so nothing is damaged.
G: Hey Matt, what's up?
M: Hey George, Danny's started to get his wings today, so it would be handy to have all the stuff we had when Jay and Dyl got theirs.
G: Yeah sure, I'll get some for you guys and some for the tour bus too.
M: Thank you, you're a life saver. Danny's already in a lot of pain so far. He's snuggling with me.
G: Aw bless him, tell him not to worry and I should be over within the next half an hour to fix it all up.
M: Yeah, he says thanks. Gonna get him to lay on his stomach on the couch, he's still bleeding a little.
G: Yeah, it does tend to bleed a lot at first. I'll make sure he'll be comfortable laying on his back too.
M: I don't see him objecting to laying on his side and snuggling with me either though, he's quite the snuggler.
G: That's why we call him the cute one of the guys.
M: yeah, he's gone to the couch now. I think he's tired still.
G: He would be, his sleep is gonna be messed up while he gets his wings in.
M: Yeah, I'm going to try my best to look after him through this and let him sleep when he needs it
G: That's all we can do until the wings come in. I'll be over in a bit.
M: See you in a bit.
I put my phone back into my pocket and walk towards the couch where I knew Danny had gone to take a little nap. He was already out for the count. I kiss the top of his head, then cover his lower half with a blanket. Then I get some gauze to try and stop some of the bleeding while George isn't here. it's not as bad as it seemed to be before when he was in bed. Poor little bear, I am sure when we get through this though he will be fine. He loves snuggling under my wings in the chilly evenings and he said that he wished he could do the same one day. Now he can when he is confident using his wings. Mine are hidden right now but I will probably use them later to cuddle with Danny to make him a little happier.
George walks in while Danny is still asleep, and I just let him get to work while I make a coffee and store some spare supplies in the cupboard. Danny has not eaten anything as far as I know so I might make him some grilled cheese when he wakes up, there is no point making it now because it will be cold and not so good by the time he wakes up. I know exactly how to make them the way Danny likes them which is more good boyfriend brownie points for me. Not that I need them anyways, I take good care of Danny all the time and he knows that. I give George his coffee, it's quite early for him to be around and doing this and he likes his coffee. "Thanks Matt, it's not the worst that I have ever seen. It is certainly the bloodiest that I have seen out of the six of us," George says.
I guess that is good. I saw them a little better when George cleaned one cut and Danny's going to have golden wings. George has blue, Jordon has grey, Jorel has red, Dylan has black and I have one red and one white. "Yeah, it freaked him out a little when we saw how much blood was on the bed and there was quite a bit in the shower too," I tell him. There was not a lot that we could do in terms of prepping Danny for all of this to happen. We were never one hundred percent sure that he was going to have wings himself. The fact that the five of us had wings was enough for Danny to handle at the time, it was not worth it to pile more information on him. I'm happy that Danny is sleeping peacefully through this.
I hated the pain that he was in before, I hate seeing him in pain full stop to be honest. My poor little lion, I don't think he has realised how rough this is going to be for him. I am hoping they fully come in after the tour, we are going to have to teaching him how to fly and then hide the wings when he needs to. "These are going to be so pretty to see when they are fully grown," George says, he managed to tease the wings out, so now Danny has his baby wings out and all they need to do is grow into beautiful adult ones. His feathers do look pretty good. "Yeah, I love the colouring," I tell him. George has done this with all of us since his wings came in first, so he knows what to do. It will reduce a lot of the pain and bleeding as they aren't trying to break through the skin anymore.
George decides to stick around and wait to see how Danny does when he is awake. He'll need food and pain meds that's for sure. When Danny started stirring, I went back into the kitchen to make his grilled cheese and he was awake by the time I was finished. He was painfully getting to sit up when I brought the food in. "You could have laid down still Danny," George says, and Danny shakes his head. His stubbornness is showing again, he wanted help at first but now he feels calmer about it he wants to try and do things on his own. I know there is no point arguing with him, so I am gonna accept it and watch from the side and help him whenever he asks me to like a loving boyfriend would do. "Hey, I'll take a picture of your wings and show you," I tell him, quickly snapping a picture of his cute baby wings.
