#daniel larusso fluff

✧. ┊ daniel larusso as art donaldson!

a rising star, one would dare to say, young and full of passion for the sport. raised by a single mom that loves him to death and a teacher with non-conventional methods. he's so easily in awe of everything about the sport, that it's no surprise he's in awe of a certain girl that seems to have it mastered.

✧. ┊ johnny lawrence as patrick zweig!

a rich boy with talent but no other passion than a need to be the best. taught the violent way to take no nonsense from anyone, and always strike first. however, bigger is his competitivity than his sportsmanship, and that translates outside of the sport aswell.

( CHALLENGERS! AU ) johnny lawrence x fem!reader x daniel larusso !!

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WARNINGS : challengers-movie based, mlm (johnny and daniel do like each other romantically & sexually), smut, threesome/poly content.

The coach says they're off for the day and you see him running his sweaty hair back. Daniel picks up his stuff from the ground, takes his water bottle out, and takes a chug from it. You hear his Long Island accent ring out as he talks to one of his teammates, Josh. You were never quite fond of his team, as some of them had messed with your best friend.

A couple minutes later you finished your homework and put it in your backpack. You continued staring at Daniel. It was hard not to. His gorgeous tan skin was shining in the sun. He was slightly sweaty, shaking out his dark-brown hair. Daniel walked around the bleachers and up the stairs, carrying his soccer bag. You smile at him as he drops his bag next to yours and sits down. “Hey, Danny! How was the practice? You smell like sweat.” You teased and he put his arm around your shoulders. “Hey there.. the practice was good. Coach just will not get off of us over a scrimmage.” He says groaning.

“So dramatic aren't you? Wanna go under the bleachers? This heat is killing me.” You say, picking up your backpack and standing up. “And I'm the dramatic one?” Daniel says, grabbing his stuff and following you as you race down the stairs and to under the metal bleachers.

There's a couple people, mostly you and Daniel’s friends that are relaxing. You wave at your friend from chemistry and she smiles at you, just before her obnoxious boyfriend starts eating her mouth again. You make sure there are no teachers and pull Danny’s hand to get him closer to you. It provided a secret hiding place for you and Daniel to spend time together.

Daniel takes his jacket from his bag and puts it on the ground for you two to sit on. “Such a gentleman aren't you?" You said, grabbing his jersey to pull him down to the ground with you. He pulls out a couple of snacks his Mother packs for him whenever he has practiced. It's an assortment of finger food, crackers, and pretzels.

“How was class?” Daniel asks eventually, swinging his arms around your shoulders once more pulling you into his side. You remember, one day, his mother said you fit together like puzzle pieces and you almost cried. He was your best love, the sweetest and most caring boy ever who was completely fearless. “It was good. Mr. Johnson was yelling at this girl today and it was so hilarious.” Daniel laughs along with you as he stares at you while you speak about other classes you've had today.

Daniel was always a romantic after being raised extremely well by Lucille. He would never let you open a door if he was there, even if it was your bedroom door. The way he wrote notes for you and hid them in your books for every class. You always wondered how you were able to catch him. The star of the soccer team and the star of the Miyagi-Do Karate dojo. Even if he was the only one in the dojo.

“How was your day Danny? How was class?” You ask, taking another handful of snacks to eat. He starts talking about an annoying teacher, and a random thing that happened with Johnny. You can't help but admire him, the way he always has a small smile on his face when he explains stuff. His nose squeezes together whenever he eats a super salty pretzel but he continues explaining.

“Are you even listening baby?” Daniel says a few seconds later, after seeing (what he calls it) “your head in the clouds look”. You shake your head out of your daydream. “No! No, I'm listening. You were talking about Ashley Henderson!” You spout out, not sure if you were exactly right. You lay further on his shoulder and you smell his cologne. “Yeah alright." Danny’s Long Island was thicker whenever he was slightly tired. After practice, he would be almost unintelligible as you heard the way his words would stick together.

“Y’know. My Ma asked if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight. We're having her famous lasagna I think. My Nonna taught it to her.” Daniel asks, running his fingers down your spine, something he did unconsciously whenever you laid on him.

You sat up slightly, looking up at his baby browns and his jaw. He has a small scar on the edge of his face from falling when he was younger. You always liked to kiss over it whenever you were alone. Secretly, Daniel loved it too. You let your lips fall on the scar, giving a small peck onto it. "Yeah, I'll come. Lucille always makes the best food. She could serve me mud and grass and I think I would still eat it.

