Author's Note (Monster): Enjoy.

It was five in the morning when Funny Man awoke. At first he felt content. He was satisfied he got to sleep good for once and he yawned while stretching his body out. Then realization hit him like a rock. I shut out Danny after a nervous breakdown.

Maybe that wasn't the smartest thing to do. Come on now, he didn't have to be the big hero. He managed to save himself for years so why wouldn't he be able to handle himself now?

When he got out of the bed, he caught Danny on the couch in the back, watching some television. He switched channels a few times, more out of boredom than anything else. Funny shook his head with a smile and got himself some coffee. His best friend eyed him suspiciously from the coffee table. "Are you guys breaking up any time soon?"

"No? Why?"

"Because Danny is acting creepy", Charlie commented, taking a bite out of his failed croissant. Where did he even get that thing? It looked like it came out of the engine of the truck in a scrapyard. No really, get that thing out of your mouth, Charlie! That's what Randi said. Oh God, why, Funny Man?

Charlie told me Danny was acting creepy, but all Funny could see, was him watching television. He finished his coffee, put the cup on the breakfast dishes tower in front of Johnny. No shit, story time! So every day someone does the dishes, right? So it wouldn't pile up? Well, this week it was Johnny's turn. The stupid asshole forgot them and now he had to do them all at once. Hilarious to see him do the dishes with that scowl on his face.

You know what his punishment was? What? Yeah of course they punished the poor man. He wouldn't get off the hook for making them eat out of glass or paper towels. So they told him to do all of the dishes…with a toothbrush.

You should've seen the look on his face. Just lovely.

The Mexican made his way over to Danny's spot on the couch in front of the television. He placed his gaze on his friend for a second but then he moved on to the television again. Funny Man stood in front of him. "Don't brood, Dannyboy."

Danny gazed up at him. "You're in my view."

"Come on, Danny, don't be a little bitch about this."

"Oh I'm sorry", he sarcastically stated in return.

Funny Man took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I banned you out of my bunk."

"I don't care."

"You don't?"

Danny shook his head and glowered at the screen. "What is it with television? There's never anything good on it on a normal day. It's like, when you get sick, there's nothing to see but when you're busy doing whatever, your fav show comes up."

"I know, right? It sucks."

"You should get to sucking."

The Mexican frowned at the words of his boyfriend and sat down next to him on the couch. "Don't be so rude."

"I don't like it when you talk back to me. Maybe you need to be taught a lesson."

Funny Man shuddered.

Abuse?

No.

He's never.

Not after what he'd been through.

"Is that what your abusive boyfriend used to say?"

It slipped out before he could hold it back.

He couldn't take it back.

Danny flinched when he spoke the words. His harsh glare of death quickly melted into the horror-struck face as he stared at him in disbelief. As he was about to say something, the words got stuck in his throat and all he could do, was turn his head away. He gritted his teeth, Funny could hear them grind together.

"Danny, sorry. Sorry. I swear I didn't mean to say that. I swear. I'm sorry. Sorry!"

The singer pulled up his knees. "Out."

"What did you say?" Funny Man asked, leaning closer as he hadn't heard the breathless whisper.

"I said: GET OUT!" Danny screamed, fury written across his features but the Mexican could see he was holding back tears in order not to show weakness in front of someone like Funny Man. Someone like a boyfriend.

Because he knew what happened if he showed weakness in front of boyfriends.

Don't show your weaknesses, babe, they might use it against you. They'll press you down with your face and screw you over while you contemplate how in the world you managed to work yourself into that shit.

"No", Funny Man said, not believing what he was saying himself. "I'm staying here and you are too. Instead of running. We're going to talk."

The singer didn't know what do with it.

"Why would you include that abusive asshole into this?"

"It slipped out but you sounded awfully out of it. You were telling me I needed to be punished while I did nothing wrong."

"You kicked me out!" he whined.

"Because you completely flipped out on me!"

Danny glared again. "Because I was abused."

"I know you were and I know it must've been hell but Danny, look at me."

The singer gazed into his eyes to find the most innocent look placed on his face.

"It's me. I'm your friend. I'm your buddy. You know me. And you know I'd never do anything bad to anyone physically because I'm still afraid of getting raped and losing my virginity."

Danny melted a little bit. "I don't want to be afraid anymore but every time I'm in a relationship with someone new, I lose my marbles."

"Then I'll help you pick them up but quit trying to carry this on your own. I know you feel like you can't trust anyone ever again but I'm here for you and I'm falling so fucking hard for you, even when you act like a dickhead."

Danny let out a chuckle and laid down, his head in Funny Man's lap but his face turned upwards so he could see the one he liked.

"I thought you didn't like the submissive side?"

"I do if I can recognize who it is. When I can see your face, I know for sure it's not him. I dreamt a lot about getting away from him when we were still together so if I can't see your face, I'm thinking I woke up out of one of those dreams. It's horrifying."

"It sounds horrifying too, but you're here with me. Stay with me and you'll be safe forever."

The cutest couple in the world had renewed and reassured their relationship and they would keep each other safe forever.

Happy end, right?

Wrong.

Little did Funny Man know his words flipped a switch inside of Danny.

And how he'd regret flipping that switch.

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