Author's Note (Monster): Enjoy
Danny's POV
"This is Danny, he's new and a bit shy."
I find it all so amusing. I listen to their words about me. They're saying I'm shy. They're saying I'm new, cute, innocent. I laugh at the ignorance. I'm not shy. I just find most of casual things tiring. I wasn't born with the gift to laugh when I wasn't OK. I was never good at hiding my true feelings. I loved the music, that was true. I lost myself in the melody of our songs, though we hadn't played a lot. I sung note after note and I adored the sound of it. I adored the feel of singing. Fine, I was a shy guy, but not completely. Mostly I was introvert. I enjoyed the time I spent inside my own thoughts. I was present in the outer world but my thoughts weren't. People would see me stare and ask me if I was OK, if I was having a good time. They'd make up excuses about how I was just a shy one and needed someone to bring me out of my shell.
I for once knew that wasn't true. I just spend a lot of time inside myself. Like I said, I wasn't always able to hide my feelings and thoughts on some things. My thoughts on social occasions was that it was too crowded for me so I thought about other things. When Charlie came home and announced Funny Man was still a virgin, it didn't get my attention. What did I care about that? But when the youngest member of the band acted all shy and busted about it, it did peak my interest.
You see, I've got a thing for younger people. Shy young people. Mostly those were girls. Younger girls over 21 years old. Sometimes a rarity came by. Funny Man was my rarity. A playful young man, sparing himself for that special person and therefore inexperienced and shy about the subject. He didn't like talking about it. It was absolutely adorable. I would've loved to make him mine that moment but I knew from experience you couldn't rush that kind of shit. Instead I had to take it slow. But when Funny Man stood against the counter, making coffee, I just couldn't help myself and get a little taste of him. He was attractive to say in the least but now he was also suspicious and scared of me. I had to fix that if I wanted him to be mine. I didn't exactly know what I wanted out of this 'relationship' but I knew that I wanted him.
That wasn't happening any time soon if he kept getting scared of me when I looked at him.
That night I couldn't sleep that well. I've always had insomnia to keep me awake, forcing me to go to bed really early but now I couldn't sleep even after a couple of hours. Instead I was staring through the dark to see the movements of my target. He was restless as well. I wondered if he was awake. My question was answered when I saw his phone screen light up. Something inside me sparked. Who was he texting this late?
His eyes adjusted to the dark again. He gasped and jumped upright when he saw me looking at him. "Jesus, Danny!"
"What?"
"Don't stare at me when I'm sleeping."
"I'm not. I was in thoughts", I explained, feeling guilty for making him think I was.
He moved uneasily and got upright. "Why are you awake?"
"I could ask you the same."
"Why do you always avoid questions about yourself?" he asked.
I was taken aback by that question. Did I really avoid questions? He sighed frustrated. "Stop playing with me, Danny. I don't like this game."
"It's not a game."
"Really? Cause you sure make me feel like I'm just Player 1 in your game", Funny expressed with a scowl. No, you're wrong. You're Player 2.
J-Dog moved in his bunk and I knew they were about to wake up if we had this conversation. "Stop it."
"Stop what?"
"Funny… The others are about to wake up."
He kept his mouth shut for a moment, then turned his head away in thoughts. He pulled his blanket away and got up. "Fine. Let's do this outside the bunks."
Sadly I had to agree if I didn't want him to shy away anymore. Outside, Funny Man smiled softly. That's when I realized I was the one smiling at him first.
"Spill it, Danny, what is it you want?"
I cocked my head to the side as a bird, not understanding what exactly he wished me to reply. "Does the answer matter? Will it make you feel safer?"
His confident face cracked and showed the pure agonizing insecurity deep inside. He wasn't sparing himself for a true love, I saw, he was too insecure to ever give away the control over his body and trust someone else to take care of him. He was afraid. "Why do you have to torment me like this?"
"Don't be a baby, Funny, that's not attractive. Just accept what's happening."
"What's happening then?" The baritone voiced rapper asked, genuinely confused.
I took a step forward, slow and unsteady as if I wanted him to believe I was hesitating, yet I knew I wasn't. I was carefully planning my attack. You don't get what you want by mindlessly devouring your prey. Where's the fun in that?
"You don't know?"
Funny Man lowered his eyes and numbly took a step closer as well. Perfect, he was completely blown away by me. He wanted me, though he fought not to. I cupped his chin and brought his face close to mine so he looked me in the eye. "THIS is happening."
I pressed an open-mouthed kiss on his lips and he accepted. This was way easier than only a few hours ago. He wanted this. I knew he wanted it. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him into me. He held me close to him like he didn't want me to let go. His eyes were closed. I took in the sight for a second, then closed my eyes as well and enjoyed the feeling of this man against me.
Tonight was happening. Funny Man must've thought I wanted to go further than just kissing him, but no. I didn't intend on going further tonight. With a last nip on his lower lip I let go completely and withdrew myself from him. He almost fell over because of the sudden loss of contact but quickly awoke from the state. "Danny?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Don't sound so needy, Funny."
"Needy? I've managed to spare myself for 28 years and you call me needy?"
I let out a harsh laugh, mocking him. "Don't tell me you didn't expect me to go further tonight. You and I both know you were expecting that and you were getting ready for it. Bracing yourself for the feeling you've desperately tried to avoid."
"Stop it", Funny barked, loud and angry. "I'm not just someone you can fuck at the first night! You're lucky you even got the privilege of kissing me!"
He seemed so convinced of his case, I almost regret putting him back into his place. I flexed my shoulders, he looked at me, watching my muscles ripple. A strange light disappeared into the distance of his eyes, but I saw. He wanted me but he didn't dare to admit it to himself.
"By the end of the week you'll be begging on your knees for me, Funny. Just wait for it", I growled.
He shuddered, then his anger flared. "For YOU? Get over yourself, asshole. Who do you think you are?"
"I'm the asshole who's gonna fuck you into oblivion."
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