Dannyphantom.exe one shots

Hair dye and dinner

Word count. 1.529

Last updated: 01-07-2022

I got a little bored with writing cause it's so long so the ending is not the best.... Don't hate me, I tried ;-;

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'I kind of miss having pink hair. Remember when I had it for a con?' Danny asks while continuing to play with your hand. You're both cuddled up on the couch with Danny's head in your lap. One hand is playing with his hair and the other one he is tracing with his. Maybe the hand in his hair led to this conversation, but you won't know for sure. 'I remember, yes. You look really good with colored hair,' you tell him. You twist a strand of his hand between your thumb and index finger, Danny hums and closes his eyes, fully relaxing in your lap. 'Do you want to help me dye it then? Could go to the store later and pick out a color, we have to go for groceries too,' Danny suggests and looks up at you for an answer. You nod your head. 'Do you know what you want for dinner then? Because I have no idea.' Danny sighs. 'I have to be honest and say I don't really wanna get up and make dinner.' He moves his head, snuggling closer to you. 'Maybe we could just order something and pick it up as we get hair dye. Easier for the both of us and probably also better than any of my cooking,' Danny says. You laugh, 'I am sure you cook well enough for us to eat something. At least desserts then, your tres leches is fucking heavenly!' Danny cracks a smile and replies 'I don't think we can and should survive on just desserts.' You roll your eyes and mess up his hair.

'Come on then, sit. I'm in the mood for some Chinese food, you?' you ask him. You reach over for your phone, ready to order when you know what Danny wants. 'I'm good with Chinese. Although you would be better for dinner,' he says with a wink. You hit his shoulder but laugh anyway. 'Nice try, not gonna happen though. How about I order food, the usual, and you go and look at what hair dye you want to get.' Danny pouts, but this time it doesn't work on you. 'Stop staring and get some hair dye. I don't wanna wait too long for dinner, I'm hungry.' Danny gets up to grab his phone. He lets himself fall back down onto the couch with a deep sigh. You laugh at his dramatic performance.

You are done quickly with ordering dinner, since you get the usual. You've ordered there many times before in the same situation, where one of you didn't want to cook food so you decided to order in. Danny on the other hand is taking a little longer to decide what he wants. He has been looking at different colors of hair dye for almost fifteen minutes now and looks more and more confused the longer he scrolls. You put your hand in front of the screen to make Danny stop. 'Food will be ready in 40 minutes they say. I'm gonna get changed and then we can go, pick out hair dye and I need some things myself. We'll get the food on the way back.' You say as you get up, heading towards the bedroom to get changed and put some well needed deodorant and face cream on. Behind you Danny jumps up from the couch and runs past you to the bedroom. You laugh at him frantically trying to reach the bedroom. 'What on earth are you doing, Danny?' 'Nothing, just sitting in the bedroom to watch you get changed,' he replies with an eyebrow wiggle. 'Nice try, but absolutely not.''

Danny sits on the bed, pouting. 'Please,' he whines, dragging out the word. He is even trying his hardest to give you puppy dog eyes to make you give in, unfortunately for him it doesn't work though. 'Nope,' you say, not changing your mind 'Maybe another time though. If you're lucky.' He falls back onto the bed, letting out a long sigh. 'I never get to have anything from you,' he moans. You roll your eyes, walking over to him with a fresh stack of clothes in your arms. You lean down, your face above his and say 'You get to have this,' before you press your lips down onto his. He moves his lips against yours and quickly reaches a hand up to the back of your head to stop you from moving away from him. You nearly fall over because of his sudden touch but manage to catch yourself by putting a hand up but still lose the stack of clothes you were holding in your hand. The fall between your and Danny's body. You pull away, still a little scared you almost fell on him and laugh. 'Would you not do that again?' you ask, still laughing. 'I just wanted a kiss, not my fault you have the balance of a newborn deer,' Danny replies. You roll your eyes, pick up your clothes and make your way over to the bathroom. 'Oh, come on! I can't even see a little bit?' you hear him ask from the other room. You shake your head, choosing not to reply to him but get changed instead.

A few minutes later you walk out of the bathroom and see that the bed is empty. A surprise that Danny didn't even wait for you, really. You shrug your shoulders. As you walk downstairs you hear him messing around in the hallway. 'What on earth are you doing?' you ask, laughing after you get him in full view in front of you. There are like six pairs of shoes laying around him, spread out on the hallway floor. Danny stands up straight when he hears your voice, turning towards you with a blank expression on his face. 'Just pretend you didn't see this, uhm.' He leans down to grab something, 'Take these and put them on in the living room or something.' You laugh, confused as to what has happened but still walk to the living room, shoes in your hand. You sit down in a chair and put them on. In the background you can hear Danny move around in the hallway, hoping he is putting away all the shoes. You don't really feel like cleaning up another mess of his. You get up to grab the car keys and quietly make your way back to the hallway. Peeking around the corner to see what Danny is up to. He has managed to put away all the shoes that were on the ground before and is now  trying to get his own shoes on, the only problem is he has terrible balance and is trying to put them on while standing up. You know what could happen and walk up to him, and right in time. He stumbles and falls over but gets saved from hitting the floor by you. He manages to grab your arm and keep himself standing up. 

'What has gotten into you today, you act like such an idiot?!' you laugh. 'I got bored waiting! I saw all these shoes and I was like, oh maybe like organize it so my wonderful partner is gonna like it because it's like color coordinated, but then I accidentally knocked it over and suddenly the whole hallway was covered in a sea of shoes. My bad,' Danny says, hands up in the air like he is innocent. 'Almost like you have a thing called ADHD, huh?' you smile. Danny just stares at you, almost looking disappointed at your comment. 'Funny... Let me get the keys and we can finally go. By the time we get home our food is already gonna be cold again,' Danny whines, walking past you. You stop him by grabbing his arm, dangling the keys in front of his face. 'Already got them, come on, I'll drive.'

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Danny ended up choosing a light purple, lavender color for his hair. Only problem is you both forgot to buy gloves and only had one single glove left at home in the back of a drawer. So Danny had the wonderful idea to just make you put a small plastic bag on your hand, tie it with a hair tie so your hands wouldn't get stained. It worked, but was quite uncomfortable since you couldn't move your fingers properly. It did end up working really well, his whole head was covered so the only hope was that it would dye evenly and not end up weirdly spotty. You wrapped an old towel around Danny's neck to keep him from staining his clothes. You both sat on the floor as to not stain anything and finally ate dinner. Luckily for the both of you it was still quite warm and tasted great after a long day. 

After dinner you helped Danny in the shower. You shampooed his hair and washed everything out. Your hands did end up slightly stained purple. You also ended up blow drying it cause Danny was too lazy to do it himself and managed to get you to agree by giving you puppy eyes. After putting some creams in it, it looked really good.