𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅 | 𝐃.𝐒. [𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

𝙔/𝙉

I shift my gaze from Daniel's lips to his eyes. I stare into his eyes, they looked brighter than usual. Daniel's hands moved from my outer thigh and up, past my hips and onto my waist. Our bodies covered by nothing but his thick blanket, our bodies close.

"Gabbie told me how life changes with you boys," I whisper, breaking the silence that we kept for so long.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice was filled with drowsiness and it had a certain raspiness to it that wasn't there during the day.

"You're leaving for tour," I say. He breaks eye contact with me and turns onto his back. His hand falls off of my body and I sigh. "Don't do that."

"I didn't want to tell you yet," he said.

"When did you plan to?" I ask.

"I don't know," Daniel sighed.

I lay on my back, just as Daniel had done, and stare at the ceiling. Silence dances throughout the room again as I feel Daniel's hand grasp mine. We laid like that for half an hour, our breathing steady and in sync.

"I didn't know how to tell you," Daniel said, his voice cut through the silence suddenly, "The guys do it so easily, I've never had to and I didn't know how."

"Did you think I would get mad?" I whisper.

"I don't know," he replied, "I had no clue how you would react."

"Is it because Leilani?" I ask.

I hear him suck in a breath and I knew that was why. He didn't worry about telling me, not in a bad way, but he worried for her.

"I don't want her to think I'm leaving you guys," he said, "She talks about her dad a lot. Always says he left her and never came back, I don't want to be that guy to her."

"She would've understood," I say, "She's smart, you could've just told her."

"I don't want to be the guy that leaves," he says, disregarding my last statement.

I shift to straddle his lap and I lean down. I hold myself up with my arms on either side of his head and I press our lips together. I move my body lightly against his before I pull away.

"What was that for?" he asks.

"Just be quiet," I whisper, pushing my entire body underneath the blanket.

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𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚𝙡

I tie the two strings on my sweatpants together before a light knocking fills the room.

"Hold on," I say. I walk over to the bed and put the blanket over the nude girl. I walk over to the door and open it, sticking my body in the small gap, keeping the door against my side. I open it to see Corbyn standing there, "What's up?"

"This is for Y/N," Corbyn says, passing me an envelope. I furrow my brows and he shakes his head, "Her friend brought it over, said it was at Y/N's house for a couple days."

I nod, "Okay, I'll give it to her."

"She still asleep?" he asks.

"We had a long night," I say, "I'm going to let her rest."

"That's my boy," he smirks, punching my shoulder lightly.

I roll my eyes, "It wasn't all like that, we had a talk that I really didn't want to have."

"The tour talk, the baby talk, the marriage talk?" he asks.

I chuckle, "Tour talk. Baby talk was yesterday, marriage hasn't happened."

He nods, "I assume it went well considering she's naked."

I laugh, "It went okay, we're going to talk more later."

He nods, "Alright well I have to go help Jonah."

I smile and turn, shutting the door behind me. Y/N was sat up against the headboard, she held up the blanket to cover her top half and she smiled at me sleepily.

"Good morning princess," I say when I see her.

"Morning," she smiles, "Can you pass me a shirt?"

"Yours or mine?" I ask.

"Your shirt please," she says in a baby voice.

I go to the closet and grab one of my shirts, walking over to the bed and kissing her. I put the shirt on her head, draping it over her face. I pick her bra up off of the ground and a new pair of underwear she brought over. I throw them on the edge of the bed, she crawls up and picks them up.

"Thank you."

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A/N: corbyn your naked comment was kinda condescending anyways