Danny Sexbang X Reader

Ch. 53- Pizza For Dinner

"Who wants something special for din din." I ask. It's around noon.

"I'll eat anything so..."

"Same."

"Dude there's a pizza place nearby. We could have a pizza party." Kit says while dancing terribly.

"Alright. I'll call them up. Do you know the number?"

"Yea man," she relies sleazily. "It's in the phone book."

"Dude I haven't gotten a phone book sense I got out of collage."

"Oh yea. You did a thing were you took courses at the JC and graduated early. That was brilliant by the way." She nudges me.

"Meh. Just easier." I shrug. I had taken some starter courses while in high school and graduated earlier.

That's right. I, hired dancer me, has got a degree. I didn't really want to work as a dancer but I didn't want to deal with the 24/7 requirement of being a emergency surgeon. Yep, I wanted to be an emergency surgeon.

"Aye you guys want pizza?" Kit shouts to the rest of my guests.

"Sure." Is what I hear so I go ahead and call Dominos.

"Guys do you want anything other than pizza from Dominos?"

"Uuhh, no..." Emit replies.

"Alright, just that pizza then." I say into the landline phone.

I hang up and walk around my house aimlessly. There's nothing to do really while I wait for the pizza. I find myself in my room and sit behind the door. In my house when I was younger I would sit behind my door and mope. Not even for anything in specific I was just kind of sad. There's something else I used to do... No that's behind me. The doorbell rings and I jump up.

"I got it!" I shout. Lauren joins me at the door.

"Hey order for (Y/N)? A big brawny man asks while holding a box with wisps of steam rising off of it.

"Ye. Here's the money for the order." I hand him a couple of bills and he dishes out some change. Then he hands me the pizza. I smile and close the door on him. "Food!" I shout. Everyone runs up to my like a hoard of puppies. I place the box on the kitchen table and open it up. Everyone takes a piece and or a few minutes there's silence- something very rare with my friends. We all stand around and enjoy our food while we moan in delight. Get your mind out of the gutter, it's good food moans not sexual moans! Once everyone has had a few slices I ask a question that's been on my mind for a while now.

"Hey guys."

"Yea?"

"Wassup? You sound sad."

"Where's Gus?" Gus was another of our friends.

"Oh, uh..."

"Sorry buddy, I don't know how to tell you. He moved to China."

"Oh, ok. Why China though?"

"Well... I don't actually know."

"Hmmf. Ok."