"Are you going to explain to me why you're standing at my door on the day that we've told you multiple times to relax on?" I looked at the older yet shorter guy in front of me with an eyebrow raised. "The tour starts tomorrow. You need rest because in all these years that I've known you, I've learned that you hardly get any sleep when we're on tour because you stay up late overthinking things."
I was about to shut the door on him, hoping that he would get the point that he should go home and sleep but he stepped into the room before I could. "Spending the day with you is my idea of relaxing. Please just let me stay over here for a bit. Please please please."
He looked up at me with puppy dog eyes, knowing that it'd be a matter of seconds before I gave in to him. "Fine, but you're not staying for a super long time. We'll watch like one episode of Twin Peaks then you're going home to sleep. I'll carry you home and tuck you into bed if I have to."
His face brightened up as he looked over at the TV then back to me. "You bought Twin Peaks on DVD? You've always seemed to hate it when I make you watch it. There was always a part of me that knew you secretly liked it though."
Honestly, every time Dan had tried to get me to watch it with him my mind always wandered. My eyes always seemed to have ended up looking at him as he watched the show in interest. Every once in a while, he'd make eye contact with me and give me a small smile before cuddling closer, his eyes eventually finding their way back to the screen. We cuddled all the time, but it was just as friends. I mean, I did sort of have a thing for Dan, but it's not like that'd matter. He was Dan Smith, thousands of girls wanted him and it was only going to be a matter of time before he finds the 'perfect girl'. "Er.. Actually, I just bought it because you always complain when I don't have it and you have to run back to your place quickly. You're here so much that I figured why not?" I lied, well, not really lied, but that wasn't the complete truth. The show gave me an excuse to cuddle with him.
Before I could say or do anything else, Dan has his arms wrapped tightly around me with a large grin on his face. "I love spending time with you. You're my favorite person in the entire world." It was words like these that actually made me think for a moment that Dan may have felt the exact same way towards me, but that couldn't be true. He was probably saying the exact same words to somebody else when I wasn't around. My thoughts were interrupted by him grabbing my hand and practically dragging me over to the couch to sit. "This is sort of random, but you've been practicing for the tour, right?"
"Nope, not at all," I joked but that must've went right over his head telling from the expression of horror I was getting. "Dan, I'm kidding. Don't worry so much, this tour is going be perfect. You're the most talented person I know and I know that the crowds are going to fall madly in love with you. Although they won't love you as much as I love you."
Dan moved closer to me on the couch, laying his head on my chest as I put my arm around his shoulder. "I suppose so," he mumbled and allowed for us to sit in silence for a couple moments. "You'd still cuddle with me on the tour bus, right? I know we didn't really start cuddling until a couple months ago when I first asked if you'd cuddle with me. We haven't been on a tour since then and I guess I just really don't want to lose my cuddle buddy."
Cuddle buddy. Those words repeated in my head causing me to smile. I probably looked like an idiot to him considering a smile was always on my face when he was around. "Of course I'll still cuddle with you. Just let me know when and where and I'll be there."
Dan acted as if he was going into deep thoughts for a moment, putting a finger up to his chin while quietly saying hm. "Let's see... When would I like you to cuddle with me... How about every single night in my bed, or yours, whichever is closer to where we're at once we feel tired."
"Every night of the tour?" I sneered, teasingly causing him to frown. Damn, maybe today wasn't the day for joking around with him. He might've been too nervous. "Yet again, I'm joking. Stop taking things so seriously. You know how much I love cuddling with you."
"Sorry, I'm just nervous I guess." He shrugged then lifted his head up to kiss my cheek, which was something I normally would've freaked out about, but it happened so often that it was odd when Dan didn't kiss my cheek in the middle of our conversations. "I'm glad you want to cuddle though. I want you to be the last person I see before I fall asleep at night and the first person I see when I wake up in the morning."
Good god, he was going to be the death of me.
