A/N: It's March break finally! So, since I finally have the time, here's a little fic I thought of while at school one day.
Genre: Angst and Fluff. My faves
I got into this relationship knowing the consequences of his work. He'd have times where he was busy, and didn't have time to spend with me. I understood that, so whenever those times came, I stepped away and was there for him. I kept my mouth shut and I dealt with it until he finally had time. It's just what I did as a supportive girlfriend. Every. Time.
This time was different though. Usually these spurts of working last about a week, two at the most. This time around it lasted a bit more over a month. I love Dan, and I know he needs to work but as selfish as it sounds, I did want attention, and love. All I wanted to do was cuddle up next to him but this time around he didn't even let me do that. I knew he was stressed, but it started to take a toll on our relationship. Most nights I would go to sleep alone, then wake up alone. Pretty much my whole day was me being alone. I tried to pull Dan away from his work so he can take a break but him being the perfectionist he is, he kept working anyway. It got to the point where he'd ignore the things I was saying because he was too focused on his work. I kept biting my tongue until now. But I finally snapped when he started acting rude to me.
I was sitting in his office, obviously, he was working on the computer. I was scrolling through my phone, and I looked up at him every few minutes. His eyes were glued to the screen as per usual. I let out a loud sigh and walked over to his chair, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.
"Dan, take a break honey. You've been working too hard." I kissed his cheek and stared up into his eyes, which were still glued to the screen.
"You tell me this every day, and every day I say I still need to work. Leave me alone, Y/N. I'm busy." He rolled his shoulder back, pushing my arm off his shoulder.
I scoff, walking towards the door, "Because I totally couldn't tell you're busy Daniel." I heard a loud sigh come from behind me, and I turned in the doorframe, crossing my arms and staring at Dan.
"What's wrong?" Dan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I don't know Dan. You tell me."
"Oh don't you dare call me love. You barely paid any attention to me these past few weeks…this past month!" I finally had enough with his shit. I gesticulated to emphasize how angry I was.
"It's because I've been working Y/N! You know, that thing that people have to get money." Dan replied sarcastically, getting up from his chair. I walked towards him, trying to seem intimidating but his height compared to mine beat me every time.
"I am fully aware of that, Daniel. But you don't have to be working 24/7! I try to spend time with you but you brush me off! You don't even come to bed anymore!" I could feel my face heat up out of frustration. I felt tears sting my eyes but I pushed them back, I needed to be strong.
"I'm busy, what don't you get about that?" Dan's voice got louder.
"I do understand it Daniel. You know why? Because I deal with it every time you are 'busy'. I normally keep my mouth shut but god have I had enough. Do you even want me here anymore? I feel like I'm just a burden to you now!" I stared into Dan's eyes to see some sort of reaction. His facial expression softens for a second, and he mumbles something incoherently.
"Hm?" I moved closer to Dan, who was staring at the ground. I touched his arm but he pulled it away.
"Leave then!" Dan yelled, backing away from me. I stared at him in shock, and saw the instant regret on his face.
"Okay." I mumbled quietly, walking backwards still staring at Dan. Did he stop loving me? I felt the tears threatening to spill again but I kept trying to push them back. His facials expression softened, and he took a step towards me.
"I am so sorry baby; I didn't mean it please don't leave." Dan's voice cracked. He reached his hand for me but I backed away. "Please don't leave me." Before I could give into Dan's plea, I turned around to grab my phone off the side table, and headed down the stairs to the front door of our flat. I heard Dan mumbling apologies as he followed me down the stairs, but I ignored them.
I got to the front door, sliding on my shoes and throwing my coat on when Dan stopped me again.
"No no no, I didn't mean it love, I didn't mean it, please stay." I finally looked up at Dan and saw tears running down his face. He choked back a sob when I took another step away from him.
"I know I'm terribly sorry please don't leave me." Dan sobbed, grabbing my arm and pulling me into an embrace. He held me tight, like he never wanted to let go again. I was reluctant to hug back, but decided to stay strong. I kept my arms by my side as I felt tears hit the top of my head. When I finally had enough, I pushed him away and Dan started crying more.
