Honey Drip // Danny Wagner

VIII

"Let's just stay in bed," Danny said softly, his eyes still shut as he clung to me with his whole body--my backside was pressed against him, my ass conveniently backed up into his morning wood. His hair was all over the side of my face, smelling like the herbal shampoo he always used, and his hands were warm over my chest.

"I wish," I replied, truly not wanting to move. "But I have to get up. Some of us have classes to go to."

I could feel Danny smirk, his lips gently pressed against the back of my head.

"A couple more weeks," he murmured. "Then you'll graduate."

I nuzzled his forearm. "Yeah, finally."

He groaned a little and wrapped me up even tighter in his arms. "Just take the day off."

I smiled. "I can't, Danny," I said and tried to pull his arms away from me but that only made him latch on even more. "Come on, I gotta get up. So do you, you have work."

"Not until noon."

"Well, you'll have a nice early start to the day then."

Danny grumbled in response; with a little more effort I managed to maneuver my way out of his arms, which made him groan again. I knelt on the mattress and moved his hair away from his face to kiss his forehead.

"Josh is picking me up today," I told him as I stood back up and stretched. "So if you get up now, you can see him."

"I see Josh all the time," Danny mumbled into the pillow.

"Danny, if you get up now, I'll make it up to you later," I said, starting to get undressed for the shower.

He sat up a little. "You could make it up to me now."

"I have to get ready," I reminded him, smirking. "But I promise--later. Come on, Josh is bringing coffee."

"At least he's good for something," Danny grumbled, smirking to himself as he got out of bed.

I hit him on the arm. "He's good for a lot more than that but, yes, Josh's shining moment today is him bringing us coffee."

"Can we at least shower together?" Danny asked, nonchalantly running his hand over his face and stretching his free arm behind him.

"As much as I'd love that," I said. "I think I want to shave my legs, and I'll need a little space for that. It's finally getting warmer out."

He chuckled quietly and clucked his tongue, waving that away as he started to head out of the room. "We could save so much water," he called back. "I could help you."

We had been together just over a year. It was sort of hard for me to believe--we had been friends for so long, then fuck-buddies, then a couple, and it was all a bit of a whirlwind. Josh and I were graduating soon; Danny had taken the year off to work and focus on the band; Sam was chugging along through sophomore year; and Jake was still being the amateur rock god he was probably meant to be.

I knew Danny wanted to move in with me and, honestly, it would help immensely with rent and everything. Still, I wasn't sure if I was ready for him to be in my space all the time. He had already made himself comfortable enough, I felt, and I needed my own space sometimes. Sometimes I needed more space than just the shower and when you live with someone, you can't just tell them to leave.

I was finishing getting dressed when I heard what sounded like Josh just burst through the door, already chattering away.

"My neighbors must hate you," I said as I walked out of my bedroom, already eyeing the cups of coffee in the tray Josh was holding. "They can probably hear you from the parking lot."