46 Harry's POV
"You got a hug?!" Dougie nearly shouted the next morning, during a debrief before breakfast. We hadn't had a clue about what had happened last night. Danny had just disappeared upstairs and we hadn't heard from him or Tom for the rest of the night. Of course, things had to have gone well, but we wanted to know everything. Did they talk about emotions? About therapy? About anything that was going on? Did they talk at all? Or did they just write?
"Well, I hugged him, he didn't hug back all that much. I think he was a bit shocked, you know? He was shocked when I touched his shoulder too." Danny explained, fiddling with his sleeves.
"It's still something! And better than nothing!" I was sure of it, it was so much better than nothing, and the start of something good, I was sure of it! Hugs were good, hugs were a sign of trust and love. Tom needed trust and love, more than anything else.
"It was, but what was better, was that he agreed to let me help him again tonight." Danny grinned, looked so pleased with himself, he couldn't have looked prouder if he tried.
"Really?" I couldn't believe Danny's luck, how the hell had he managed that?! I couldn't even get Tom to have a proper conversation with me, and Dougie couldn't either. And then Danny had gotten a hug, and managed to spend several hours with him, just the two of them, without Tom running.
"Yep, after Buzz going to bed, we're going to add some lyrics to the song we wrote last night." Danny nodded, he was practically bouncing with glee where he stood.
"Congrats Danny." I praised him, "The company is going to do him a world of good." I didn't mention it would probably do them both some good. Danny was always so close to Tom, and not being able to talk to him like normal, it really hurt his feelings. Surely it hurt Tom's feelings too, but who knew what was going through Tom's head. He looked longingly when Buzz was playing, but God knew if he longed to be with us or not.
"It will, I can't wait." Danny gave a little bounce. It was kinda cute, if I was honest.
He was so excited for the entire day, barely able to hold it in. Tom looked rather happy too, at least calmer than usual, and kept on glancing at Danny. From the looks of it, he was anticipating their writing session. Though he did look nervous, but that was rather normal for him. Maybe he was getting worried about what was going to happen tonight, though I didn't see why he should be. They were going to be writing lyrics to a song, it wasn't going to be too bad. It wasn't like they were going to be talking about feelings.
But, at least he was starting to look like he was excited for something, which was better than absolute terror, or worry. Anticipation and excited were good things, very good things, especially after so long. And if he was writing songs, he was expressing himself, even if it wasn't about what was going on, it still counted, didn't it? I mean, he was learning to express his feelings and his thoughts. That could prove useful later on, or at least in his therapy sessions.
Eventually, In The Night Garden finished, meaning it was time for Buzz to go to bed. So Tom stood up, picking up his son and started heading towards the stairs.
"I'll be up at half eight, that alright?" Danny asked, hugging a knee to his chest.
"Erm, yes, yes that will be fine." Tom nodded, readjusting Buzz in his arms as the baby yawned, leaning his little head on his father's shoulder.
"Great, see you then." Danny smiled again, a slightly calmer one though, probably so he didn't scare Tom off that much.
Tom flashed a smile, then went upstairs, leaving Danny to fidget until he had the excuse to run upstairs.
"Good luck." I jokingly called.
"Not going to need it." Danny laughed, skipping steps in his haste to join Tom.