As the night drew on, the others slowly decided to go to bed as well before all of them at once. Once Travis and Patricia left, the others realised what time it was and decided to turn in for the evening. Daniel had to wait for everyone to leave, anyway, as he had the living room to sleep in. Audrey and Kristopherson had their own rooms, as they weren't going to share a bed and neither was Daniel.

So, the Westley was stuck on the couch in a home that he owned, trying to get comfortable and cozy where he laid. It wasn't difficult. In fact, he would argue that it was more comfortable than his bed at home. Perhaps it was time to buy a new mattress.

Within half an hour, he was dozing and about to drift off until the sound of a door opening upstairs brought his consciousness back to the forefront. The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs is the part that actually woke him, drawing his attention to the shape of Kristopherson walking past him on his way to the kitchen. Obviously, the wolfman thought he was asleep since he didn't even acknowledge Daniel. It didn't really hurt his feelings, however. It just gave him an opportunity to observe him.

Even in his night clothes, Kristopherson was coordinated. That was something that could be learned from living with him for a few months. Daniel could see that he was still a handsome man, too, if not a little scruffy. That bridge was burned, however. There's no point in trying to rebuild what nobody wants to be fixed. Sitting up, the Westley decided that he needed a drink of water as well. The dryness of his throat had been bothering him, but now that he was completely awake, he was aware of the fact. Thus, he stood and walked for the kitchen as well, uttering a tired sigh.

The sound alerted the other of his presence. "Thought you were asleep." Kristopherson said before taking a sip of his own glass.

"Hard to, with you stomping down the stairs." the Westley answered, opening a cabinet while the other rolled his eyes. He didn't get a response, however. At least, not right away. It wasn't until Daniel started pouring water into a glass that Kristopherson spoke. In the meantime, he simply stood, watching the Westley while leaning against the counter.

"So you're renting this place to Audrey?" he asked while the other put the pitcher back into the fridge.

"Yeah." Daniel stated.

"Why?"

"Because he's my friend?"

"No, I mean why rent it?"

"'Cause." Taking a drink, the Westley paused. "It's expensive."

"You having money trouble?" questioned the wolfman, prompting the other to abruptly set the glass down and stare at him. He was silent at first, but it could only last for so long.

"All these properties I inherited cost money." the Westley stated. "I'm a millionaire, but not as rich as I used to be, now that daddy dearest's money is split between the four of us."

"Why don't you just sell it?" Kristopherson shrugged.

"Dunno how."

"Google it."

"Listen, why do you care?" questioned Daniel, automatically skeptical to his ex's intentions.

"Well, 'cause I'm still friends with you. At least I hope so."

With that response, Daniel realised who was the rude one in this situation and sighed, tapping his fingers against the table before facing the other again. "I'm sorry." he said. "Thanks. For worrying."

"No problem on my part, but for you? What's going on?" Kristopherson asked. "Are you okay with me?"

"Yeah… No… Kinda?" In truth, the Westley wasn't sure. His emotions were still mixed when it came to Kristopherson. Yes, he was a very attractive man and he cared about him, he didn't really feel for him in a romantic sense anymore. He was stuck in a very strange position. "It's like… I don't hate you, but I always expect you to hate me?"

"I don't hate you." the faux-blonde replied. "I've moved on since then. Now, you're just… 'Dan'. I'm not mad anymore."

"That's hard to believe." Daniel said with a scoff. Shaking his head, he added: "I remember how mad you were. I'd never seen you that pissed off before. Then I remember that I'm the asshole who did that to you. I'm also the asshole who… just can't seem to be nice to the new guy."

"Yeah, I'd appreciate it if you'd be a little more pleasant to Logan, but…" Kristopherson stopped to find his words before shaking his head. "It's over, y'know? I'm not gonna hold onto it anymore. You're a good guy, Dan. Maybe not as a boyfriend, but as a regular friend? You're pretty okay."

Nodding, Daniel took a seat at on top of the counter as well. "Thanks." he said, causing the other to smile a bit before presenting his hand.

"Friends?" the wolfman asked, waiting for the other to chuckle.

"Friends." answered Westley, taking Kristopherson's hand and shaking it. "I'll try to be friends with blue guy, too."

"His name is Logan." reminded the other.

"Yeah, I know."

"Then say that."

"'That.'"

"Oh my god, you're such a dick." Kristopherson accused, but laughed at all the same.

"He seems like a good guy, though." admitted Daniel with a nod. "He good to you?"

"Yeah, he's a good guy. I like him."

"He make you happy?"

"Of course, I wouldn't date him if he didn't. Why?"

"Then he's the one you should go out with." he stated, patting his friend on the shoulder. "He fucks up, though, I might just have to beat his ass."

"Like you could."

"I have been doing push-ups, mind you. I can do up to twenty."

"We go to the gym together."

"Well, then I dunno what to do about it. You might just have to beat his ass for me on your behalf."

"I'm not gonna beat his ass any more than I did yours."

"You didn't, though?"

"Exactly."

It was surprising to the both of them how easy it was to talk to the other. They thought it would be more difficult given what happened, but time has passed and wounds heal. Acceptance for the situation has sunk in and they could move on from there. It was going to take some more easing back into, but they had made progress. They could sit together and talk about it, which was a major step and that was important.

"Next time, you should bring Garfield." said Daniel with a mischievous grin.

"It's 'Logan' you dick."

"'Richard', then."

"Fuck you, asshole." Kristopherson said, playfully punching his friend's arm. Daniel couldn't contain his laughter any longer as he said:

"No, thanks. You have a boyfriend."


A/N: I really like Kristopherson and Daniel's relationship. It's the most "real" to me. Super normal and understandable, I think. Sure, they might've fallen out of love with each other, but that's not gonna stop each other from being a part of each other's lives. They still care, even if it's not in the way a boyfriend would.

A few people might be upset with me about this hahaha... I can't stop people from shipping, though, and I have no real interest or intention in trying.

This chapter might have been done earlier and been a little longer, but I started watching Jessica Jones on Netflix yesterday and I NEEDED to finish it.

Waiting for season two now...

I do need to write an essay tomorrow, though, so I probably won't update. I hope you can forgive me. Gonna write about Ghostbusters (maybe?)

I haven't decided...

Oh, and if you have questions for the characters, we've been out of them for a while.

Jus' sayin', if you're interested, I mean...

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!