“She does make pretty good food doesn't she?” He says, giving you a small smirk before holding his hand out for you to take. It was something he did after he got punched in the lip and you said he couldn't talk just in case he'd hurt his lip and to “hold out your hand if you want me to hold it.” You grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers together with his. He smiled at you before leaning close to your face.

You connect your lips with his, giving a slow kiss to him. Daniel slowly reaches his hand to your face, holding it as you continue kissing. Some of Danny's teammates walk up behind him and smack his shoulders before saying, “Get some!” You had to pull away to laugh as he turned away embarrassed.

“Your teammates are crazy Danny.” You say, pointing out the obvious as Daniel runs his hand down your arm. “Yeah I know. I gotta’ play with them baby.” He says sarcastically throwing his head to the side. You laugh at him as he readjusts his hips, slowly pushing them up to fix his back.

You grin as you lay back down on his shoulder. After it got hurt during the karate tournament, you were always careful about putting too much pressure on it. Daniel told you it was fine, but you were still worried. Danny stares up at the clock that sat outside and looks back at you. “We have five minutes until our next class. What do you wanna do for the rest? Jus’ relax or am I thinking what you're thinking..?”

You push yourself up off the ground and stare into Daniel’s eyes. After dating Daniel for a year, you always notice his eyes have a sense of mischievousness in them. Lucille would always point it out too, how whenever he would look at something, there would always be a look in his eyes daring himself to do something.

All of Y/N’s friends knew Daniel was different from all of the other guy's Y/N went out with. Everyone really thought that Daniel was the one for Y/N, but they were wrong.

Y/N and Daniel had been together for almost five months when one night everything came crashing down. Y/N doesn’t even remember what the fight was about since it all happened so fast, but she will always remember the last thing she said to Daniel before she left. She told him she was done with him and walked out the door slamming it behind her.

Y/N and Daniel have seen and have spoken to each other since the breakup since they are friends with the same people. Everything was okay with Y/N till after a month since the breakup when Daniel started seeing another girl. Y/N couldn’t help but feel hurt seeing Daniel move on so fast. When she sees Daniel with his new girl, she couldn’t help but feel jealous. She hated feeling jealous because she’s the on that broke up with him.

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Y/N was at her house all by herself like she always was. Her parents are the owners of a law and business company, so they are always working. Y/N couldn’t help but feel lonely in the big house. When she was with Daniel, he would always be at her house with her which took away that loneliness she felt.

Y/N was sitting in the living room flipping through the channels on the tv trying to find something to watch. When she heard the doorbell ring, she let out a sigh. She put the remote control onto the glass table and stood up from the couch.

She walked up to the front door and opened it to see her best friend, Ali. “Hey Ali.” Y/N said stepping to the side so Ali could walk inside. “Hi.” Ali said with a smile walking inside. “Are your parents' home?” Ali asked her. “That’s a stupid question.” Y/N told her as she closed the door. “Oh yeah right, sorry.” Ali said as her cheeks turned red in embarrassment. “It’s cool.” Y/N told her in reassurance.

“What brings you by?” Y/N asked her walking back over to the couch with Ali following behind her. “Are you still coming to my party tomorrow night?” Ali asked her sitting down onto the couch with Y/N. “Of course.” Y/N answered her.

“Why do you ask?” Y/N asked with a hint of confusion in her tone. “Daniel called me earlier asking if it was okay if he could bring Claire to the party with him.” Ali told her. “Oh.” Y/N said in a soft tone as she looked down at her hands that were resting on top of her lap. “I told him I wanted to talk to you first.” Ali told her. Y/N just gave her a nod as she just fiddled with her fingers.

“Y/N if you aren’t comfortable with Claire coming, I’ll tell Daniel that it’s not okay.” Ali told her. “I rather have my best friend at my party than some girl I barely know.” Ali added. “No, it’s okay.” Y/N said looking up at her. “Daniel can bring her.” Y/N told her. “Are you sure?” Ali asked her. “I just don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” Ali added with concern in her voice. “Why would I be uncomfortable?” Y/N asked with a hiss. “I’m the one that broke up with him.” Y/N reminded her. “I’ll be fine.” Y/N told her. “Okay.” Ali said with a nod.

“I’ll go home and call Daniel back.” Ali said standing up from the couch. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Ali said. “See you tomorrow.” Y/N said back. Ali gave her a soft smile and then made her way out of the house.

