Daniel Howell

LUKE: life is so confusing!!!!

LUKE: i like the word kisses

LUKE: it's a fun word

DAN: you're telling me mate

DAN: it is.

Luke could understand missing someone. His heart hurt without Ashton here. Life had been difficult enough when Mike and Calum were evicted, but Ashton? Everything was different when he was involved. Maybe he was just too dependant on his friends and peers. In fact, there was no maybe about that. He absolutely was too dependant on his friends and peers, clinging to them to a point where it was almost suffocating. That was just who he was though. ‘I know,’ the blond murmured, leaning into Dan and letting his head drop onto the other’s shoulder in a simple gesture of comfort. ‘Can you make hot chocolate? I always end up burning the pan.’

It was good to hear that someone else knew what it was like to feel... almost like a part of them wasn’t here without their close friend. He’d always felt stupid for being uncomfortable without Phil - they were grown adults, after all, he should be totally fine going without seeing his good friend. Yet it still felt like he couldn’t live without Phil by his side - even just knowing he was two rooms down gave him the comfort he lacked so badly here. “Of course...” Daniel spoke after another few moments, letting his head rest along Luke’s own as the other male laid it upon his shoulder. For being two of the few house giants, it was nice to have that gesture, knowing few others besides...well Phil could really do something like that with ease. “Reckon I can make a banging hot chocolate. Marshmallows and all if you’d like.” It’d be easy enough anyways. They likely had all the shit somewhere around here...it was more so finding the will to detach himself from the small gesture of comfort that had been provided that was the issue, especially as his hand idly wrapped around the other man’s frame, long fingers toying with the fabric of the comforter. 

Luke wasn’t entirely certain how to answer that question. Was everything alright? No. But then nothing had been alright for a long, long time. Becoming a worldwide-successful band should’ve been a dream come true. Even better that he could share it with three best friends, but it wasn’t like that at all. Not once management got their claws in. Now, every single move he made seemed to be the wrong one. He so very-often felt like he was trapped behind bars and no matter how hard he tried, how much he tugged at the bars, escape was impossible. That wasn’t the response Dan wanted to hear though. It definitely wasn’t the response management wanted people to hear. And so, instead, the blond forced a smile. ‘’M just tired. S’hard to sleep here sometimes,’ he lied, wrapping the duvet a little tighter around him. ‘What about you?’

The answer could have been honest - it could have been a lie as well, but.. there’s definitely a chance it could have been honest. He was wrapped up in a duvet standing in the kitchen at an odd hour, after all, so really being tired wasn’t too hard to believe. Not to mention Daniel struggled himself to fall asleep and stay asleep some nights - only issue is... he’d always struggled with anxiety and depression, and that was the reasoning behind most of his sleepless nights. “...I get it.” He agreed quietly after a moment, resting his palms along the cool counter as he returned Luke’s smile with one of his own. “...Tired too, I guess.” Which...could have been honest - could have been a lie. “...Starting to miss my roommate a bit... Hard to do anything without him around, y’know?... But s’fine.” He dismissed, eyeing the walking teddy bear with a shrug. “...I uh... i was gonna make a cuppa or sommit. You.. want one to go with that sandwich?...” 

NORMAN: fuck if i know

NORMAN: prick hates me

NORMAN: i've taught u well

DANIEL: well then fuck him right?

DANIEL: you shouldn't assume shit about people

DANIEL: ...corrupted more like ;)

LUKE: but i wanna know!!

DAN: ...I don't have the answer mate!

DAN: I can't even speculate on it... i mean why is /anything/ named what it is?

DAN: why is blue blue or why are you luke, and I, Daniel

NORMAN: that was meant for brendon

NORMAN: heard the prick is letting people think i dumped his shit in the pool

DANIEl: oh

DANIEL: oh thank god

DANIEL: though... why would he do that??

LUKE: i wanna ask u something but u can't laugh

LUKE: [UNSENT] do u ever think about that time we kissed?

LUKE: why do we call chairs chairs?

DAN: ...man that..is a very valid question

NORMAN: fuck u u fucking fuck

DANIEL: I... I'm sorry!?