They are going to hurt as they grow, but I know Danny will cope with it just fine once we figure out the right balance for the medication. I show him the picture, he doesn't quite believe it at first. I can see it in his eyes that he's trying to come to terms with this still. "Those are mine?" he asks me, in awe. He has the best colouring out of all of us for sure. "Yeah, those beauties are yours. Just wait until they are the same size as ours," I tell him. He smiles at me, it's going to be a while before he learns how to move the wings as naturally as he would move his legs or his arms. I would love to be able to fly with him soon. Today is just going to be a chill day where we learn what pain management would be best for Danny while he goes through this.
Later that evening I lay with Danny on the couch and cover him with my wings to keep him warm. We haven't done this in a while and I could tell he missed it. It even shielded him from the pain a little bit. He was fast asleep, and George was in the middle of texting his wife to explain why he wasn't going to be home tonight and that he would be back in the morning. "I just want to make sure we know what the routine is going to be for the next month or so. Asia knows what it is like to get wings, so she sympathises with Danny," George says, we had a few tears from Danny when the pain got really bad, but I am hoping if we keep doing it every four hours then Danny's not going to cry in pain that much.
"Yeah, I almost forgot how painful it is, but at least we can deal with it and it won't become too bad. He'll be okay soon enough I'm sure," I tell him. I love being able to protect Danny like this, it's almost like my wings create a little bubble where Danny is safe from anything that could potentially do him any harm. George peeked in under my wings to see Danny fast asleep and his little wings were fluttering a little bit now they are clean and dry. He hasn't has any bleeding since George did that which is good. "His wings are pretty cute," George tells me. I have to agree with him, those little wings are adorable. "Yeah, can't wait until they grow," I tell him. George had sent the picture to the others.
He doesn't want me to be completely alone in helping Danny through the next few weeks. I know we are going to be on tour for most of it, so George wants the others to take it in turns helping out, so Danny can get the care he needs, and I can go and have some fun with the others too. We all look after each other here. Dylan got his wings just after Danny joined the band and even though Danny knew nothing about it he still cared about Dylan and helped look after the youngest band member through his wing growth. Now it's our turn to help the new angel through his wing growth. He's going to be sleeping a lot. I remember sleeping a lot when my wings came in and so did the others. It helps when you barely sleep at night because of the pain you're in.
I decide to be lazy and fly to our bedroom to put Danny into bed. George flies behind me and goes to the spare bedroom for the night. He's only a shout away if Danny and I need him during the night. I'm praying Danny can sleep through the night with little interruptions from pain or anything else. I lay down and keep Danny on my chest. I cover him with the blanket and then with my wings on top since they helped him so much before. It's like my love is numbing the pain slightly which is what I wanted. Danny's been good other than the pain and the blood he had today, his appetite and energy hasn't really changed though. I know those will change in time, he will be hungrier than he has ever been and sleepier too.
Gotta make sure that we stock up the snack cupboard when we go on tour, I have sneaking feeling that the hunger is gonna hit right in middle of the tour. We also are gonna stock up on pain meds and sleeping pills cause those are definitely going to help Danny on tour. I don't think the wings are going to be fully grown during tour, that will probably happen when we get home. That was what happened when Dylan got his wings, which is what I am basing the timeline off since it was like how ours went too, but it is the most recent besides Danny's, so I can remember that one more than my own. "I love you Danny bear," I tell my sleeping angel. If he was awake right now I know he'd say I love you back.
A few weeks later – Danny's p.o.v
Oh god, this is torture. We are supposed to be doing an interview soon and I can't even find the strength to open my eyes. "Shh, it's okay Danny. Just rest," I hear Matt tell me, I could feel his hand on my forehead. "He's awake?" I hear Dylan ask, obviously my eyes are closed so I can see why he assumes I am currently sleeping. "Yeah, he's at that really weak and painful stage I think. Luckily once he gets over this then he should be on the up," Matt says. We are in the middle of the three week tour, next week is our last week then I can go home and finish getting my angel wings. It has been nearly a month since we discovered that I was growing them. Matt says it takes anywhere from a month to two months to get the wings.
