I will save you|Why Don't We BoyxBoy

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Jack rushes into the room as if he is Barry Allen. He sees Jonah and Zach kneeling in the corner. Daniel sits in front of the two, his knees to his chest, his hands pulling at his hair, and sobs going through his body. Jack rushes to the corner, causing the couple to move out of his way. He places his hand on one of Daniel's knees, resulting in the blonde looking up at him, tears in his eyes. Their three bandmates leave the room to give them privacy.
"Hey, what's going on?" Jack asks in a gentle voice.
"We haven't done a show in so long, and we haven't even rehearsed any songs in such a long time, I can barely remember the words to any of the songs, and I don't know what to do!" Daniel rushes out, his voice getting shakier as he speaks.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're okay, baby. I know this isn't the most Ideal situation, but we'll get through this, as long as we do it together," the brunette says, cupping Daniel's cheek with his left hand.
Daniel leans into Jack's touch as his sobs become hiccups and sniffles.
"Thank you," the blonde says with a small smile.
"You're welcome. Now, let's go see Lavender," the brunette says as he helps the other up.
The two walk out of the room, Jack immediately going to his daughter and picking her up. He walks over to his beautiful husband with the small girl in his arms.
"See? You can't be upset when you look at this face," he says in a fake voice.
"You're right. I can't even remember why I was upset," Daniel says, playing with Lavender's toes.
"Oh you were upset because we haven't rehearsed any-" Zach starts to say but is cut off by Jonah wrapping his arm over the younger male's mouth.
This causes the others to chuckle. Lavender pulls on Jack's curls as she lets out small giggles.
"Alright, boys, let's order some pizza," Corbyn says with a clap as he grabs his phone.
Zach whispers in Jonah's ear, the elder nodding.
"Corbs, get an order of chicken tenders," Jonah says as Zach hides his face into his side.
The group sits and watches netflix as they wait. The doorbell rings, and Daniel answers.
"Hey, three large pizzas and an order of chicken tenders with fries?" The girl says without even glancing at him.
"Yeah," Daniel says.
The girl looks up, gasps, and smiles widely.
"Oh my god are the others here?" she asks.
"Uh yeah, but they're all busy," Daniel says, not really wanting to disturb his friends in the middle of their show.
"Oh. So that's why they sent you?" She says with a venomous tone.
"Uh y-yeah," Daniel takes the food.
"You sure you should eat that? Its all got grease in it," the girl says.
"W-what do you mean?" Daniel asks.
"I mean, don't you think you're fat enough?"
With this, Daniel shoves the money in her hand and slams the door, putting a smile on his face as he walks into the main room.
"Food's here, you hooligans," Daniel places the food on the counter. The entire group jumps and runs to the food, Daniel gets the smallest slice of pizza and dabs off some of the grease with a napkin before staring at it intently. He sighs as his friends finish their food, and even get more.
"Dani?" Jack's voice breaks him from his thoughts.
"Yeah?" Daniel asks.
"You alright, bud?" Logan asks, as he was the one who told Jack that Daniel was zoned out.
"Yeah, all good. I'm going to go lay down. I have a headache," the seemingly upset says.
He walks upstairs and lays down on the bed. He puts one arm on his stomach as the other is behind his head. He stares up at the ceiling with a sigh. He knew he'd put on weight ever since the move and everything, but he didn't think he got back to overweight. He sighs again and squeezes his stomach tightly.
"Stupid fat skin," he mutters.
Daniel takes out his phone and goes onto twitter. He finds the page that he told Jack he'd never look at again, having to unblock it, and he scrolls through tweets.

•@Danielseaveyburnbook: Daniel really shouldn't be in the band. He is honestly the worst one.
•@Danielseaveyburnbook: I bet Daniel seavey laughed at Logan Paul's Japan video. He seems like he'd do some fucked up shit like that.
•@Danielseaveyburnbook: do y'all remember like two years ago when Daniel had that bandage on in that interview? Was that from self harm? Why'd he ever stop.
•@Danielseaveyburnbook: Daniel can honestly fall in a hole and die and we wouldn't even blink.

Daniel lets out a sob into his pillow. He gets up, locking the door before he throws his phone across the room. He grabs shoes and throws them, one of them hitting the mirror and smashing it into tiny pieces. He takes a lamp and throws that. All of a sudden, a loud bang is heard on the bedroom door.
"Daniel, let me in!" Jack yells from the other side of the door.
"No!" Daniel throws a shoe at the door.
"Dani, baby, please just breathe, alright? Here, I'll do it with you. In.... out.... in.... out.... in.... out...."
Daniel calms down and slides down the wall.
"Okay, get away from the door. We're taking it off its hinges," Jack says before a loud pounding is heard and soon Jack is next to Daniel, who had started bleeding from having his hand on broken glass.
"Hey, handsome, wanna go clean your hand off?" Jack's voice is level and relaxed, opposite of how he felt.
Daniel stands and looks around the room. It was completely wrecked. Pillows and blanketes were all over, mixing with the plentiful amount of broken glass.
"Wanna tell me what hsppened? You didn't eat before coming up and as I was about to ask if the boys noticed, I heard a loud crash. I was knocking for a good five minutes before you finally responded. Baby, I gotta know," Jack says.
As Daniel lets his husband clean up the wounds, he explains the very long story, having to take a break in parts.
"Okay, well first of all, you aren't anywhere near overweight. Second, give me your phone. I'll give it back once your mental state improves, alright?" Jack says.
Daniel nods and grabs his cracked phone from across the room and hands it over. When Jack places the phone in his back pocket, Daniel lays down with his head on Jack's chest. As Jack runs his fingers through Daniel's hair soothingly, the other male falls asleep. Jack peels himself away and goes out to the living room.
"Hey, Corbs? Could you come help me?" Jack asks.
"Yeah sure, of course," Corbyn follows the curly haired male. The two walk into the bedroom and begin to clean up.