Steve's POV
Day 32 in the Void
Dear Danny,
Good morning my love. I hope you slept well. I sure as hell didn't. Tom decided to play the part of 'Bohemian Rhapsody' where they sing "Galileo" over and over again on a loop. It was unbearable honestly. I wonder what you're up to these days. What's happening in the world. I hope that someday I'll be out of this place and back with you. I miss you dear. Terribly. When we get back I want to go to the beach. Or Paris. Or Germany. Somewhere. Anywhere I can be with you. I love you more than anything in this world, remember that for me darling? You're my sunset baby.
Love, Steve.
I wrote pitifully in my journal to Danny. I missed him more than I missed anything. I missed the sun, the grass, the sky, the wind, everything, just not more than I missed my Danny. I tucked away my journal and sulked over to Tom at our card table where he was already shuffling the deck.
"Morning Steven." He said straight faced as he concentrated on the cards.
"Hello Tom." I muttered lifelessly while I took my seat across from him. He passed the cards out and my bruised hands took my pile.
"Slapjack again?" Tom asked with a small smile.
"Sure." I said politely but inside I wanted to scream. Mindlessly, we played cards for hours until the day ended and we both headed off to bed. I cried hard when I got to bed. My whole body shook as I sobbed. I cried myself to sleep as I always do without the energy to even write an evening journal entry to Danny.
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My Sunset
FanfictionSteve Buscemi and Danny Devito are average sleep paralysis demons but they have a huge secret; they've been in love with each other since they first started their jobs back in 1876. Their higher authorities banned them being together. They deemed it...