"Oh, I remember that. Poor Danny, it must be hell for him right now," Dylan says, he held my hand like I was in a hospital bed, not in my own bunk with my sweat making me stick to the sheets. "Hell is one word I'd use," I tell him, my voice sounding as weak as I felt right now. I knew this was coming, they warned me about it and I was there when Dylan got his wings. Today is a day off from performances and I don't have to go to the interviews if I am too sick which is turning out to be the case right now. I've been doing really well hiding the pain from the fans during meet and greets and the shows themselves. I just need to keep this up for another week and a half and I am good to go. "How's the little angel doing?" I hear George ask.
"He's at that really shitty stage, the one where you get the most pain and you feel really weak like you have no strength left," Dylan says, then I feel George's more calloused hand on my forehead. It felt cold, Matt's had become warm with my fever. "Yeah, let's see if he can tolerate being cooled off and spend the day on the couch in the back or something. All of our interviews are off bus today," George says, unaware that I am awake, and I can hear him, I didn't mind though. It took a lot of my little reserve of energy to hear what they were saying and focus on it and not the pain. I remember this being the stage where Dylan slept the most and he got a few passes to skip the shows because he couldn't stand.
I somehow feel like that is going to be me for the next few days. I really feel awful. "We can use ice water right?" Dylan asks, then I lost my focus for a while. I woke up on the sofa and I can just about open my eyes this time. Jorel's sitting next to me and is styling my hair. I hope I can stay focused for longer this time. I don't know how long it's been since the conversation in the bunk room. "Come on Jay, we have to leave in five," Jordon says, not looking at me at first. Jorel looked at me and smiled. I couldn't manage a smile back which upset me a little. "Okay, you think you're gonna be okay on your own? The managers couldn't get anyone else a skip this interview card," Jorel says, directing his okay to Jordon and the rest to me.
"Yeah, probably gonna sleep through it. Don't feel like doing anything extreme today," I tell them both. Jordon chuckled at me then left the room. I was a little confused but there was a blanket within arm's reach for me and Jorel grabbed the TV remotes. "Okay, so we have some Twizzlers, Doritos, Gatorade and Oreos in case you get hungry," Jordon says, bring the snacks and two bottles of Gatorade into the back living area and places them again in arms' reach for me which is helpful. They have a tray on wheels next to the couch. "Thank you Jord," I tell him, not having the energy to even say his name in full. Jorel hugs me carefully and so does Jordon, I am not really in much pain right now, so I hug them back.
Then Matt walks in and smiles when he sees that I am awake, and my eyes are open this time. "Hey bear, sorry we're leaving for a bit," he tells me then kisses me on the lips. Lingering a little bit, so I kissed him back. "It's okay, I have enough snacks and stuff. I'll probably end up sleeping more though," I tell him. I don't honestly see myself staying awake for long after they leave, and I am sure Caleb will be checking on me while the guys are gone. He knows about the whole angel thing and was the one who suggested we cover it up by saying I have the flu quite bad when I can't perform. You always get sick at least once on tour it seems. You can't escape the germs no matter how hard you try. "Alright bear, I love you," he tells me.
"I love you too Matt. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine," I tell him. He has really worried about me since the day I woke in bed covered in my own blood and we knew my wings were growing. He's just a loving boyfriend and if I was dating him when his wings came in then I would be the same. "I won't worry much bear, I just want you to rest as much as you can," he says, kissing my forehead before they get called to leave. I hate it when I am on my own on the bus, but I know later one of them will snuggle me and it will make it easier. I just hate being on my own in general, I have been called paranoid about it before. You can never be too cautious, especially if you spend a chunk of your teen years living on the streets.
"I will Matt, have fun," I tell him, before we have one last kiss. The other manager hates it when Matt lingers to give me a kiss before he has to go somewhere, and I am not going too. I think the manager is just a homophobe to be honest, he only acts like that with us. I felt strong for the first time in a couple of days during that moment, as soon as he left it felt like he had taken all of my strength with him. I can focus, but only on one thing at a time now. I'm the only one here so I can watch whatever I want without complaints. Not that I actually see myself staying awake for long enough to watch a full show. I do miss Matt though, I would rather be snuggling with him. When I woke up I heard the guys voices on the TV.
