Daniel wasn't anything like G at all. He was polite, left you alone when you needed space and even helped you out when you had kitchen duty. Why is he in jail then, you ask? Oh I don't know...he was the one to successfully infiltrate the president's office and open fire. No one was hurt, but the wreckage he caused cost more than the most expensive thing money can buy. He was only being nice to show the guards that he was still a good person inside. 'Yeah right' you think.
It was currently time to sleep, but you just couldn't. It was getting harder to breath and you could never make eye contact with your cellmate like you would with G and Renee. You blamed the breathing problem on Renee and the eye contact thing on Daniel. He was too cute for his own good. 'Wait...Nope! Nope! Nada! Never! Stop!' You buried your face in your pillow, trying to cool off the rising heat in your face. You can hear some groaning and the sound of someone rubbing their hands together. You look up to see Daniel, droopy-eyed and slouching. You put yourself in a sitting position, your knees pulled to your chest. "Y/N? Why are you up? Was it me? Sorry..." You quickly shake your head no and say, "O-oh! No, it's okay! I just thought you needed something." Your face softens as the feeling of drowsiness passes through your body, begging to lie down again. You fought through it, looking up at Daniel with tired eyes. His face seems to show a look of shock before he clears his throat. "N-no, I don't need anything. Just a stretch in between sleeping, that's all." You nod slowly as you begin to lay down again. "Okay then." Your voice is barely a whisper. Daniel lies down too, facing you. "Goodnight, Y/N." You close your eyes and mumble, "Night Daniel."
A/N: It's ironic that I make this chapter about Reader-chan talking with Daniel-kun At 12 in the morning when I should be sleeping. I'm tired myself, actually. 'Night guys. (sorry for this short chapter. Consider it a filler.)