-sweaty palms, warm lips- (egobang)

panic

DAN POV
(fluff, smut if you squint)
"Next time on Game Grumps, we are going to flip our shit. "
Both of the microphones are turned off as Arin flops on the couch.
" I'm going to the grocery store to buy some snacks, do you want anything? "
Fuck, the piercing of this man's eyes. Sweat rolls down your forehead as you mindlessly stare at him. You lose track of time as a small bulge starts to-
" Dan, are you okay? "
" I'm completely fine, and no, I don't need anything. "
" Ok. I'll see you later than. "
He leaves through the door, and you start to shiver. Arin walks to his van as cold sweat runs down your forehead. Holy shit, that was like walking over hot lava. You look around the house to see if anyone is in the building, but no one responds to you. A few minutes pass by, and Arin still hasn't come back. You briskly walk through the hallway and call his name. Shaky movements take over your body as tears stream down your face, feeling numb.

A ring interrupts as you rush down the hallway. Arin steps out of his car and you quickly run down to the elevator. Wet tears fly through the air as you run.
He doesn't truly love you.
You shakily press the buttons on the elevator.
You're a freak.
The elevator drops down.
What the fuck is wrong with you.
You walk into the lobby and wait for Arin as your sweaty palms clasp together.
" Oh my god, Dan, are you okay? "
No response comes out of your mouth.
You look down and start to leave, but you are interrupted by warm arms around your waist.
" I'm so fucking sorry. "
You try to speak, but warm lips press against your dry ones. You can recognize a hint of mint and pizza. You wrestle with him for dominance, but you find yourself lightly moaning as he nibbles on your lower lip.
A-Arin...not here, not now..

His lips finally escape as you both pant from the lack of oxygen. You decide to take another shot this time. It's a light and soft kiss, the kind middle schoolers give on a first date, unlike his.
" Holy shit, Ar. "
" I'm sorry, that was too much, wasn't it. "
" No...it was perfect, actually. "
You offer to take his hand, and he accepts. What a day today has been.