NYSM •Moments In Time•

Headcanon #6

((I always had this little headcanon to myself that Jaymes is the J. initial to Danny's name))

"JAYMES DANIEL ATLAS!"

Danny nearly drops his spoon from his cereal bowl at the sudden outburst in the quiet, peaceful apartment. He growls in irritation. Ever since Merritt had figured out the secret initial to Danny's name, he's been getting shit for it. ESPECIALLY when he gets in trouble, then it's all just,

"JAYMES DANIEL ATLAS!"

He grits his teeth while covering the one ear, turning to glare at the mentalist sitting beside him, "I hate yo-!"

"You love me," Merritt grins. He wore striped pajamas and no hat, showing off his balding head.

Henley comes stomping into the kitchen, both men jumping from their chairs when they saw the crazed look in her eyes and the hand crafted saw in her hands. Danny's eyes in particular went extremely wide when she looked nowhere else but at him, glaring into his soul.

"Why the hell do you still HAVE this damn thing?!"

Jack walked in with Logan sleeping on his back, "What's with all the ruckus?"

Logan groans in his hair, as if asking the same thing.

Henley turns to glare at the younger male, while still pointing to Danny, "This asshole still owns the saw he used to cut me in half!"

Merritt furrows his eyebrows, slowly reaching Henley and taking the weapon off her hands cautiously, "And what's so wrong with that?"

"Nothing!" Henley screams while leaving the room.

The boys just exchange weirded out stares, sitting back down in their chairs as Logan barely lifts her head from the nape of Jack's neck, her eyes half lidded.

"She's on her period." Jack sets Logan down on a chair, who leans up against Danny's shoulder to curl up and sleep again.

"Jaymie..." She hums appreciatively while curling her hands around his arm comfortably.

Danny huffs in annoyance, muttering under his breath, "Logan, that's not my name. Honestly I miss being called Danny..."

((Just a quick update! Hope you enjoyed it!))