heavy, dirty soul

“I always smile,” he stated matter-of-factly, stubbornly wiping the grin off his face. “You didn’t make me smile.”

“Fucking liar, aww...” she poked his cheek and then used her thumbs to tug his face into a smile-like shape. “Birdy likes the kitty.”

At this moment, Danny was glad he wasn’t living at the band house. He was able to go home and not have to worry about facing any of his band mates or especially Circe. Right now he didn’t know how to feel about her. Of course he had wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but now he really didn’t know what to think. He was so angry and embarrassed when it came to what had happened at the concert. 

Circe knew Danny and knew that he had either gone home or to the beach. She tried his place, first, saw the lights were on, and approached his bedroom window. She could see him inside so she tapped on the glass to get his attention. Old habits die hard. “Babe. Baby. Sweetie. Love.” She begged him to come and let her in.

“I know. I’m just worried about what’ll happen to the kid after we give them up. What if they develop abandonment issues or something? I don’t want that for them.” Danny explained as he met back up with Circe. 

Circe didn’t want that to happen either. She didn’t know what caring parents were like and neither did Danny. Maybe something deep down within both of them served to attract them to each other in that way. Danny was the first person in either world to ever care for Circe. And her heart had grown fond of the flower, as well. “I don’t care,” she lied, obvious by the way she refused to make eye contact with the father of her child. “After he’s-- After it’s born... it’s not our problem anymore.”

Danny didn’t respond, just nodded gently in response. Circe was always able to find just the right spots. Somehow she was the only one able to find them so quickly and make it feel like the first time. Of course, this was the first time she was feeling it all as a girl and it was a little odd. It was all good feelings, but different then when she was a guy. 

Double Trouble Tour 2015 |AU|

Danny actually let out a relieved sigh as he heard they wouldn’t be sacrificing anything. Five months would be a long time, but then again they would be able to see the whole world which wasn’t something he had gotten to do. The closest he came was a tour in the US and Canada. 

Tis the season || Dirce

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