PLEASE MY MIND | Daniel seavey

FOR THE HELL OF IT

A: "DANIEL!!!??" I yelled. Where the fuck is he?? Ugh, let's call him. D: "Hello?" A: "HelloO? what you mean hello. Where the fuck are you?" D: "close." A: "seriously, I give up. You have no idea what I just experienced trying to find you!" D: "I'm close" He repeats. A: "OK, real funny. I'm literally in your outdoor freaking gym. Where the hell are you then? And since when do you have and outdoor gym? This is ridiculous, but kinda really cool. And a jacuzzi, bro...nuts. What's next your own spa? Please give me some discount for that." I ranted. I hear giggles behind me. Before I could turn around. Two arms grab my waist and lift me up. I recognize Daniel's smell of Louis cologne, his tattoos, the way he grabs tight, really tight. A: "Ahh! You're squeezing the organs out of me, bitch!" I laughed, wiggling my feet as if that was going to help me get down. He put me down and made me spin as he held my hand. I looked up to find his sparkling blue eyes and his bright smile. But mostly his beard! When did he become a caveman and why was it so attractive? Bamboozled by his sight I smiled shyly and quickly hugged him. Letting my head rest  on his hard chest. Was he all muscle or was their a bit of fat I could still enjoy burying my head in? D: "I missed you...so much." I pulled my eyebrow up. A: "Alright you sappy ass. I was away for a week!" D: "7 days, lots of hours..." I roll my eyes and blush. A: "Where were you?" D: "The guys were done with recording their vocals, but I just wanted to quickly finish throwing in some alternative beats." A: "Rude to be late at your own housewarming. Don't ya think." He mimicked me and swung me side to side. D: "Leaving me behind for 7 days. It's a tat rude don't you think." A: "You're cute. What song did you guys work on?" D: "Wait..I'll show you." He grabbed my hand and led the way to the studio. He patiently waited at the door, so I could make my way in first, whilst he took his laptop out his bag. He sat down and played me the song. It was titled the mango white claw beat. A: "The mango white claw beat?" I giggled. D: "Just wait." It started off with loud drums and the beat quickly kicked in. Such a rock vibe, and the harmonies? Shivers went over my body listening to their voices. 

~Let's fall in love for the hell of it~ he sang as the chorus bumped through the speakers. 

My mouth was wide open and I was almost drooling at the high pitch of his voice, so smooth, so sweet. 

A: "Daniel...Are you kidding me? This is amazing!" D: "You inspire me baby." This song, I had literal goosebumps. I'm literally going to cry, is it possible to fangirl over your own fucking boyfriend? A: "Do you even know how talented you are Daniel! My god! What is it gonna be next? A career as Picasso?" He smiled from ear to ear and pulled me in and guided me to sit on his lap. D: "Not Picasso, but I might try a career as Romeo..." A: "Oh really?" D: "Uhuh" He placed his hand on my cheeks and brushed his thumb over my skin. I felt every part of me tingle. Why did he make me nervous in a way? It almost felt like this wasn't real. I couldn't believe how lucky I was. D: "You're amazing." Likewise sir. He pulled me in and gently pressed his lips against mine. I wondered if he felt it too, the tingles, the nerves, the happiness. He lowered his hands to my back as he held me closer to his warm body. Just a small peck as he then hugged me. How safe I felt in his arms, his head resting on my left shoulder. His hat that slightly pressed into my neck. I took it off and brushed through his soft platinum messy blond hair, it's gotten long. I felt his breath against my skin and his fingers petting me. 

~ I'm glad I didn't give up on us I thought. 

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