For The Rats (One-Shots)

Withdrawling.

Danny shivers under the blankets, shutting his eyes with a gentle groan. His skin was warm and clammy, like mine. 

I press a kiss into his forehead, rubbing his arms gently in an attempt to soothe him. 

"This fucking sucks," Danny mutters, closing his eyes. I could tell he was trying not to squeeze them shut, trying to find some sort of resolution. But there wasn't one, you just had to stick through it. 

"You've got this Danny," I tell him, my voice low and soft. It seemed like every noise was far too loud. "It's just for a few days, and then you'll feel better than before." 

*** 

The darkness enveloped our eyes in a layer of protection to keep out the painfully bright lights, everything in the apartment turned down. There was absolutely no sound, and you could smell sweat lingering in the air. 

My heartrate was slow, the only spikes I'd had were yesterday. Yesterday had seemed to be the worst of it. Today marked day two of cocaine withdrawls with Danny. Yesterday had been miserable, like the definition of fucking hell, it was terrible. But we were better now. I still had a headache and my ears were ringing, but it wasn't nearly as bad as it was yesterday. And I've come to the realization that if you just relax your whole body and shut your eyes as if to sleep, the headache subsides a bit more. Also thinking, if you don't think, your head hurts less. Right now, the throbbing was almost nonexistent when I relaxed. 

I turn into Danny, pulling the blanket up around my shoulders and watching his blue eyes flutter open slowly in the dark. I smile to myself, he was so beautiful. We were gonna make it through this. Withdrawls only lasted for about a week, and then we'd be all nice and sober. Amazing, isn't it? Getting our lives together. It would be worth it. The pain only lasts a little bit. 

It was only 7:30 when we had decided to go to bed, but it was necessary. After throwing up twice, I was exhausted and sick so we just laid down and cuddled. We'd pretty much decided yesterday that we were just going to rest and not try to do anything else, just ride it out. Which was honestly kind of nice to dedicate time to not doing a single thing and just cuddling with Danny. I had my computer turned on with a fireplace video, trying to set a peaceful mood but I had to turn it around because it had hurt both our eyes to look at. So now it was just a dark room with a dull glow, peaceful as we laid in my bed, the headaches long gone. 

Danny shifts his position, snaking a hand up to rest warmly on the side of my torso as I lay flat on my back. I smile to myself, shifting under his loving touch. I turn my head gently to look at him in the dark, his face almost grey with dark shadows. 

I lean closer to him and brush my lips against his, before tasting them softly. I pull back, and shift back into the bed. Words cannot describe how comfortable I am right now, as Danny's eyes sparkle as he looks at me. A soft smile is gracing his beautiful face. And everything was so calm. 

"I love you," he murmurs, reaching out to stroke a thumb over my cheek. 

My lips tug upwards gently. 

"I love you too," I whisper. 

*** 

I wake up on my side with an arm draped over Danny's body, holding him closer to me as he breathes steadily, not facing me. 

I smile softly, moving my hand to trace small circles over his skin. I loved feeling him like this, I just loved him. I had no idea what time it was, and I didn't even care. It was kind of nice. 

*** 

I slowly awaken to Danny's fingers trailing over my skin, sun creeping in through the shades drawn over the window. This time my back is nested peacefully in Danny's chest, one of his arms wrapped around me. The sound of his breathing further relaxes me, lulling me into a state of calm. 

The weight of his body presses against mine, and I feel happy. His lips brush against the back of my neck, and he kisses me softly just below my ear. 

"Good morning," he whispers. 

I smile, humming with contentment. The warmth of his body against mine relaxes me, and I run my fingertips over his hand that rested by my chest. 

I twist into him, rolling over to face him. His eyes survey me, admiring my face and so I smile, hooking a leg over both of his and wrapping him up. I lean forward, and I kiss him, his soft lips sliding naturally against mine. I loved him. 

I grin to myself, shifting under the blanket, stretching a little with a gentle yawn. This felt so good. I lean back into Danny, pulling an arm around to hold me, a smile on my face.