ZAYN: thanks for the support

DANIEL: Hey, you're too welcome man

DANIEL: I'm here all week

...well a sandwich doesn’t contain bread does it, contains everything else really..——— not the point, right. Uh -... I mean...I’d say a breadbox but we’re all heathens and don’t have one here, so... I should probably check the toaster. 

That’s... totally a fire hazard, you know. 

Liam was sat outside having a small smoke, taking in the outside air, it just felt such a nice day it was a shame to waste it in doors, he hadn’t really been around exploring much lately he just seemed to be stuck in his room doign nothing, he felt as if he lost interaction with a lot of people and well he felt a little lonely he had to admit, but it was about time he was about to change that and at least show himself around. He let out a blow of smoke before putting the cigarette out. “So anything fun we can do?” he spoke to the face he saw coming up to him. 

Daniel felt his lips twitch up in a small smile as Liam glanced to him, only initially acknowledging his question with a small thoughtful look and a hum. Truth be told there were probably lots of fun things to do here - Dan just struggled to find what they were most of the time. He had to figure just about... anything would be fun with Liam though... He really admired all of the One Direction guys, after all. Always had, and it was still a little bit of a shock to be spending time with them, and actually getting to know them more than he’d had the chance to when hosting with Phil years ago. “I hear the ‘in-thing’ is to get into a fight, but... Reckon that’s really not that much fun.” The man spoke, falling in line beside the other man with a small roll of his shoulders. “Sometimes I wonder how good the mattresses on the beds would work as toboggans to go down the stairs though so.. if you’re up for that... it’s always a good day for... ‘science’.” 

To say he’d been hiding would be a complete understatement. Luke had practically gone into full hibernation since those tabloid headlines. The gossip blog had gone all out to expose his night with Liam and though the blond didn’t regret it (who would?), he knew he’d now suffer the consequences of defying management. Everyone in the house thought he was a cheater. Luke, the kid who couldn’t even swear without stuttering, was now the asshole who had been unfaithful to his girlfriend on national television. Once again, he was being painted out to be something he wasn’t. Wrapped up in an oversized duvet, bare feet shuffled against the floor as he slipped into the kitchen. This was the first time he’d left his assigned room all week. He’d been hoping he could sneak out, grab some food then disappear again. However, those hopes were soon scuppered when Luke realised someone else was in the kitchen. ‘Oh, uh. So              Sorry. I was just gonna make a sandwich.’

Dan hadn’t been the most ‘active’ in terms of... well showing his face any many points lately in Big Brother. It was hard to pull himself out of his room, or of the corner of the Game’s Room to do anything social or engage in any sort of interaction when he’d rather spend his time alone. Not that he wanted to admit it anytime soon, but the Youtuber was missing his roommate dearly. Daniel didn’t know the last time they’d been apart this long since.... well since before they met. It was draining honestly. So really, the man was in no place to judge - not even when his giant counterpart shuffled into the kitchen wrapped in a blanket looking as disheveled as he felt. “...Don’t need to apologize for making a sandwich, mate.” Daniel teased softly, teeth pulling at his bottom lip for a moment as he looked the other over once more with a hint of concern. He’d heard... rumors. Stories perpetuated by the tabloids, but... the internet-addict was never sure just how much of those he could believe, and wasn’t about to pry into it. Instead, Dan leaned lightly against the counter, leaving Luke plenty of room before he finally decided to speak again. “...Everything alright?” 

ZAYN: WHO TF DYED MY HAIR GREEN WHILE I WAS SLEEPING?

DANIEL: yikes

“So round two, or do you want me to give you a little bit of time to recover?” Jensen smirked taking a breath as he lay back on the pillow. One thing he’d found in this place was a on the tap feed for his addiction. He knew it was a dangerous game, but by god did he enjoy it. And that was what was on his mind as he softly kissed his most recent lay, 

A small huff of a breath fell from Dan’s lips as he scratched the skin along his chest idly, eyes turned to the ceiling as he felt the warmth radiating off of the man beside him. The very surprising and seemingly unobtainable man beside him. Honestly, who would believe Jensen Ackles would have ever even looked at him, let alone be naked in the same bed, kissing him. “...think I need a whole life to recover...” He muttered - mostly to himself - as he let another large breath escape in a satisfied sigh. It was kind of a dream, after all. He didn’t think he’d ever recover from that. “...’sides... who says you get a round two.”