The Deal | Dan x Reader 1930's Mobster AU

The Primrose Path

My brother is such an ass. He exited out of our video game just Bc I was winning.

This is treason.

I could also only find a rly general overview of this movie, but it's British and came out the year this is set in so.

Enjoy~

(Y/n)'s POV

"You left?" Chris asked biting into an apple.

"You didn't notice?" I asked.

"I just thought you were sulking in your room," he said. I raised an eyebrow. "Did you and Howell finally fu--"

"Hush," I interrupted before he could say what I didn't want to hear. Of course Chris of all people was implying we did something. I suppose it looked suspicious, but he knew nothing really happened. Dan was up in his room getting dressed. Somehow I had been much faster than him, not bothering to do my hair or shower, since I did that yesterday. He was still kind of gross from the rain.

"Whatever you need to say," he said, and I scoffed, heading back up the stairs. I had figured I could handle everyone by myself, and by everyone I meant Chris and PJ. Phil was currently out so I was avoiding that.

"(Y/n)?"

Damn it.

I glanced at Dan's shut door and my stomach burned as I walked back to the top of the stairs. Of course Phil had to come now. He spotted me and hurried up the stairs. He tackled me in a hug which I stumbled back to.

I had no idea he liked me around so much.

"You came back!" He said, stepping back. He noticed how frazzled I was now, and he apologized. "Sorry, just glad you're back."

"Yeah, nice advice with the flowers," I said, chewing at my cheeks.

"Oh, did he tell you that was me?"

"Yeah," I laughed and he frowned.

"He will never learn," Phil said, patting me harshly on the back. "Sorry."

"One of these days you're going to break me," I said.

"Yeah," he chuckled. "So are you and Howell friends now?"

"I mean, yeah? It's still really awkward as of right now," I said, sinking into my hip.

"That's fine," he said.

"Yeah, I'm just watching a movie with him once he's done with his shower," I said.

"You could join him!" Chris chimed in from the floor down.

"Oh be quiet!" I called down the balcony and I could only hear him laugh.

"Enjoy your movie," Phil said, patting my shoulder softer this time and walking down the hall. I smiled. I headed over to Dan's door knocking slightly. The shower was still running from what I could hear and I tested the doorknob. It was open and I ran to get a fresh bandage. We didn't need his wounds getting infected. I sat down on his bed, looking around. His room was completely different than mine, much simpler and less velvet. Everything was silky and brooding, the light streaming through the window doing nothing. Why would you paint a room black like this? Everything was extremely neat and organized, so many drawers to look through. I just fumbled with the bandage in my hands, sinking into the mattress. I felt extremely small compared to the room. How fitting for its owner.