LittleLouiseeee - thank you! and happy birthday!
Chelsea - well he could be getting better! ;)
450 Harrys POV
The next few weeks were strange, as we got used to Toms behaviour, adjusting to him again. Danny struggled with him for days over food, begging him and not backing down until Tom actually ate something. Eventually, Tom gave in, and let himself be fed as much as he could stand, which was almost normal meal size, and some snacks as well. Obviously, Tom had his off days where he didn't eat at all, and completely melted down at times, but mostly, he was fine.
As for the rest of the day, Tom mostly cuddled up with Danny, either laying on his lap or just in his arms, like he used to. Also, Tom actually stayed in bed most nights too, he actually laid in bed and slept. We were all relieved at that, to know that Tom actually seemed to be getting better…or at least changing for the better. He was still childishly dependant on us, and didn't really use the same amount of words he usually did, but, he was still Tom on the inside. And that seemed to be good enough for Danny, he always looked so happy to be Toms boyfriend again, and see him beginning to show some improvement.
At the moment, Tom and Danny were curled up on the sofa, facing each other, having a whispered conversation between the two of them. They were talking so quietly that I couldn't even hear them, even though I was sat right next to their heads. Tom didn't really say that much, Danny did most of the talking, though it did look like Tom was at least listening, even if he wasn't facing Danny. His long fingers were playing with Dannys necklaces instead, bringing the key he still kept around his neck to hold in his hand. "shiny." Tom commented, a little louder than usual, his lips upturning to smile at it.
"what? Oh, thats your key Tommy." Danny smiled, holding Toms hand and the key, moving it to make the light move across the ceiling. "my key?" Tom looked confused, before going to look at the light dancing. "your key, it doesn't actually open anything...but, it meant that...it doesn't matter." Danny seemed to have a thought, trailing off. "why?" Tom asked, his forehead creasing cutely from behind his glasses. "it just doesn't. Its yours, thats all that matters." Danny took it off and put it over Toms head instead. "pretty." Tom seemed distracted now, looking at the shining key. "very pretty, like its owner." Danny smiled a little, kissing Toms hair, looking a little downhearted again. I knew he had been about to explain that that was the key he was going to give to Tom, when he asked him to move in with him. He hadn't got his own house key cut, so Tom had a choice on which house he wanted them both to live in. Asking Tom that now was probably not a good idea, we had no idea on how he would react to that, and it was too soon after them getting back together again, and I knew for a fact that neither of them had talked out what actually happened that night. It was probably best to leave it until Tom had gotten better and he had talked about what had happened that night with Danny first, then they could move in together properly.
Luckily, Tom seemed to not notice Dannys small compliment, just started playing with his new necklace. "shiny." Tom giggled, like a child. It was pretty cute to be honest, to hear him giggling, sounding so happy. I ruffled his hair playfully, he laughed again, before Danny adjusted his hair back to normal. Tom smiled and nuzzled into Dannys shoulder, watching the key shine, twisting the chain around his fingers. Danny grinned at him, enveloping the boy in his arms more, tracing patterns over his back and arms. The grin didn't let up all day, Danny literally spent the whole time Tom was cuddled up to him grinning and hold the blonde, watching him be fascinated by the light reflecting off his key. Tom didn't even care when we gave him his dinner, just ate it without a fuss, too busy looking at his key to even notice he was eating.
"I'm proud of you Tom, you're doing so well!" Danny praised, heaving Tom onto his lap without much effort, squeezing him. "you are, we're proud of you too." Dougie leant on the blonde, nuzzling into his bony shoulder. "so proud." I echoed, leaning on the boys too, hugging both blonde, after letting Carrie worm her way into the hold too.
451 Dougies POV
We cuddled until Tom started yawning, looking tired eventually, the shining key not enough to keep him awake and occupied. "alright, bed time Tom, you're looking tired." Danny smiled, picking Tom up, he whined loudly, reaching out with one of his hands for us. "whats up baby? What do you want?" Danny asked, bouncing Tom a little. "don't wanna go!" Tom whined, pouting cutely. "why not? Are you not tired?" Danny looked between us and Tom. "no!" Tom yawned again, shaking his head. "but you're yawning, and its bedtime!" Danny looked confused at Toms words, his hand still reaching out for me and Harry.
"you want us to come with you, don't you?" Harry seemed to have an idea, pulling me upright too. Tom smiled and nodded, grabbing my hands. "oh, I see. You guys mind coming to bed now?" Danny sighed, rubbing Toms back. "no, we can always chuck on the TV if we need to." I shrugged, I would do anything to keep Tom happy, and if he wanted us to come to bed with him, then we would go to bed with him. "thanks, come on then Tom, bed time." Danny smiled, carrying Tom up to bed, helping him get ready for bed.
We all cuddled up into bed, nuzzling closely into each others bodies. "night guys." Danny sighed, nuzzling into Toms shoulder. "night." Harry smiled back, kissing my shoulder gently. "night." I repeated, cuddling up between Harry and Tom, holding the both of them close. "night night." Tom giggled through a yawn, holding his fist around Dannys shirt, the other still holding onto his key. "sleep tight Tommy, don't let the bed bugs bite!" Danny tickled Toms side, he squeaked loudly with a laugh, pushing the tickling hands away. I could tell this was a nightly ritual, Danny was smiling knowingly, like he was used to this, but still enjoyed hearing Tom squeal and giggle at his tickling. Eventually, Tom and Danny calmed down and fell asleep, curled up close together, clinging to each other. Tom also had a firm grip on my arm, making sure I was keeping hold of him, that I was still there. I fell asleep soon after, feeling warm and protected by my friends.
Waking up, I found that Tom and Danny were already awake, showering by the sounds of things. Harry was still sleeping behind me, holding me so tightly and so close it practically hurt. I cuddled closer to him, turning over and cuddling into his chest, enjoying the close skin on skin contact. "mmm, no moving, I'm comfy." Harry mumbled, sounding sleepy. "sorry, I'm not moving anymore." I whispered, wriggling closer. "good." Harry said simply, pulling the duvet over us properly, falling asleep again, safe in the knowledge that Tom and Danny were happy for the moment.