Summary: The end of a social gathering with friends was the start of something new with Daniel.
Warnings: none, just fluff.
You don't remember how it ended up with just you two. The rest of the group left earlier, one by one, filtering out which happened to go unnoticed by you. All because you were so busy looking at him.
At Daniel.
Soft music was playing in the background, just loud enough for you two to dance to. You felt tipsy, but you were completely sober and so was he.
He made you laugh, as he always does. But this time, when you two slowly stopped laughing, the atmosphere of your apartment became apparent. The short pause, a silence, between the songs felt too heavy as you looked at each other.
Then the next song played, you didn't know the name of as it was from Daniel's playlist. You were close enough to each other that you could hear him slightly humming the tune of the song before the lyrics were sung by the artist.
In that moment, you knew you were drunk off his presence, a feeling you began loving. Just being around Daniel was so soothing and comforting. You enjoyed it, and by the look on his face, you knew he did too. That's why he stuck around, being the last person from the party that stayed.
You gravitated towards him, or him to you. Honestly you couldn't tell, because you were so mesmerized by his eyes. Even underneath the dim lights of your apartment, the brightness of his eyes could easily be seen. Your own eyes travelled down his face, taking advantage of being so close, noticing all the little details.
When you got to his lips, you saw how he quietly muttered the lyrics of the song playing in the background, but stopped as soon as he saw you watch him.
You felt one of his hands leave its spot from your waist, coming up to hold your cheek. Your hands remained where they were, resting on his shoulders.
That gravitational pull was back, and you still couldn't tell who stepped closer to the other first. Your eyes were back looking into his, and you were close enough to be able to count his lashes.
One, two, but before you could get to the third lash, your eyes closed as his lips were gently placed on yours.
Given how frequently you imagined his lips on yours, the fact that his lips were soft was not at all surprising. However, it must be said that the actual experience was far better than any of your expectations.
You slowly parted away, but your eyes were still closed. He rested his forehead against yours, not wanting to part away completely just yet.
Another song finished, repeating the same short beat of silence before the next song played. This time, the silence was relieving in a sense, a ghost of a smile making its way on your face. This was the first kiss you and him shared.
Every moment you spent together before this one right here, including the silence from the last song, was spent as friends. Now, you two had made an unspoken decision to cross that line of friendship.
He stepped away from you but both his hands were back on your hips, itching to pull you closer and repeat what you two just did. He looked at you, searched in your eyes for any negative reaction. But when he looked at you, all he saw was you fighting the smile growing on your face, and the blush rising to your cheeks.
His heartbeat would've calmed down in relief but it was still beating erratically because he did the one thing he always wanted to do.
"It's getting late" he spoke first, not acknowledging the kiss. You nodded, looking to the side where the clock is hung on the wall.
You'd been staring into his eyes so intently not long ago, but now you couldn't maintain simple eye contact. You stared at the clock for a few seconds too long, not even registering the time because of all the thoughts running through your mind.
It's a quarter past one a.m.
"I should probably leave." Daniel spoke, bringing your attention to him. You nodded again, finally forming words, "are you going to call me tomorrow?" You asked, wanting to know where you stand after this. He nodded immediately, "to talk about this." He gestured between you, realizing that there was barely any space as you two were still standing so close. Almost sharing the same breath, which was ironic because he stole yours not long ago.
"I would now but-" you started, "you don't know what to say?" He finished the sentence, more in a questioning tone than a statement. You nodded, smiling at how he knew you so well.
"For the record, I liked it a lot." He told you, and you decided to not let him go home without some sort of response from you. "I liked it a lot too." You could feel your cheeks heating up again when you saw him smile.
"I should go." He told you, "you already said that."
But neither of you made the effort to move away from each other. Your hand was now moving up into his hair, bringing his face just a little bit closer.
"I really want to kiss you again." He stated, wanting your approval to do so. "Just an innocent kiss." You told him.
He didn't respond, more like you didn't give him a moment to respond since this time you placed your lips on his.
His hand moved to your lower back for a spilt second before he tugged you closer. The movement made you let out a gasp, parting your lips just enough for him to introduce his tongue. You gladly let him deepen the kiss, moving one of your hands to the back of his neck while the other pulled on his hair.
Daniel could taste a hint of strawberries along with smoke. You happened to light up a cigarette earlier with some other friends, but the strawberry was a sweet surprise. He didn't mind it at all, in fact he was quite addicted to your distinct taste. You kissed him until you had given all your breath away. Something that you thought you'd be doing a lot more often after this night.
He had a smile on his face and you could feel yours, so big that it would hurt your cheeks if you smiled any longer.
"That wasn't innocent." You stated but he shrugged, "I never said it would be."
"I really want to stay, but I shouldn't." He told you, and you closed your eyes for a second too long because you thought about letting him stay. "I really want you to stay, but don't ask me because I won't be able to say no."
If the kiss was any indication of how pleasurable he can be, you would love to know what he'd do if he stayed. But he can't, not this fast. This was another unspoken agreement, taking whatever it is between you two now slowly. There's no need to rush into it no matter how deeply you want it.
After all, it is still necessary to have a proper conversation about it rather than letting your feelings take over.
"I won't ask." He finally moved his hands away from your body, though you could tell he was hesitant to do so.
"I'll call you tomorrow." Daniel said, his smile still on his face. "I'll be waiting."
He turned around, walking towards the door to your apartment. He only took two steps away when you called out to stop him, "wait."
Daniel looked at you, pausing mid step but not walking back to you. You took a moment, contemplating your choices.
"Fuck it. Stay." You told him. "Yeah?" He asked, taking one step toward you.
"Yes. Stay the night. Come here" you gestured for him to come closer and he didn't think twice.
This time, he picked you up, letting you wrap your legs around his waist as he kissed you again. This kiss was far from innocent, just like everything else you'd be doing tonight.
Asking him to stay was the best decision.
