Danny groaned into his pillow as the pounding of a headache so massive he thought his head would explode decided to wake him up at a time he would probably deem 'to damn early for this shit'. He absolutely refused to open his sleep crusted eyes, he could already feel the heat of a sun beam aimed right at his face. Danny groaned again, turning his head to bury his face into his soft pillow groggily.
But then there came another pain. In his backside no less and Danny found himself lifting his head up in extreme confusion as his back pulsed in sharp, unfamiliar pain. It felt hot and he felt…empty?
Bringing a hand to his eyes to rub the sleep away as just about every part of him started to come alive with pain as Danny muttered under his breath, blinking blearily.
And if the pain wasn't enough to wake the aching halfa, the ungodly hot temperature of his body had him feeling like he was on fire, his ice core thrummed somewhere deep inside him, unsure whether to reject or welcome the warmth.
Eyes finally focusing on the object in front of him, Danny furrowed his brow at the dark wood head board against sky blue walls. That…wasn't his head board…That, wasn't the color of his bedroom walls. Concerned for the lack of memory he had of the wall or the headboard, Danny glanced around, flinching as the sun shot into his eyes.
Everything was wrong. That wasn't his desk, or his shelves, or even his books. This wasn't his house. A sinking feeling of dread clawed its way down the man's spin as the beginnings of a panic attack started speeding up his heart, he tried to lift himself off the bed.
Only, an arm with hard muscles and warm skin around his waist pulled him back. Into a hard chest with broad shoulders that engulfed him in their body heat.
Danny flushed as skin made contact with skin and a curtain lump near his ass made the dark haired man nervously aware that neither he nor whoever's bed this was had any clothes. He bit his lip, just what the hell happened to him yesterday?
Danny recalled getting off work around noon, he had only had to deal with a morning class that day. Then…Danny furrowed his brow, trying to ignore the lump wedging up against his ass and the arm that helped whoever was behind him cuddle up contently, warming his usually cool body.
And then it hit him. Like Pariah Dark's fist dipped in ectouranium. Danny's heart pulled at its seems.
The Break Up-
Danny walked up the short driveway as he dug out his house keys. It was a small two bedroom home in a calmer part of Amity and he was happy enough to live away from the insanity that his parents bring to his life.
Blinking, Danny perked up when his enhanced hearing picked sounds coming from inside the house. He tilted his head and recalled that, yes, he let his current girlfriend of two months, Clara, crash at his place for a few days.
Shrugging to himself, Danny lets himself inside.
"Clara?" he calls. There is a shuffling in his room and suddenly there are two voices and not one. Danny sets his bag down and looks down the hall where his bedroom is and frowns. He doesn't recall hearing about any of his friends or Clara's popping by for a visit. He made his way down the hall and opened his door without a thought.
He froze in the doorway, stunned at the scene that took place right under his covers as his heart shattered. Clara's pleased moans go through his ears as loud as a radio turned up full volume.
And then suddenly, Blue was green and he narrowed his eyes at the figure over his girlfriend. His voice lowered and he felt the temperature drop.
