You scanned yourself up and down in the large mirror that hung in your closet as you judged how your dress had looked in your every movement. The red dress had hugged you very tightly at your waist, and the v-neck had cut extremely low revealing a decent amount of your chest, as the thin straps had wrapped up and over your shoulders to cross in the back and tie. You soon approved of the way your hair and draped nicely over your shoulders and onto your back, as you had heard Daniel call you from the bedroom.
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"Y/n, babe we've got to get going." He summoned you, wanting to head out to the award show as soon as possible. As you slowly walked out of the closet, making sure you could walk in the heels without tripping over yourself. Daniel had been sitting on the edge of the messy, unmade bed, his hands in his lap looking towards his phone screen, which he was most likely going over his lines for the show, since he had been hosting a section of it. But his head had swiftly been lifted from the phone once he had heard the clicks of your shoes. His gaze started at you foot that had been planted forewords, as he trailed up your freshly shaven leg that stuck out from the slit in the dress that had gone up a decent ways to the point your thigh had been out. You watched his face searching for approval, as you spun around entrancing Daniel even more than you had to start. He had stood up by then, but still hadn't said a word as he continued to gawk at your appearance. "Do you like it?" His silence made you quickly wonder whether you looked okay.
He coughed, starting whatever had been caught in his throat, "like it, Y/n you look amazing." He assured as he walked up to you, as lightly held your hands. "Now we've got to get going, mic check is soon." He informed as he led you towards the front door trailing behind you, but you could feel his eyes on your body as you walked. Soon enough, the both of you were chauffeured to the event, picking the other four why don't we boys along the way. Eventually the car had stopped in the front of the event, and the door had opened to a black carpet, with multiple celebrities already piled on, cameras flashing away. The door had opened, and you elegantly stepped out, while the rest of the boys had been anything but graceful. You giggled as you watched Daniel trip over the edge of the car, quickly falling to his knees on the ground. He was slightly embarrassed at how he had been on the ground, so without a thought, he quickly tugged the edge of your dress causing you to go down with him, and in the meantime your dress had swung up and had revealed the thong you had been wearing. Luckily the rest of the boys had been gentleman's and built a wall before paparazzi could sneak a photo. But that's not to say that Daniel had not come upon a problem himself. He had gotten a boner. This was not a particularly good situation. There was no way for him to escape this, one way other guests arriving and the other way a bunch of paparazzi. He decided to quickly stand up and form his only solution. He pulled you in front of him to block it. The boys had already gone forewords, not even noticing the predicament, but you had. Daniel had quickly pulled you towards him, wrapping his arms around you, trying to pull it off as if you were taking cute photos. The two of you had been making your way through the celebrities, Daniel saying an awkward hello to some, but having you pressed up against him was not helping the situation. "Baby girl why'd you have to do this to me," he pleaded whispering it into your ear. You had just laughed in response, finding it completely ridiculous. Soon enough you had escaped the public standards, and Daniel had calmed downs a bit, but he still was not pleased. Eventually Daniel had been called over, gotten his earpiece and microphone, as well as the rest of the boys. They had been hosting a section of the pop music awards, but they had chosen Daniel to do most of the speaking. Daniel had stepped his way through the boys, making his way towards you, as they waited for their cue, having no clue when they go on. Daniel didn't care, though he had an issue to fix and he intended to let you do so. He had walked up to you, giving you a slight hug, as he leaned over a whispered in your ear. "Y/n, baby, you've got to finish what you've started, come on follow me," He seductively pulled you down the hallway, until he had found an empty janitors closet. He quietly pulled you in to it, making sure no one was watching. As soon as you were in the room, he had shoved you, gently against the wall that had been covered with mops, as he lifted you up and resting him against his waist. Dani had briskly pressed his lips upon yours, you returning the favor, never turning down a chance to kiss his lips. In such a rush, he had instantly rushed one of his hands, up the slit of your dress in order to pull down your panties. He did not ease you in at all, taking no time at all to shove three fingers into you. But no matter how long, you had still felt the pleasure. You leaned into his body putting your mouth to the side of his head, using his full body for support, your feet still in the air with Daniel holding you. Meanwhile, the boys had been being ushered on stage, not even realizing that they did not have the blue eyed boy with them. Still, the four left had strutted on stage all in their suits as they made their way to the the center of the stage. Luckily you couldn't hear the moans as the boys had announced themselves due to the cheers of the crowds but that wasn't long enough. "Hey you guys, I'm Jonah." He started, his microphone turning on for his part. The next three had followed, until it was Daniels turn and everyone had gone silent, except for the four boys who conversed with one another, confused on where the tall boy was. Right then the breathy moans had been rippling throughout the extremely large auditorium, and the boys had instantly known. "Oh god Daniel, please-" followed by a "Mmmm, ughhhh." In your favor, you had finished seconds later, and Daniel speedily got his suit back on, ready to sprint back outside, thinking nothing has happened. In the meantime the boys are making jokes to try and suffice but it doesn't work when they burst out laughing hearing it themselves. Out of nowhere Daniel sprints on stage, of course his hair messy and his shirt with only so many buttons together, but still onstage. He was puzzled at first as to why the crowd had been laughing, and why the boys couldn't breath. He tried to cover up the incident with an apology, but lord that wasn't going to help. "Hi I'm Daniel, sorry for being late I had gotten lost. What did I miss?" He had to resist himself from blushing.
"Oh, not much Daniel just some jokes." Jonah let the laughs escape in between lines, meanwhile Daniel watched you scurry to your front row seat as though nothing had happened, but you could feel the stares as well. Let's just say that you and Daniel had a huge explanation and had gotten the cover of People magazine that week.
