Daniel Howell Imagines

Smut #4 Liveshow

Y/n/n = your nickname

Your P.O.V

"Y/n/n!" I hear Dan yell from his room, the just next to mine.

"What?" I yell back, continuing to aimlessly scroll through Twitter.

"Come hither, child!" He says.

"But I'm comfy and warm!" I complain, wrapping myself tighter in my duvet, attempting to keep warm in the cold London air.

"Please?" He begs. I hear him talking, must be live streaming.

"No, come in here!" I say, a loud and annoyed groan sounds as I hear the light sound of his feet approach my room. I chuckle in success as I see him in my door frame with his laptop.

"What's up, Buttercup?" I joke and stretch before sitting up.

"They miss you and want you to join the live show." He says, pointing to the laptop. I shrug and pat the bed next to me. He walks over and takes a seat. I drape the blanket over his shoulders. He giggles and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling my body closer to his.

The goosebumps form on my skin and my face heats up at this action of his. I look through the chat box and see the comments like "oh my gosh they are so cute!" and "are you guys dating?!" Y'know, the usual.

"Uh, we are not dating, it's just very cold in London right now." I explain. In the corner of my eye, I see Dan's drop in the slightest bit.

"What did you guys want me for? I'm boring!" I joke to change the subject.

"They kept telling me to get you or Phil. And since Phil isn't home, you're the lucky winner!" He says, looking down at me. I look back and roll my eyes.

"Who said I was lucky to be here?" I ask in a fake disgusted tone.

"I am hurt by that." His face becomes sad, holding a hand over his heart dramatically.

"Awe, I'm sowy! I was just kidding!" I pout, kissing his cheek. He smiles and turns a soft pink. I giggle at this.

"Is it cold there? Susan1652 asks." I read off the chat.

"It is freezing!" Dan and I exclaim at the same time, bursting into laughter.

"Uh yeah. It's winter here in London and we don't have heating." Dan explains to them, "and little Miss. Y/n/n here, gets cold so easily. It's hilarious." Dan says, using the nickname I hate the most.

"Did you just call me Y/n/n?" I glare at him.

"I did." He says confidently.

Before I can even stop myself I say: "My crush for you is slowly diminishing." I clamp my hand over my mouth and my eyes widen moments after I say it.

Shit he wasn't supposed to hear that!

"Y-you have a crush on me?" He asks, looking at me with hope in his eyes.

"I-I..." I just simply nod, "you weren't supposed to hea-" I get cut off by Dan kissing me. At first I am startled, but I slowly sink into the soft embrace of his lips. Butterflies flutter in my stomach. One of my hands rests on his cheek, the other on the side of his neck.

Dan's P.O.V

Before Y/n could finish her sentence, and without a second thought, I kiss her. It takes moment to comprehend the sistuation and kiss back. My arm went around her again and I pulled her as close to me as I could to where she was almost on my lap.

"Dan the live show." She whispers to me, out of breath. I turn my head and see the live and the chat still going. I quickly turn off the laptop, shut it and put it on her night stand. My lips connect with her again in a deeper kiss.