𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

28; drunk

D R U N K
Okay, I lied. Last update until finals are over. I just don't want to studyyyy

Imagine 28:

Daniel stumbled into his and Y/n's house, laughing for no reason.

It was nearly midnight, the moon shining through the windows, glaring upon Y/n's mad figure.

She had stayed up all night, waiting for her husband to come home. The tall girl was exhausted— from everything.

Daniel came home late all the time, at night— drunk until he couldn't see clearly.

It didn't seem like he cared about anyone but himself. Y/n had given up on telling him not drink anymore— she didn't like arguing, especially when Daniel's drunk.

His drinking habits weren't only bad— they were destroying. This hobby of his was ruining his 7- year relationship, and if he continued, those 7- years would not turn into 8.

Y/n rubbed her temples, regaining her sanity before she spoke. If she spoke such bad words— he'd be mad. And when Daniel was mad— well, it wasn't pretty.

Daniel walked- stumbled- to the couch, sulking by his lovely wife.

"Hey, babe," he slurred, "'S a goodnight, right?"

The wife glared at the boy, as she spat, "Yes, what a lovely night it has been."

Daniel chuckled, "I went to drink with boys tonight. I hope you're not mad."

"Oh— no, I'm not mad. Not mad at all," her words flowed with venom.

"Good. I don't want my baby mad." He reached over and kissed her roughly— like always.

Their kisses were no longer slow and sweet, now they were only forceful and rough. She hated that. She wanted passionate. Months ago, Daniel showed nothing but love and adoration to the girl, but now, he showed lust.

And lust is different than love.

Love is being there for someone through whatever they're going through. Holding them, keeping them safe. Making them smile with joy. Making them feel comfortable and safe.

Lust is sex.

Right now, lust is the only thing Daniel is showing to the poor girl.

"Daniel," she started, "We need to talk."

The tired boy yawned, "In the morning. I'm tired."

"Whatever," Y/n rolled her eyes, "Night, lov-"

"Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, Y/n," then, he fell into a deep sleep.

Y/n got up, and placed Daniel on the bed. No matter how selfish Daniel had been, Y/n still cared for the boy.

She still loved the boy, but maybe not enough.

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"Good morning, baby," Daniel stretched, walking into the kitchen.

Currently, Y/n was making pancakes, treating Daniel right. She didn't like to fight, but that's what she needed to do.

"Daniel," she greeted, not showing any emotion to the boy.

"Is something wrong?" the confused boy asked.

Y/n chuckled a dark, humorless laugh, "Is something wrong? Is something wrong? Well, Daniel, yes there is. You keep coming home late and drunk— not telling me where you've been."

"Oh. I'm sorry, baby," he sighed.

"Daniel, I don't see you anymore. We don't spend time together. You- you never care for me, anymore. Our kisses, well, they aren't good. No offense. I just- I don't know if we can continue like this."

Daniel looked stunned by her voice. She wasn't the kind girl he once knew. She was now angry and ferocious.

"I'm sorry, baby."

Y/n turned to the boy— nothing but fire in her eyes— "Is that all you have to say, Daniel? You're sorry? That's not enough. I want an explanation about why you have been doing this, Daniel.

"I miss you, Daniel. I miss how you cared for me. How much you loved me. It showed— the love you felt for me. But now— now, I feel nothing but lust.

"I don't want lust, Daniel. I want love. And, as far as I'm concerned, you don't love me. 'S okay. But don't keep acting like this, Daniel. If you don't love me anymore— just say it, because this is hurting me.

"It would hurt a hell of a lot less if you'd just tell what is wrong. Okay? Can you do that? Or is that too hard for your pea- sized brain?"

Daniels eyes filled with emotion. He hadn't noticed the way he'd been treating the girl. The way he had been hurting her— over and over again.

He didn't want that. He didn't want to hurt his love.

Love.

That's what he felt, nothing less.

"Princess, I'm sorry. Yeah, I keep saying that, but I am. I haven't noticed the way I've been acting towards you, until you spoke up. Baby, I am truly sorry, and I'll do better.

"Yes, I still do love you. More than anything. You mean so much to me, and I can't lose that. I can't lose my life.

"You are my life. You're my everything. I promise to do better; give me a chance. I'll be better. I'll show you that I love you. It's not lust— well, except when I'm horny, but even then, I feel love and lust.

"Seriously, babe. I'll stop drinking. I'll take you on dates, like we used to do. God, we haven't done that in so long. I- I've been stressed lately, and I guess drinking was my way out of it. Now, I know that it isn't," he sighed, shaking his head with guilt.

"Y/n, babe, you take my pain and stress away. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, okay? I can't lose you. Just give me a chance. I'll change. For you."

Daniel spoke with love and truth. Everything he said was true. He did love her— and he would change.. just for her.

Y/n stared at the boy, then sighed, "I guess I can give you another chance, because I love you. But if you mess up, we're done."

The boy nodded and pulled the smiling girl into his hard chest.

His warm embrace made her feel safe— and loved.

They swayed together, holding each other like the world was ending.

Daniel kissed the girls strawberry red hair. "I love you, Y/n Seavey."

"I love you, too, Daniel Seavey. Just don't mess up."

Daniel pulled the girl into a kiss. A loving and passionate one. It was like their first kiss all over again. Butterflies erupted in both of their chests, and fireworks ignited— flowing together like they were made for one another.

"I promise," they pulled away. "I will not get drunk again, unless it is with you," he pledged like a boy scout, standing straight and looking forward.

Y/n laughed and hit his chest.

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Okay, I lied. But, I didn't lie about next week. Finals are coming and I've been studying.

No more updates until finals are over.

I keep procrastinating. I don't want to study :(

Also, finally a good ending.

~J