"I know I fucked up, lov- Y/N," Dan paused, remembering that I told him not to call me love earlier, "but please don't leave. I need you, and I love you. I know I'm a terrible boyfriend but I promi-"
I finally gave into Dan; I couldn’t take seeing him like this. So, I rested my hand on his cheek. He instantly leaned into my touch, as I wiped away some of his tears. He pulled his hand up, and rested it on mine.
"I just need air, okay Dan? I'll be back in a few minutes." I said, giving him a soft smile. Seeing Dan like this broke my heart, and I loved him too much and it hurt me seeing like this. After trying to be strong for so long, I let a few tears drop. I heard Dan hold back another sob, taking his hand away from mine and backing away like he was scared he'd hurt me even more. I could tell Dan felt guilty for saying it, I saw it in his eyes that it hurt him to know that he caused this. I gave another reassuring smile, then turned to open the door.
I started walking down the stairs of the complex. When I got to the bottom, I heard stumbling from above me, and somebody mumble a soft "ow". I turned around to see Dan struggling to get his coat on as he runs down the stairs. When he got to the bottom I stared at him with a confused look on my face.
"Um…Dan, what are you doing?"
"Coming with you." Dan simply stated. He walked passed me, and opened the door, gesturing for me to walk out first. I walked out, still confused about what he was doing. I walked out into the cold London streets, and looked around before turning back to Dan.
"Dan, when I said I needed air, I meant alone." I emphasized my last word, but I knew Dan was too stubborn to go back into our flat.
"I know. But I would be an even more terrible boyfriend if I just let you be alone. I promise I won't talk if you want silence." Dan gave me his infamous smirk, and shrugged his shoulders. I rolled my eyes at him, chuckling at his crazy antics, then grabbed his hand. We walked in silence through the cold, busy streets to calm down and think about what just happened. After 10 minutes of walking around in silence, our hands still intertwined, I decided to go into a Starbucks to warm up.
"Go take a seat, I'll order for you." Dan said, letting go of my hand and pointing towards some seats. I walked away, taking a seat as I watched Dan take our orders. Even after a fight, he was still a sweetheart. He kept looking back at me every few minutes, as if to make sure I was okay. Which, at this point I was. The moment Dan followed me out the door I forgave him for mostly everything. I just wanted to hear him explain why he said what he did. He walked over to our table, our drinks in hand and he gently places them down. He takes the seat across from me, and takes a sip and places his drink down. I was staring at the floor for a while, deep in thought. I looked up to Dan and saw him staring back at me with admiration.
"What?" I chuckled. He smiled down at the ground, then looked up to me again with a soft look.
"I thought I was gonna lose you to be honest." Dan softly said, looked out the window of the Starbucks, staring into the streets. Dan turned back to me, and grabbed my hand from across the table.
"Well you did tell me to leave." I laughed coldly. It was true, I had to state the obvious. He shot me an apologetic look, and squeezed my hand.
"I didn't mean to. I was stressed, and frustrated. More with myself than you. It's just-" he readjusts himself in his seat, so he's leaning closer to me. "I couldn't believe I made you feel like a burden, and that you thought I didn't love you anymore. I don't know what came over me and it was inexcusable what I said to you. But what you should know is that I would never actually mean to say that."
I gave him a smile, furrowing my eyebrows when I did. "It's okay Dan."
"But it's not okay, Y/N. I've treated you terribly these past few weeks and it's not okay." Dan let go of my hand and stared at the ground like it was the most interesting thing ever. Knowing Dan, he was probably overthinking this, thinking that at some point I would actually leave him. I didn't know what to say so I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"What?" Dan looked up at me again, chuckling a bit at my random outburst.
"I don't know." I laughed. "I felt weird not saying it back in our flat. I just want you to know that I love you too."
Dan laughed at me, shaking his head. However, he got serious quickly again. "I don't know how to make it up to you, love."
"As cheesy and cliché as this sounds, you already did when you walked out that flat with me. You being here now is enough." Dan smiled at me, staring into my eyes before opening his mouth then closing it again. "What is it honey?" I squeezed his hand.
"Can I kiss you?" He asked.
I laughed at his question. Did he need to ask? "Why are you asking?"
"I'm not sure if you wanted me to after what happened." Dan shrugged.
I laughed more shaking my head. I let go of his hand, and leaned over the table to give him a soft, loving kiss. He grabbed my cheeks, and gently kissed back.
A/N: Honestly didn't know how to finish it so I sort of just left it there.
