The Bang To My Sex (A Dan Avidan Fanfiction)

Cherish The Little Things

***Sorry again for a delayed update. I've been taking care of my mother pretty much full time. I just want to put this out there: don't take life for granted. Don't take your loved ones lives for granted. Anything can happen in a split second. Your - and their - lives can come crashing down at any moment. So please, cherish the moments you have together, and tell them how much you love them, and how much they mean to you. Give that person the biggest hug, and appreciate your time spent with them, before it's too late.***

They had to head out shortly after, but I made sure to thank them at least a hundred more times before they left. I stared at the supplies for what felt like hours, grateful but still in shock. Painting was the one thing that allowed me to forget all of my problems for a few hours, just getting lost in the strokes of the brush, the blending of colors, and the passion I felt in every piece.

I was only shaken from my trance when I felt a tear hit my leg. Wiping my face, and sniffing deeply, I decided to send Dan a picture of my new supplies, and an embarrassing apology text for falling asleep on him last night. He congratulated me, feeling excited for me to use new materials, and told me not to worry about falling asleep.

"I thought it was honestly adorable. I'm glad my voice can bring comfort, and I'm happy you feel comfortable enough with me to fall asleep."

I typed out a reply. "I can't wait to fall asleep to the sound of your voice when you get back." Realizing how creepy that might sound, and being afraid it'd be too far, I backspaced it, replaying with a simple smiling emoji.

Then came another text from him.

"Honestly, I can't wait for you to fall asleep on me when I get back. These video calls are killing me."

I squealed on the inside, my face immediately turning bright red. I wondered to myself why he only talks like this over text. It's probably easier for him, he's more confident. I loved it, but I'd also love to hear him say it.

"I can't wait either. I think I took our time together for granted."

"What do you mean? I'm the one who didn't tell you I was leaving until the end."

"I know. I guess I just mean I cherish those memories so much more, looking back. And I wish I had appreciated them more. Idk, I'm probably just in my own head."

"Don't sweat it, Lovebug. There's a lot more memories to be made. I'll be home for Christmas. I'll actually be landing the morning of Christmas Eve. Arin offered to pick me up."

"Dammit Arin!" I exclaimed out loud.

"I hope he can handle that type of chaos."

"Oh yeah, he might have a lot of rage, but he's a good driver."

"That's good."

"Yep. Well, I've gotta head out, get the day started. I'll call you after the show tonight?"

I chuckled at my phone screen, amused he felt like he had to ask.

"You better!"

"I will. Take care, Lovebug."

I smiled so hard, my cheeks started to hurt.

4 more days. 4 more days until I could see him again. 4 more days until I could feel safe in his embrace. 4 more days until I could be comforted in his scent again. 4 more days until I tell him I love him.

I've second guessed myself about a million times since these feelings came up as to when the right time is. Truthfully, there never really is a right time, but I have to be the one who decides, before it just falls out of my mouth. That's already happened once, and I'm so glad he didn't hear me. I've also second guessed whether he had heard me or not about a million times, but I feel like if he did, he would've brought it up by now.

To avoid a mental spiral, I decided to go to my P.O. box and bring the Christmas presents back to wrap them. They came yesterday, but I completely forgot about them.

Thankfully the drive was only about 10 minutes away, 25 with traffic.

Once I got back home, I searched through my coat closet for any wrapping paper and gift bags from previous years of gift giving. All of my years of reusing gift bags finally came in handy, I was able to find bags that fit everything perfectly, saving me the headache of trying to wrap a gift.

I have as much skill as wrapping gifts as a tornado in a ribbon factory. It's chaotic, destructive, and definitely not going to have a good outcome.

I found a couple of bows, stuck them to the bags with a little double sided tape, and called it a day.