Janiel Oneshots (Discontinued...Again)

98. Fallen (Angst)

I was up late and I started writing a speech (the speech will be in the oneshot) so this is based off it.
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(Daniel's POV)

Falling in love was never something I imagined for myself. Sure, I saw myself getting married in the future, but I thought it'd be with a best friend who I did a pact with. But that was before I saw him. God, I can still remember the first moment I noticed him. It wasn't a cliche 'love at first sight' type of thing, mostly because I don't believe in that. I met him while I was taking my dog Storm on a walk through the park. Suddenly, a gorgeous dark grey and white husky comes running toward me. "WOLF! GET BACK HERE! Oh, my God, I'm so sorry! I let him off leash for one second!" A boy with ashy purple hair with fading blue highlights follows the dog, latching on his leash. Looking up at me, my heart beat turns erratic for some reason as our eyes meet.

"It's no problem really, your dog is adorable by the way." The still unnamed boy smiles "thanks, I'm Joey. What's your name?" Joey? Hmm, fits him. "I-I'm Daniel" what was with that stutter? I've never stuttered in front of a guy. "Do you wanna walk our dogs together? I forgot to ask what his name is" I tear my eyes away from his gorgeousness to look down at our two dogs, Joey's dog had wrapped his leash around Joey's legs while Storm walked around him obviously teasing the bigger dog. "H-His name is Storm" Joey blushes at my stutter "so, want to take a walk? We can get to know each other...I mean, if you want to." "Of course, um, there's a trail right over there. I-It's not that long."

Letting our dogs off leash, Joey and I start talking more as we watch our puppies play together. "So Daniel, I know that we just met and all but, I have to ask. Um, are you gay?" I smirk "s-straight to the p-point huh?" Smiling bashfully, Joey nods "well since you asked, I'm g-gay." A blush creeps on Joey's cheeks "s-so a-am I-I" looking over at the dogs, I wrap an arm around his shoulder. "Joseph, would you like to go on an official date w-with m-me?"

And that's where it all started.

*One Year Later*

Every Friday for this past year, Joey and I have been meeting up in the same area in the park for our usual date. I could tell Joey has been itching to take our relationship to the next step, I mean, we don't consider ourselves "boyfriends." We never really put a label on us, mostly because I'm not ready to. I can tell Joey wants to already tell me he loves me, he has a look in his eyes every time he greets me or stares at me while he converses with me. I never told Joey about my lack of knowledge around the term 'love' or 'relationship', hell, I never told him about my denial of falling for someone. Joey has told me everything, he's confessed about his past boyfriends, his first crush, literally everything.

Today, however, I appeared at our spot only to find Joey talking to another guy. From the look on Joey's face, this person was no random stranger. I watch from beside a tall oak tree as Joey and this boy laugh and my heart falls when I hear "do you wanna go on a walk with me?" The random boy smirks and wraps his arm around Joey's shoulder "I'd love to Joey." Am I seeing things? Who is this boy?

And why does it hurt so much to see him with someone else?

The walk back to my apartment was dreadful. There was a pain in my heart that I don't know how to describe. I had just entered my code when I heard a rush of footsteps coming toward me. "Daniel wait!" Shaking my head, I ignore Joey's pleading and close the door behind me. My phone rings the whole way up my stairs, buzzing and chiming in my pocket. I'm in my apartment just sulking when I hear footsteps coming up to my room followed by knocking on the door. "Daniel Preda?" How is Joey here? He doesn't know my code. Looking through the peephole, I see a distraught Joey looking back at me. "Open up please." "How did you get up here?" Joey sighs "please let me in and I'll explain" "no. I'm done talking for the night. I'll see you next Friday...possibly." Turning away from the door, I feel that same pain come back as Joey continues to knock on the door.