One of the interviews is live and I saw Caleb sitting on the other couch watching me then the screen. "How you feeling?" he asks me. I think this interview just started because they were introducing themselves. "Like shit, I feel as weak as a new born kitten or something," I tell him. He's not an angel himself and I don't think he wishes he was now. He comes to sit next to me instead and moves some of my hair out of the way of my eyes. "Yeah, the guys refreshed me on how you'd feel today. At least we know it will be over soon and from what I've been told you'll have the best looking wings out of all of them," he tells me. I remember the moment Matt showed me what the baby wings look like after George teased them out, so they would stop breaking out of my skin. They looked amazing.
"So there is one missing, where is he?" The interviewer asks, knowing we are a band of six and not five. I still feel weak, but I could focus on the interview a little bit. Caleb told me earlier that performing tomorrow is most likely out of the question for me, but they have a CD with my vocals on it, so they can play that instead. "Danny is back on the bus, he's not feeling well today," Matt says. we can't exactly tell the fans, oh by the way your idols are angels and one of them is getting his wings. I don't see it going down too well. "I hope he feels better soon," the interviewer says, and then George mentions something about letting fans know if I am going to miss tomorrow's show or not by the time the meet and greet is tomorrow.
I stayed awake and talked to Caleb for a little while. He decided to feed me some Oreos and I wasn't going to complain about it. I feel like a living vegetable right now. I know I fell asleep before the interview finished. I woke up again and I felt the familiar comfort of Matt's wings over me. "Hey Danny," Matt tells me. I heard the TV, but Matt was more content watching me it seems. The pain hasn't been that bad today, but I keep having meds every four hours, so I guess I don't really get a chance to feel it. "Hey," I tell him, I sound a little stronger now which is good. I am no where near back to my healthy self though. I still feel very weak, but I can wriggle a little bit which made Matt laugh.
"Don't worry Dan, you can rest as much as you need too. Might wake you up for dinner if you fall asleep again," he tells me. I have been trying to eat as much as I can and stick to the main meals. It might help me feel stronger as I go through this rough patch. "I'm not worried. I just fall asleep whenever my body says nap time I guess," I tell him, I knew Caleb could vouch for me on that one. He took a picture of us together with the interview in the background too. Just to let fans know who might not have watched the interview that I was not feeling very well today. It's probably going to be mentioned tomorrow as well because I don't see myself going through a miracle and being cured of this weakness by then.
"I forgot you had him hidden in there," Jordon comments, when I spoke I heard him swear because I scared him a little. "Yep, these wings are like a little bubble for him," Matt says moving one of his wings, so Jordon could see me. I liked being hidden in his wings though, they were comfy, and I always feel warm and safe when they are around him. "Soon he can do that with you," Jordon says. I'm not sure how it would work out. It's awesome for me because I am shorter than Matt, so I can comfortably lay on Matt and he can shield me with his wings. "Maybe, the height difference might make it awkward, we don't really grow in height when we get our wings," Matt says. I'm always going to stay the height that I am.
"True, maybe you could do it if you were both laying on your sides," Jordon says, thinking about it a little bit more. That is the only way I can see it working if I am honest. I don't really see Matt laying on my chest. "That could work," I tell him, I kinda sound better than I did earlier. By that I mean that people can hear me better without the room having to be quiet. I am sure they struggled to hear me up until now. "Yeah, we'll just have to wait and see," Matt says. I don't think they have heard my stomach growl, but I sure did. Maybe Matt felt it since I am laying on him still. "Are you hungry Dan?" Matt asks me, he definitely heard my stomach. I don't know what time it is anymore, I lost track when I woke up at 7 am and then fell asleep again.
I have not had the energy or strength to really check my phone. I am pretty sure it has been left on charge on my bunk and only moved while they were changing my sheets cause they were pretty damp with the fever sweat. "Yeah, I think this is part of the whole angel thingy," I tell him, I was told that I was going to get sleepier and have moments where I would be super hungry. I don't even know when dinner is or what takeout we are going to have. There is no way I would be able to sit up in a restaurant. Much to Matt's disappointment since he wanted to take me out on a date night at least once during this tour. Then again, he said that before we knew the wings were coming and plans have changed since then.
