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Panic(!) attacks in the morning weren't the loveliest things you could experience. Nor the best.
But Dan still found himself breathing heavily, grasping the air in pathetic attempts. Guilt trailed his soul in raspy screams which echoed in his mind.
Shame cascaded his body in agony, the scars pulsed, mocking him.
Sweat dripped from his forehead like soft sad rain.
Like he said; it wasn't the loveliest.
Dan was emotionally in shambles, ripped and tossed on the inside.
Huh, the last thing he needed was his new flat mate to come. How hilarious would that be?
"Dan do you want some coffee?" Came a voice from the outside.
Ah fuck me!
That was the first thought Dan had, honestly , speak of the Devil!
Wait, don't actually.
Groaning painfully Dan sat up in his new bed.
"No thanks! I don't like coffee!" He tried saying as normally ad he could, but of course his voice cracked a bit. He just wished the blue-eyed beauty would go away.
"Oh, ..."
Finally, I think the guy gets the message I wanna be left the fuck alone.
"Hot chocolate then?"
Apparently not.
"Uh, sure"
Dan decided if he was honestly offered hot chocolate he might as well not refuse. It was free hot chocolate what else could you want?
"Okie Dokie Danny!"
Dan could practically feel the smile from behind the doors, it was-
Wait did he just call me Danny?
Dan chuckled and burrowed his head back at his pillow. His heart rate was still beating strongly and his breathing was still heavy. But this time it was because of something else.
This guy is too adorable for his own good.