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Game Grumps High School Host Club: Danny's Route Pt.1

Shit, ya missed first period. Doesn't matter much since you know how to not be a dickhole online. So, you go to your locker to get your books for the next class. You've had a good enough morning so you don't mind the little inconveniences like a crowded hallway or the noise or the weird weed smell in the South staircase. You hum quietly, a Skyhill song stuck in your head at present, and search for your notebook. It was mostly for nonsense doodling and musings, but you took notes sometimes. Just to be safe, you take your lunchbox just in case you need something to nibble on before lunch.  You close your locker door after giving up on finding your favorite pen and nearly jump out of your skin. Was Dan always standing there? 

"Hey, where're you off to?" He asked cheerfully. 

"Just a free period." You reply, still trying to catch your breath. 

"Well, uh..."

Aw, he's actually kinda shy, isn't he? That's really cute considering you tend to be too...at least around insanely handsome people. You watch him fidget with his blue headphones as he thinks of what he wants to say.

"If you're not busy or whatever...I was hoping I could show you something? I-I mean, like, if you're busy then it's whatever and I don't really care, but like, if you're not-"

Fuckin'??? Of course you're not busy! You try to compose yourself. Danny is the most sought-after member of the Game Grumps Host Club. There were lines outside the cafeteria doors to have lunch with him. And here he was, talking to you. Not only was he talking to you, he was nervous! 

"Hey, I'm actually not busy at all," you reassure him, trying to give him the most comforting look you can. "I'm glad you caught me."

He grinned and bit his bottom lip. You think you held back from swooning but you very well could've done the opposite. He was the most hypnotizing kind of charming. 

"Well, I wanted to show you this really awesome spot where I hang out sometimes...it's pretty cool," he explained, instinctively grabbing your hand to lead you.

His fingers are long and slender, hands calloused from all the guitar-playing. Almost as instinctively, you interlock your fingers. Holding his hand makes you feel safe...calm. You have no idea why. 

He leads you down the hall and up the seemingly endless flights of stairs. He takes you up onto the roof after tinkering with the door's lock, opening the door and inhaling deeply. He let out that breath and grinned.

"So, I know YTA is kind of an overwhelming place to be...so I figured I'd show you where I hang out to destress an' stuff."

You try to take it all in. There's a garden full of flowers and even a table with a few chairs. It looked like a whole different world up there. You take a deep breath. The air feels clean and fresh as it hits your lungs. 

"Pretty rad, right?" Danny asked, sitting down at the table and propping his feet up. "C'mon and sit. We have an hour together before lunch."

"You...want me to stay?"

"Well, why wouldn't I? I mean, I figure you'd need a place to hide from all the guys that must be chasing you."

"You're giving me a little too much credit," you mumble with a sheepish laugh. 

Dan took up his guitar which was leaning against the table and tinkered with the strings idly. He hummed quietly and you watch. What else is there to do when around someone like Dan Avidan? You think of something to say, though neither of you are really required to say anything at all. You could tell he was a person who merely needed to be with another person, not just talk to one.