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"Imagine...": Realizing your feelings for Danny and confronting him about them.
"I'm so sick of living with him," you groaned as you stuffed the crust of your pizza into your mouth. You sipped your drink, a burp escaping. "You have no idea how awful it is."
Jack chuckled. "Try living with Merritt. Did you know he talks in his sleep?"
You rolled your eyes. "Yes. I lived with you both for a year. You snore, he talks."
"I do not snore!" Jack yelled, pointing at you accusingly.
"Yeah, yeah." You brushed off his complaint, cleaning up your dishes and moving them to the kitchen sink. "Danny just doesn't know when to quit with his hook-ups," you huffed, slouching against the back of the couch.
Jack studied you, his eyebrows furrowing in an attempt to read your facial expression. He took a large big of pizza, his eyes still locked on you as you watched the TV in front of you. Swallowing, Jack asked, "Do you think you're annoyed with Danny because you're jealous?"
Your eyes grew wide at the sound of Jack's words, mouth agape slightly. "W-What?"
He laughed one of those laughs that makes him hunch over. For the first time in your one and a half years of friendship, he had caught you off guard. "I'm not saying you like him bu-"
"I do not like Danny," you told him through gritted teeth. Your hand involuntarily touched your lips, the words sounding almost as though you were trying to convince yourself more than your best friend. "I mean, I couldn't possib-"
"Oh, but it's possible!" Merritt announced as he flung his body over the back of the couch, his arm wrapping around your shoulder and pulling you closer to his side. You could smell the musky scent of his body wash from the shower. It comforted you in a fatherly sort of way. You sighed, settling your head on his shoulder.
"How long have you been listening to our conversation?" Jack asked him. "You said you were heading to bed to read."
"Yeah, but I'm starting a new mystery novel and it takes a bit for the action to come," Merritt confessed as he pulled you closer. "So, why can't it be possible for you to like our local grumpy cat?"
You giggled at Merritt's ever so clever poke at Danny's attitude. "I don't know. I mean, for instance, he isn't like me."
"No he is not," Merritt confirmed, shaking his head. "You're beautiful, sexy even." You blushed lightly. "You're not into shutting people and their ideas down. You two have more fights than an old married couple."
"Exactly," you said, standing up and turning toward your two family members. "How can I liked someone who constant picks fights with me?"
Merritt and Jack looked at each other, a twinkle in their eyes shining bright. "Maybe it's because he likes you," Jack sang. Merritt smiled in agreement.
