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488 Toms POV
"right, lets get you dressed, before you catch a cold." Danny said really quietly, his lips pressing to my hair again, before he let me go and pulled me to where all our clothes were. "hmmm, lets see, how about your guitar jammies, Transformers tshirt and the Jedi dressing gown." Danny pulled out those things from the draws, but I didn't want to wear that tshirt. I wanted to wear a hoodie! They were soft like the towel and Dannys hoodie! I whined as I got put in my guitar jammies, but Danny didn't notice, he went for the tshirt, but I didn't want it! I wanted a hoodie!
"arms up Tommy, almost done!" Danny smiled, holding up my tshirt, but I didn't want it! I didn't want to wear it! I wanted my hoodie, I wanted a soft warm hoodie! "come on, arms up, you'll catch a cold if you're not careful." Danny encouraged, coming closer, but I didn't want it! I whined again, unable to say anything, I didn't want it! My chest started going thump thump loudly, under the black star on there, and in a flash, there was a loud slap noise. The tshirt fell to the floor, and Dannys head moved, his hand going to his cheek, the whole thing going red. "don't, don't want it!" I finally said, shaking my head, as I realised what I did.
My hand felt tingly and when I looked at it, it was red too, like Dannys cheek, that he was still holding. I had just hit him... I had actually just hit him. "ow! Tom, what the hell was that for?!" Danny almost shouted, turning to me as I jumped back. "d-don't want... don't want it." I looked to the tshirt and back to the man in front of me. "why didn't you say? You should have said! I would have changed it! You shouldn't have hit me, its not a nice thing to do, that hurt!" Danny came closer, holding onto my arms and making me look at him.
His cheek was so red, my hand was too, because I had hit him. I didn't mean to hit him, but my chest was going thump thump and felt too tight and I didn't know what to do. My hand went to his cheek, trying to look in his eyes, trying to say sorry, my whole body going still again. "sh, don't cry. Its okay, it doesn't hurt so much anymore." Danny wiped my eyes, letting some drops fall down my face. I made another whining sound, trying to say that I didn't mean it, but I couldn't think of the words to say.
"oh baby, don't cry. Come here, its alright." Danny pulled me close, warm hands rubbing my back, "shh, you didn't mean it, its okay. It doesn't hurt anymore, as long as you don't do it again its okay." Danny carried on, letting me cry into his shoulder. I didn't just do that, I didn't just hit him, I hadn't meant to hit him, I just hadn't wanted to wear that tshirt. "shhh baby, shhh. Come on, lets get you the top you want, alright?" I was turned around and made to look at the clothes, the arms still staying around me.
Danny had to go through each tshirt by itself in the end, I couldn't stop crying, I couldn't tell him which one I wanted! "Tommy, you need to tell me what you want. You're getting cold." Danny rubbed my side, going through the tshirts again. "okay, so its not a tshirt. What about a shirt?" Danny asked, I shook my head. "okay...oh, want a hoodie then? They're soft, and warm." Danny made me nod at last.
489 Harrys POV
When me and Dougie turned up at Tom and Dannys, they had changed, the way they were holding each other, it was different. The way they were looking at each other had changed too, it was more desperate, apologetic in some ways. "is everything okay in here?" I asked, stepping closer. "yeah, yeah, its fine." Danny nodded, scratching at his cheek. Tom tensed even more, glancing between us, Danny and the floor, fixing his eyes to the floor, he looked ashamed of himself. "we just er, didn't sleep well last night." Danny was clearly lying, there was no way someone could look that panicky after just a bad nights sleep.
"ah alright, wanna go do something then?" I asked, deciding it was better to ignore their behaviour until I could talk to Danny privately. "yeah, yeah, alright...come on Tommy, lets go do what I said we would do, right? Go and cuddle up on the sofa, like we planned." Danny quickly dragged Tom to the nearest sofa, pulling the both of them onto it, squeezing the troubled blonde as close as possible. Even in Dannys tight grip, Tom managed to rock himself back and forth a little, like he always did. But, this time, it wasn't the usual rocking, not like he normally did, this was more fearful, like he was comforting himself with the motion. Something serious had happened this morning, to make both of these boys look so scared and cling so tightly to each other.
They didn't let each other go all day, it took hours to get Danny on his own, he refused to leave Tom by himself at all. He only left him when the boy finally fell asleep, seemingly exhausted from spending so long panicking internally, his medication giving him the extra boost he needed to drop out of the world for a few hours. "Danny, what happened this morning? Seriously, what made you both so panicky?" I made Danny leap feet, proving just how tense he was. "nothing, nothing happened. We just didn't sleep very well, like I said." Danny spun round to face us, looking so jittery there was no way that he was telling the truth. "Danny, come on, what happened? What did you do?" Dougie asked, looking so worried.
"nothing, I swear, nothing happened. Its perfectly fine, nothing I can't handle." Danny answered, pushing past us to get back to Tom, who was still curled up on the sofa under his Star Wars blanket, the one that Danny had gotten for him for his birthday while he was still...away. "then it couldn't have been that bad, so what happened?" I pushed, sitting next Danny on the floor, watching him stroke Toms hair lovingly.
"fine, look, obviously, I finally got Tom to have a bath this morning, and it went well. I had to undress and wash him, but he was fine for the most part. But then I went to get him dressed, and Tom didn't want the tshirt I had picked out for him, and he got stressed because he couldn't find a way to say that he didn't want it. So, he hit me. He didn't mean it, I know he didn't, he was so sorry for it, and now he's so scared. He is so sorry, and he can't voice it, he can't find the words." Danny explained, resting his head against Toms, holding onto him as tight as possible, somehow looking guilty for this, like it was his fault.