xxPUDDxx - yeah he was! and i think the same, he's brilliant as Sherlock though, so i wouldn't want him to leave that! and Peter does look like he's going to be the show back to its David Tennant glory again, only with some more dark and angsty themes to it, this is going to be gooooood! xD haha! i have a bit of a thing for Danny's freckles myself, and in my own head cannon, Tom loves them too and likes to connect his freckles together to make pictures xD
460 Toms POV
I got to cuddle with Danny all day, sitting on his lap, napping a few times when I got tired. His arms never let me go, always holding onto me tightly, his hands tracing patterns on my side, kissing my head a few times as he whispered things to me. He whispered that he loved me, that he was so proud of me, that he was going to protect me. I didn't know why he was proud of me, but I didn't ask, feeling happy enough to sit with him, Harry and Dougie and do nothing all day.
Though, Dougie didn't look happy for the rest of the night, he smiled and stuff, but he kept on looking at me, then looking away, pushing himself into Harry. I put it down to him being tired, he always looked tired, maybe he was just sleepy, like how I felt sleepy a lot. Or maybe he was thinking about the monster in his house that he let out. Maybe he was scared of it and didn't want to go home! He could stay here if he wanted, couldn't he? "Danny," I said, looking up from my swinging legs. "yeah?" Danny came over to the table I was sat on, looking up expectantly. "can Harry and Dougie stay tonight?" I asked, looking away in fear of him saying no.
"of course they can! Any reason why you want them to stay today?" Danny smiled, reaching to grab my hand. "I think Dougies scared of the monster in their house." I explained, glancing at Dougie, who was standing in the doorway with Harry, pressing into his chest. "aw baby, there's no monster in their house! The thing you saw was Riddecka the lizard, which is their pet! Dougies just tired, thats all!" Danny squeezed me for some reason, his face melting as he looked at me lovingly. "but it looked like a monster." I was confused, it was a monster in Dougies house, right? It had been a monster, hadn't it? "it wasn't. It was just Riddecka the pet lizard. Its not a monster, just one of the many lizards at Harry and Dougies house. He isn't scared of it, he loves it." Danny explained, pulling away to look into my eyes, "now, stop worrying about things, alright? Just sit tight, dinner will be ready in a minute." He kissed me and bounced back to the saucepans, talking to me about random things until dinner was cooked.
I was handed a plate of spaghetti, and brought to sit on a chair. "now, this is probably going to get messy, but never mind. Open wide Tom." Danny span a few strings around the fork, holding it up to my mouth. I opened and ate the mouthful happily, receiving the biggest grins ever, just for eating. I felt my cheeks heat up and looked away, not sure I liked feeling all these eyes on me. Something inside was screaming that this was wrong, but I wasn't sure what was wrong, it just felt wrong. I ignored it though and carried on, because the feeling of my tummy rumbling wasn't very nice. "I'm proud of you Tommy, so very proud of you. You're doing great." Danny grinned, bringing me closer for a kiss.
I smiled into it, willing my lips to move against his, though they didn't, but I still felt my tummy scrunch up in happiness, so I didn't care. We broke apart and Dannys face flickered with upset, but he smiled when he looked at me again. "I love you Tommy." He whispered, kissing my head this time, nuzzling our faces together. "I...me too." My throat blocked, stopping me from repeating his words, even though I wanted to repeat them so badly. I loved Danny, so much, I just couldn't say it at the moment. "I know you do." Danny smiled, pulling me to the front room to watch another couple of hours of TV, before taking me to bed because it was bedtime.
"night Danny." I whispered first, nuzzling into his arms. "night night Tommy. Sweet dreams." Danny kissed my hair, wrapping us in duvet and each other. "you too." I held onto his wrist as his hand ran through my hair. "I love you." Danny moved to hold my hand. "I lo-," I choked, again, "me too." I sighed, looking away. "good, now sleep tight Tom." Danny brought me to face him again, kissing my nose, settling down to sleep, watching over me as I fell asleep.
461 Dannys POV
It worried me that Tom couldn't say he loved me too, or kiss me, it was like he was being stopped by something, even though he wanted to. I had heard him whimper as we kissed, probably when he realised he couldn't kiss back, though I don't think Tom had noticed he whimpered. I felt so sorry for him, he was being stopped from properly expressing his feelings, by some unknown force. At least now he was at peace, sleeping soundly in my arms, cuddled up as close as possible. "night Tommy, I love you, even if you can't say it back." I whispered, nuzzling into Toms soft hair.
It took me hours to fall asleep, I was just thinking, about Tom, and how to make him better in any way. Tom needed to get better in some way, he didn't even feed himself, let alone anything else. It scared me that he couldn't feed himself, I had tried to get him feeding himself, but Tom couldn't. He just looked so scared when he his hand went anywhere near his face, he found it impossible. It scared me to see him like this, but I guess I had to look at the bright side, at least Tom was eating and gaining weight. He looked a bit bigger than before, and felt chunkier, if that made sense. It felt like Tom was a bit bigger, he was a bit more normal Tom size, it felt so good to know he was gaining weight again. At least that was something, Tom was gaining weight, and wasn't fighting me much during meal times.
I ran my hand down Toms side, resting on his hip, so happy that I couldn't feel much bone anymore. I smiled, nuzzling into my boyfriends shoulder, relaxing when I felt Toms chubbiness. He wasn't at normal weight yet, but, he was getting there. "alright, sleepy time, night Tom." I kissed his neck and fell asleep, holding onto the boys side, reminding myself all night that he was in some way getting better.
Waking up the next day (in the afternoon…woops) I found Tom still laying next to me, but now he was on his back, his head falling to the side to still face me. He looked beautiful, the sun light shining just right on his face, highlighting his pale skin and his golden hair. I couldn't take my eyes away, just laid there, watching until he woke up a while later. "morning Tom." I smiled as Tom yawned cutely. He made a small whining noise and turned over, face planting his pillow, mumbling something like 'not now, sleepy'. I just laughed at him and hugged him, used to this. Tom didn't like waking up in the morning, or the afternoon for that matter. He liked to stay in bed, where it was warm and comfortable.
"come on Tom, we'll have a duvet day if you want, just wake up now." I promised, pulling on his tshirt playfully. "no!" Tom whined, pushing my hands away. "come on, its 2 in the afternoon, and if we're not up soon, Harry and Dougie are going to jump on us." I knew they would, Carrie would send them up if we weren't up soon. "let them. Sleepy." Tom mumbled, falling asleep again. I shrugged it off and dozed with him, giving in, not able to think of a better idea than to cuddle up with Tom for a while longer before we had to get up.
But, all too soon, footsteps were heard on the stairs, along with giggles, oh no, here we go. Trouble in the shape of a drummer and bassist had turned up. The footsteps reached the landing, the giggles being shh'd. "Doug shh! Stop giggling!" Harry whispered, the giggles being muffled a little. "sorry! Now come on! Whats the plan?" Dougie giggled, sounding like a hyper child. "on the count of three. One…two…THREE!" Harry shouted the 'three' footsteps running over to the bed and two heavy bodies jumped on top of us. "ah what the hell guys?!" I cried out, shoving Harry off me, or at least trying to. "you weren't awake yet! We decided to wake you up!" Dougie giggled, wriggling to move on top of Tom, who whined loudly. "we were sleeping!" Tom whimpered, reaching up to cover his eyes with his hands. "sorry! But, wake up time!" Harry laughed, sitting up on my legs, making himself comfy.