𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

23; no, babe, lots of homo

No, babe, lots of homo
-Donah-
Imagine 23:

Jonah's face dripped with sticky sweat as he ran. He could hardly breathe, but he couldn't stop. His long, tan legs kept him at a steady pace.

His brown, curly hair bounced in the wind, not helping the ongoing running.

Music blasted in his ears. It wasn't his usual soft music— no, it was loud like thunder, and the base drummed his ears.

It was probably too loud, but it was alright, he had to get rid of his thoughts.

The thoughts of one of his best friends,

Daniel James Seavey.

For some unusual reason Jonah couldn't stop thinking about the boy. He didn't look like he did when Jonah saw him, whilst dating Tate. He looked more, handsome? Cute? Hot? Sexy, even?

To his toned abs that sinked through his shirt, and the beautiful, soft, fluffy hair. He dreamed of running his fingers through the tangles. He dreamed of kissing the boy's lips, passionately.

His lips looked soft. The way they would ride up when he smiled, the way his lips sung the beautiful melody of their songs, and even the way they looked rosy and chapped. They looked so.. kissable?

Jonah has never thought like this before, male on male. But he didn't dislike the idea, or even hated it a slight bit. But him? No, he couldn't be. The hate he would get, the death threats, well it was too much, and he couldn't do it.

Maybe if the world was different. Maybe if the girls, boys, and non-binary people weren't so harsh.

Or maybe if Daniel wasn't straight.

But that's what Daniel was— straight. Straighter than the line on the music paper. Jonah couldn't change that.

Daniel was there for Jonah all the time, he made him feel so special and like he was the only one in the world, but he wasn't gay. And he never would be.

Jonah's side was hurting from the miles that he abused. He had finally stopped running and came to his senses. Daniels never going to like me like that.

"Hey, Jo," Daniel greeted with an awarding winning smile.

"Hey, Dani," Jonah shot Daniel a small smile. He couldn't be mad at the boy for long, he was too cute for that. And too nice.

Damn it, why was he so nice?

"Whatcha doin' tonight?" the brunette boy asked.

"Uh, nothing. Probably chilling or something," he replied.

"Well Megan, my friend, she's having a— a party, and I wanted to know if you'd like to escort me there?" Daniel asked softly.

The tone of his smooth voice cooed Jonah. He adored the way he spoke to everyone— with a certain gentleness in every word.

"Yeah, sure."

A smile blossomed on Daniels handsome face, "Cool."

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Daniel and Jonah sat quietly in the car, but it wasn't uncomfortable, it was more relaxing, and it definitely relived Jonah's nervousness and tension.

Daniel ruined— well, not ruined, but interrupted— the silence they shared, "Thanks for coming."

Jonah beamed at the nervous boy, "Thanks for asking me."

Daniel nodded.

"So.. Why did you ask me and not someone else?"

"I don't know, I mean I thought we could have fun.." his voice trailed off.

"Yeah, totally. We'll have fun," the older boy reassured.

"Good."

The party boomed with loud music and bodies of adults. Some bodies danced, some drank, some made out, and some laughed. This all added up to be a perfect party.

"Let's go drink. I mean— uh, if you want to, If you don't, I understand. I'm not trying pressure you, or make you do anything. I mean, if you want to, that-"

Jonah shushed the rambling boy, "Yes, a drink. Sounds great."

Daniel smiled and blushed at the older boy's touch, especially on the lips.

After a couple of drinks, and laughs, Jonah asked, "Do you wanna dance?"

Daniel nodded and pulled Jonah to the dance floor, moving to the beat. He wasn't the best dancer but he didn't mind, neither did Jonah. They weren't worried about what they looked like dancing, they were worried about getting too close. Not that the boys didn't want that— it had to be like that, sadly. As much as people wanted to support Jonah, he could see they didn't. Their look in their eyes, fire and disappointment evident. They tried hard— but it didn't work. At least he thinks that'll happen. He's never told anyone about his thoughts and dreams of Daniel, he couldn't even believe it himself.

The boys moved together, not having. care in the world— well, except about what people thought.

They downed a couple of more drinks, and they were clearly drunk. They tried to dance in a soberly manner, it didn't end well. The bigger boy tripped, falling on top of the younger one.

The two band members didn't care, however, they just laughed, enjoying the moment.

Then, it got serious, Daniel stopped laughing, and pulled the boy close. Jonah's world froze for a second, processing the boy's actions.

Daniel didn't waste a second and pulled the boys lips onto his. Fireworks exploded on the pit of Jonah's stomach. The kiss was soft and passionate, better than the dreams of Jonah's.

Daniel licked Jonah's bottom lip, and the boy shivered, not anticipating this. The boy let the other boy in, and their tongues moved as if they were made for each other's.

Their tongues danced with each other, exploring everywhere in their mouths. It had tasted better than the tanned boy imagined. Daniel tasted like alcohol, but it wasn't bad.

The kiss was starting to get heavier and more sexual. Their bodies seemed to soften at the touch of each other. Each time they touched, sparks were exchanged. The didn't notice the crowd that were surrounding around them. Yes, they were still on the hard wood floor, but the moment felt right and that's all that mattered.

They stopped for a moment, catching their breath. "I think I love you, Jo."

Jonah's smile grew bigger, the ends of his mouth almost touching the end of his soft face, "I think I love you, too, Dani."

"No homo, though." Daniel joked.

Jonah pulled the boy close and kissed him gently, "No, babe, lots of homo."

Daniel stifled a laugh, enjoying their moment.

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Happy late Thanksgiving, if you celebrate it. Sorry I didn't publish this yesterday, but I was with my family all day.

THANKS SO MUCH FOR 1k READS!

Love ya'll

-J