Why Don't We Preferences

When you cry

Jonah Marais:

You entered the Why Don't We House and slammed the door behind you.  You ran up to the room you shared with Jonah and locked yourself in it.  "Is she okay?" Daniel asked.  No matter how upset you were, you never slammed the door.  You might of closed it roughly a few times, but never slammed it and that worried the five boys.  You came home an hour later than Jonah had expected.  

"I'll be right down," Jonah murmured, following you up.  He tried to open the door, only to find it locked.  "Hey Cutie, can you let me in?" he asked, knocking twice.  

"No, I don't want to talk right now!" you declared nasally.  Your voice cracked, worrying him even more.  

"Come on Sweetheart, open up, it's just me," he coaxed.  

"Jonah, I said no!" you huffed.  Jonah rested his forehead against the white painted wood of the door.  He heard a very heavy sigh before the door unlocked.  You opened up, tears streaming down your face.  Jonah's heart cracked when he saw only sadness in your eyes.  

"Aw, c'mere," he engulfed you in a tight hug, picking you up and sitting down on the bed.  "What happened?" he whispered.  

"I failed an assignment," you mumbled, staring up into his eyes.  

"It's just one assignment," he crooned softly.  

"No, I had a low B in that class and I failed because I 'didn't correctly answer' or some shit," you whined.  "Then I got a detention because I said I answered as best I could.  I swear that damn teacher hates me!"  

"It's gonna be fine, I'll help you with the next essay and anything else until you graduate okay?" he promised.  "But for now, I think we should watch some Netflix, because you need endless cuddles," he winked, causing you to smile.  "There's that beautiful smile," he grinned, getting his laptop.  He played one of your favorite movies and held you until you felt better.  

Daniel Seavey: 

You came home bawling your eyes out, immediately seeking out Daniel.  He took one look at you before rushing over to make sure you were okay.  "Beautiful what's wrong?" he asked anxiously.  

"Everything!  First Lindsay dumped two bottles of water in my bag and my iPad was damaged and so were my notebooks and papers!  I got in so much trouble for that, and the principal made me clean up the puddle!  Honestly it sucked.  Then Lindsay didn't have her fill yet so she ripped up one of my notebooks.  But wait there's more, basketball practice was so hard I landed on my wrist and no one even passed me the ball, even though I was always open.  Coach made us to like ten suicides!" you complained, angry tears streaming down your cheeks.  "I'm so sorry I'm late and I know I said I'd cook for tonight, but I didn't get any groceries!"  

"That's fine beautiful, go take a bath and everything will be okay.  We'll order some takeout and you'll come down after your bath.  Then we'll watch some episodes of Supernatural.  After all, tomorrow is a new day," he grinned.  You sighed as he wiped your tears away.  You nodded, jogging up to the bathroom and closing the door quietly.  You stripped as the tub filled with warm, welcoming water.  You sighed happily as you slid in.  There was a quick knock before Daniel walked in.  You felt fine with him just walking in, it still made you blush a bit though.  He closed the door behind him, setting down some clothes to change into.  

"Thanks Danny," you hummed.  

"Anything for you," he grinned.  "So anything good happen today?" 

"Yeah my awesome and amazing boyfriend made my problems go away, you should meet him," you giggled.  

"Oh yeah?  What's his name?"