Janiel Oneshots

Your beautiful\\Angst, Fluff

Daniel's POV

"Joey what the hell are you talking about you idiot!?" I yell at joey throwing my phone against the wall.

"Oh so now I'm an idiot? Really!? Screw you Daniel! Who is he?!" Joey yells back. Who is who????

"WHO IS WHO?! OH MY GOD!" I yell. Im so freaking confused.

"THE STUPID BOY YOU'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND WITH AFTER WORK!" He yells. Oh my god. I cant believe this is actually happening.

"JOEY! I LOVE YOU AND ONLY YOU! I CANT BELIEVE YOU THINK IM CHEATING ON YOU!" I yell back. How can he actually think I'm cheating on him.

"Really? Then where the hell have been going after work for the last three damn weeks?!" He cries. I dont think I've seen him cry this hard since his mom overdosed.

"J-joey," I say. I dont want him to pitty me after I tell him why.

"Exactly. You don't have a freaking answer. Good job daniel," He cries, turning around and walking away.

"DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHERE I'VE BEEN GOING AFTER WORK JOEY? I'VE BEEN GOING TO THE GYM! BECAUSE, I'M FAT, AND I LOOK LIKE A FREAKING PEICE OF SHIT ALL THE TIME! ALL I EVER WANTED WAS TO BE PERFECT FOR YOU! AND IM NOT! I HATE MYSELF! I D-DONT WANT TO HATE MYSELF ANYMORE! I D-DONT," I sob collapsing to the floor.

"Oh my God," I hear Joey say right before he runs and collapses on the floor next to me, wrapping his perfect self around me. Why can't I be perfect like him?

"Daniel, I'm so sorry," he says his voice shaking from his previous tears. I just cry and avoid eye contact. He pulls me onto his lap and I start to wrap my legs around him before I realized I'm going to hurt him.

"N-no I'll crush you," I say quietly but still sobbing. My lip is quivering and its annoying me.

"Daniel no you wont, come here now," Joey sternly commands. I shake my head, yet he forces my legs around his waist as we sit on the floor.

"Daniel you are not fat at all! Why the hell do you think that? Your perfect little boy, and the fact that you hate yourself hurts me. Because how could someone hate someone as perfect as you? Everything on your body is perfect," Joey says holding me tight.

Its not true. None of its true.

"No. No, no, no. Im not, I'm not, just break up with me already Im not g-good enough, your freaking perfect, I'm not good enough I never will be," I sob. What is wrong with me?

"Daniel stop! I can't stand to hear you talk about yourself like this! Your the most beautiful human being I've ever met! Ive never seen anything like you. Your beautiful baby boy," Joey says.

Joey stands up and places me on the ground. He stands in front of me and takes off my shirt. On instinct I cover my stomach with my hands, but he pulls them off. He puts his hands gently on either side of my waist.

He bends down and places a ton of miniature kisses on my stomach. He takes his time on each kiss and works his way back up to my lips. In between kisses he whispers, "your beautiful."

He pulls away and says, "Danny don't EVER think of yourself like that again. Your perfect., your perfect, and did I mention your perfect? And even if you weren't I would still love you because you are you. And I love you," he says smiling a bit and he kisses a tear off of my cheek. I look down and blush.

"After all these years I still make ya blush don't I Danny?" He says. I roll my eyes and kiss him.

"Yeah. I love you too Joey. Thank you,"

"Your welcome my beautiful little prince."

-Paris