Dan Howell Smut

Jealous Boi

"Dan, can you please come with me to my 5 year high school reunion?" you ask Dan who sat on his couch crease doing the usual.

"Yeah, sure," he mumbled as he continued looking at a newly discovered meme.

"Wow, I sure do love your enthusiasm.

After a few weeks, you felt extremely nervous about seeing the assholes you graduated with.

Thinking about what impression you can give off on how happy and close you are to achieving your goals.

It was a Saturday night, you decided to wear a maroon dress that hugged your curves perfectly with some black high heels.

"Holy moly!" Dan yells out as he walks into your shared bedroom.

"What'cha think?" you say giving him a twirl.

"I think we should stay for the night, how about that?" He says giving you a cheeky wink.

"That can be the after party," you say rolling your eyes jokingly.

The reunion was going surprisingly well.

You were able to catch up with some old friends even though Dan just stood next to you awkwardly.

This was until you bumped into your ex boyfriend.

"Wow Y/N, aging is doing you good," he says clearly drunk out of his mind.

"Nice seeing you too," you roll your eyes. The memories of the terrible way he treated you and how he belittled you.

"Who's this prick?" he says pointing at clueless Dan.

"He's my boyfriend..." You squeeze Dan's hand in assurance.

"You couldn't find anyone better than me, huh?" he sips his beer, "look, I take you back to my place so we can have some fun."

You slightly gag, then your ex pulls out his phone, "so what's your number, we should catch up for old times sake. If you know what I mean?"

He winks at you and you could feel Dan becoming tense.

"What the fuck, man?" He yells as Dan shoves him away from you. 

"Touch her and I'll fucking hurt you," he says angrily.

"I wasn't even going to tou-"

"Fuck off!" Your ex quickly ran from you two in fear.

"Thanks," you whisper as you hugged him.

"No problem, it's just sad how his hairline is as fucked up as his personality."

"You're kinda cute when you're jealous," you giggle,"how about we ditch this clown show and go back home?"

"No need to tell me twice, babe."

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