Ghostface x Reader (dbd)

Chapter Seven

Authors Note: We're just gonna say reader is 19 and Danny is 21, so we can have some smutty things happen if they need to at some point...😏

(Readers P.O.V)

We stayed up late last night, talking like we had known eachother forever. After he took his mask off, it was like he was more open about everything and not only giving me short answers. I learned a lot about him. He used to work for a newspaper called the Roseville Gazette and went by the name of Jed Olsen. I have to admit, he's very clever in his ways of keeping under wraps. He worked for the newspaper to report his own murders. He'd glorify them however he liked and make himself seem even more terrifying. He told me he would take pictures of the bodies and "anonymously" send the photos in. I can't believe I actually gave him props for how well he thought everything out. He's a very flirty person, and has an ego thick enough to block a bullet. I remember I was listening to him so intently he jokingly accused me of "basking in his awesomeness". He really has a good heart, but doesn't want anyone to know. I lay and daydream about last night while he's away.

We're sitting on the bed together, I'm up against the pillows and he is sitting against the wall opposite of me. He changed into a t-shirt and sweats, and I now realize how attractive he really is. "You're so fucking weird" he practically snorts, bent over from laughing so hard. "What, it's weird I didn't have the best grades my last year in school?" I giggle back, and he shakes his head. "Yeah. When I was in high school, I had straight A's, was in photography classes, and I was murdering people, all while I lived by myself. But you had two D's? I thought I was stupid" we continue to laugh, hardly breathing. "Well, yeah, i was too worried about failing to succeed!" He calms down a bit, and catches his breath. "I learned that one the hard way, as long as you think you're gonna fail, you will. Confidence is key." He taps his temple while I finish up my laughter and start twirling my hair, starting to feel butterflies in my stomach.

We sit in silence for a few moments, and I begin to realize how much I enjoy his presence. Would we still hang out after I get well? Or would we pretend this never happened? I'd hate for that to happen, I really like him. I can't believe I allowed myself to get attached to someone I should be against. I'm interrupted from my thoughts when I hear a weird noise from outside, almost a yell. "What the hell was that?" He grins. "Wanna see?" I'm curious, but unsure, so I nod my head and he effortlessly picks me up and carries me downstairs. I can't help but blush when he looks down at me. He sits me down in a chair and pushes it up towards a window. "Can you see her?" I peek out the window and see the silhouette of a tall, bulky woman a little far off. "Thats Anna. She's a killer who throws hunting hatchets at you, and her aim is insane." I watch her as she winds her arm back, and throws the axe with a loud grunt. It hits the center of a tree with deadly accuracy. Seeing her out there, practicing at night, makes me nervous. Without thinking, I pull on his sleeve and whisper, "Do you think they know I'm here? And if they did, what would they do?" My voice cracks during the last few words, and his eyes are full of a promise to safety. He pulls a chair up next to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. He goes to speak, then hesitates. "I honestly don't know what they would do, but I won't let them hurt you again." I stare at him on the verge of crying, but I hold it in so I seem strong for him. He seems to know that I'm really uneasy because of this and moves his hand to mine "I promise." I smile weakly at him and he takes me back to his room.

Once we return upstairs, he closes the curtains and the bedroom door, to block out the noise of Anna, the huntress of the Red Woods, practicing her aim intended for  human prey. He's trying to distract me, I can tell, and I really appreciate the fact. We talk about music for a while, then hobbies. When i bring up i like photography as well, his face lights up. "No way. What kind of stuff did you take pictures of?" He looks like a child on Christmas morning. "Whatever I think I want to remember, I take a picture of it. When I was at the river, I was going to take a picture of it before Frank attacked me." I pull my camera out of my bag and show him some photos I took back home. We sat for a while, looking through the pictures. We also look through our phone galleries, laughing at all the weird ones of me and my friends. I decide to make a brave move and switch my phone to camera mode to take a picture of us. He glances at me for a split second, and pulls me close with his arm around my waist. His hair is soft against my cheek. I feel my face go red and my hand becomes a little shaky. "Say cheese!" he says in a goofy tone that makes me laugh and relax myself a bit. I stick my tongue out and he crosses his eyes. After the camera noise goes off for the first time, it's like we both automatically knew we should take a serious one too, just in case something were to happen. With that we both smile, and I look at Danny for a few seconds before snapping the picture. God, he's so cute.

We continue to talk for a few minutes, and he keeps his arm firmly around my waist. I yawn and he raises an eyebrow "Someones tired" I nod and scoot  to lay down. He goes to turn off the light, but he stops when we both hear Anna yell yet again. I had forgotten about it for a while. My worry starts to return, and Danny seems to sense this. So, without warning, he flips the light off, making me jump, and I feel him poke my shoulder. "Move over a bit. I'll stay here so we can make sure you get some sleep tonight. I might be gone when you wake up though, so i'll put something in here for breakfast." I feel him move closer to me, almost touching me. "Thank you Danny, goodnight." he lets out a tired laugh, if you could even call it that. "Goodnight sweetheart."

When I wake up, Danny isn't in bed. I kinda wish he was, waking up next to him would have been amazing. I roll over to find two cookies and a note. I grab a cookie and take a bite out of it, then I begin to read the note. Good morning~ Sorry I wasn't there, I thought about staying until you woke up but I figured we could hang out for longer if I just went while you were asleep. Sorry about the cookies, we ran out of granola bars and I wasn't gonna let you starve. When I get home, we should try to get you in the shower; I thought you might like a bath, since you haven't been able to get one. I'll make something for lunch and we can just chill for a while. Don't get too lonely without me, I'll be home soon :p ~Danny

I smile at his note. How is everything about him so amazing? I sigh and finish my cookies, relaxing back into the covers.