Café | Danny X Female Reader | Short

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Women

Danny banged on the door, furious at his friend. "Open this goddamn door, right now!" He threatened. As soon as Brandon opened the door, he punched him in his face. Brandon fell to the floor and Danny got onto of him; holding him by the collar. "I trusted you! I f*cking trusted you!"

"I was just-"

"Shut up! Just shut the f*ck up!" He said, punching him again and again and again. "Shut up, shut up, shut up..."

Danny begins to cry, stopping himself from punching Brandon again. Brandon's face was bloody; his eyes were swollen with a busted lip and a bleeding eyebrow. Danny just cried on top of him, grabbing Brandon by the collar again.

"You know I like her! You know I do." He yelled. "You always take them away from me! Why do you always do this!?"

"I-it's not my fau-"

"It's not!? I want to be there for her, I want her to feel better about herself, I want her to love herself. You're always in the way!"

Danny got up and looked at Brandon's lifeless body. He wiped his tears and walked out of his house, slamming the door.

***

You woke up, feeling better after your little session with Daisy. Daisy couldn't walk so you took care of her; you bathed her, made her breakfast, and gave her hugs and kisses.

You lie down on her bed with her, scrolling through Instagram. She wraps her arms around you, smelling your scent.

"Hey Y/n?"

"Yes?" You asked, scrolling.

"U-Um, what were you so mad about yesterday?" She asked. You put your phone down, smiling at her as you kiss her forehead.

"Oh baby, it's nothing you need to worry about." You said, stroking her hair. She blushed, looking down at your chest nervously.

"I...I hope I helped." She said, wrapping herself tighter around you. You chuckled, wrapping your arms around her. You smell her hair, smelling like daisies. (Haha, get it)

"Wait, what time is it?" You asked. You looked at your phone, sighing, relieved you wouldn't be late. "I have to go somewhere. You know, family stuff."

"O-oh okay." She said, getting up from her bed. You got up and decided to put on your heels and suit from yesterday. "Are you sure you don't wanna borrow my clothes or it's out of your style." She joked. You chuckled, fixing your suit.

"I'll be fine, beside, I got to get dress when I get to my house. My old boss's daughter is having a baby shower, I can't be late." You said. She smiled, looking down at her feet. As you walked out of her bedroom door, she followed you; walking beside you as you open her door.

"Will I see you again?" She asked, tugging on your sleeve. You looked down at her action, finding it cute. She looked at you, then looked at your lips.

"Of course, darling." You said, cupping her face as you lean in to kiss her.

Ugh, why did I say darling?