"Luckily for you I got Chinese for dinner," George says, I didn't have the energy to jump in fright. I guess it is that time in the evening then. I am now leaning heavily against Matt on the couch, so I could eat dinner then go to sleep for the evening I guess. "Yum, thanks George," I tell the older man. I have had the weirdest food cravings too, mostly Chinese but then I would want chicken nuggets with it too. Then again I can have it in one with the sweet and sour with battered chicken. Which is what George got for me and he got rice and noodles too. He sorted it out for me while I tested my limit on sitting up by myself. I don't really want to rely on the guys unless I have too. I don't want to be burden to them.
"Here you go Dan," George says and passes me the bowl with the food inside. I take it carefully, I was trying to be as independent as possible. "Thanks George," I tell him. I could see Jordon pouting a little. "Why don't you do that for me?" Jordon asks, I shoved a forkful of noodles into my mouth. Matt chuckles. He was probably going to end up feeding me before I finish my food. "Because, you're not as weak as Danny is right now. Pretty sure the blonde can't even stand up on his own right now," George replies and ignores Jordon's protest and sits next to me. He was right, I can't stand on my own, I can barely sit on my own at the moment. I'm still relying on the couch for support, I was sitting on Matt, but it was easier for him for me to shuffle off.
"I was being silly. I am quite capable of getting it myself," Jordon says as Jorel and Dylan walk in, unaware of the conversation that just happened. "I swear we should have dropped Jordon off at that mental unit a few miles back," Jorel says, I tried not to laugh but since the others did I cracked. We have been joking about this for months now. I managed to feed myself a few mouthfuls before I looked to Matt. He knew exactly what I wanted and just fed me. "Aw, the couple is being cute again," Dylan says, and I blush, my wings have grown quite a bit over the last few weeks, but they aren't fully grown yet. Everyone said they were jealous of the colouring. Pure golden feathers which have shed a couple of times.
A few weeks later-
Today's the day where I get to fly for the first time. My wings are fully grown now, and I have been practising moving them and I am getting to the point where I don't really think about moving them and they flap a little. Matt is taking me to a place where Jorel is going to teach me how to fly. This is the moment all of them having been waiting for, so I have no doubt that they will all be there. I know Dylan texted me this morning to say that he was going to be there. "Are you ready Danny? We are leaving in five minutes," Matt tells me, then walks behind me. I turn around and cover him with my wings like he has done. "I guess so, I'm just so nervous. What if I can't do this?" I ask him, feeling a little scared.
I have had a few nightmares about this going terribly wrong and they have all ended up with my death and then I wake up terrified. I have managed to keep the nightmares from Matt as far as I know. Well, if he does know then he hasn't said anything about it. "There will be six other angels there ready to catch you in an instant. I'm going up with you and Jay as well. Have you thought about this often Danny?" he asks me, and I wrap my arms around him tightly before almost breaking down into tears. "It's mostly appeared in nightmare form," I said, talking very quietly. It felt good to get it off my chest, even though the doubt was still there, and I had just convinced myself he was going to call me an idiot and leave.
"Don't worry little lion, we have all been there. We have all had the same dreams and fears. We will help you through this like you have helped us," Matt says, referring to the times I have helped them with fears in the past. I couldn't really help Dylan learn to fly. He kisses me on the top of my head and hugs me back. I still feel as nervous but until I have flown then I am not going to be totally calm. We walk to the car with our wings hidden. I'm pretty sure the government would be called on us if they saw two men walking around with angel wings outside of Halloween. I hope to god Matt is right and everything goes fine later.
I freaking love flying now I've done it. They all knew I was a bit scared, but I was eased into it, I even felt confident enough to do a couple of flips in the air which Matt loved, once he got over the initial panic. It was so good, I think I am over my fear of flying now. I lay with Matt in bed and cover him with my wings for once before we both fall asleep. The last few weeks of pain have been worth it in the end.
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