Mistakes [Second Book]

twenty eight

Daniel's POV

I walk back into the bedroom, finding Joey sitting upright in the bed. A lazy smile is covering his face and I smile, looking at the ground before jumping into bed next to him, setting my juice on the bedside table.

"Good morning beautiful." he says, grogginess lacing his words.

"Morning." I reply, blushing slightly.

"So, I'm supposed to be getting this cast taken off today." Joey states, motioning towards his arm. I smile, nodding.

"That's good."

He nods, looking at me. "Can you come with me?" he asks, and his usual dominant demeanour is hidden completely. 

"Of course I'll come." I reply, smiling at him.

"In more ways than one." he mumbles, smirking. A blush creeps upon my cheeks and I slap his shoulder playfully.

"Speaking of that, Hope heard us last night." I whisper, even though I know she can't hear me.

"Heard us...?" he questions, knowing exactly what I'm talking about.

"You know..." I continue to whisper, my cheeks flaming red.

"You sucking my dick?" he asks, laughing loudly. I nod, looking down in embarrassment.

He chuckles, grabbing ahold of me and pulling me close. I snuggle into his neck, feeling his lips press against the top of my head.

"I missed this," he whispers, holding onto me tightly. I smile, placing a lingering kiss on his neck.

"Me too." I reply, and I feel him sniff my hair.

"Your hair still smells the same." he states, and I turn my head to look at him.

"You're weird." I whisper, snuggling back into (THIS DICK) his neck.

"Shut up and kiss me you fool." he says, so I turn my head and kiss his lips. (IF YOU GET THE REFERENCE, MARRY ME.)

(a/n: I wish it was possible to take a break from life though... like what the hell.)