Once Y/N heard the front door close shut she picked up the remote control back up and went back to flipping through the channels.

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At the party Y/N couldn’t take her eyes off Daniel and Claire. Every time she sees him touch his hand or arm, she feels this burning sensation in the pit of her stomach. Seeing Daniel smiling and laughing with Claire made her feel sick to her stomach.

Y/N was talking with some friends when she saw Claire walk away from Daniel. Claire was standing at the table where all the drinks were at. “I’ll be right back.” Y/N said to her friends. Y/N walked towards Claire and completely lost control of her actions. When she was right behind Claire, she used her right elbow to shove Claire into the table. Claire fell into the table knocking it over. The drinks fell off the table and were spilled all over the floor. Half of the drinks spilled all over Claire drenching her whole outfit. Everyone around started to laugh at Claire. Y/N was just staring down at Claire. Y/N was in shock at what she just did.

Daniel ran over to Claire. He saw what Y/N did. “Y/N! What the fuck are you doing?” Daniel asked her in a snappy tone looking up at her with a glare. “I-I don’t know.” Y/N stuttered since she was still in shock. Daniel just shook his head and put all of his attention on Claire who was trying to hold back the tears. Claire’s face was all red since she was in embarrassed. Daniel helping Claire up off the floor. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Daniel told her. Y/N watched Daniel walk away with Claire.

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Y/N was sitting outside on Ali’s porch. She was sitting on the top step by herself. She feels awful for what she did to Claire. She let her jealousy get the best of her.

“Y/N.” She heard a voice say her name. When she looked up, she saw Daniel standing there with an angry look in his eyes. “You want to explain to me what you did?” Daniel asked folding his arm over his chest. “I don’t know okay it just all happened so damn fast.” Y/N told him with frustration in her voice.

“Why?” Daniel asked her. “What?” Y/N asked in confusion. “Why did you do that to Claire?” Daniel asked her with frustration in his tone. “Ali told me you were fine with me bringing her here and then you do this. What the hell, Y/N?” Daniel said with a snappy tone. “It’s because I’m jealous alright!” Y/N told him standing up. “What?” Daniel asked taken by surprise as he unfolded his arms.

“I know I have no right to be jealous because I was the one that broke up with you, but I realized that I was fucking stupid.” Y/N told him as tears started to form in her eyes. “Y/N.” Daniel started. “Do you still love me?” Daniel asked her. Y/N just gave him a nod. “Y/N.” Daniel said in a soft voice as he looked at her with a sad look in his eyes. He went to go take her hand, but she stepped away from him.

“Doesn’t matter. You have Claire.” Y/N told him trying to hold in her tears from falling but she failed. “Y/N-” Daniel started to say but she cut him off. “I fucked up and that’s the end of the story.” Y/N told him.

She walked down the steps and to her car. Daniel watched her get into her car. Y/N started her car up and drove away. Daniel let out a sigh and walked back inside the house.

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It was the next day and Y/N was spending another day alone at her home. She was laying down onto the couch in the living room watching a movie. She was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants. Y/N was exhausted since she barely got any sleep last night. She got home a little after ten the night before. She couldn’t fall asleep because she couldn’t stop thinking about what she did to Claire. She feels awful and wished she could go back in time and change what she did. Y/N has never done something like that before. Y/N isn’t known for being mean and causing pain towards others because she’s not that type of girl. Ali had called her to talk about what happened, but Y/N just ignored the calls.

Y/N was starting to drift off to sleep when she heard the doorbell ring. Y/N let out a loud groan as she sat up. She lazily got up off the couch and walked over to the front door. She was expecting it to be Ali but when she opened the door, she was wrong.

“Hi.” Daniel said in a soft voice. “Hey.” Y/N said shocked to see him. She saw the tired look in his eyes. He must’ve had a hard time sleeping last night, too. “Can I come in?” Daniel asked in a curious tone. Y/N gave him a nod as she stepped to the side for him to walk in.

“Claire and I aren’t seeing each other anymore.” Daniel told her walking inside. Y/N shut the door and looked at him with a sad look in her eyes. “Shit! I’m so sorry Daniel.” Y/N told him feeling responsible. “I can talk to her for you.” Y/N told him, but he shook his head no.

“I’m the one that broke up with her.” Daniel told her. “Why?” Y/N asked with a surprised look in her eyes. “I couldn’t stop thinking about what you said to me.” Daniel told her. He took one of her hands into his and this time she let him.

“I still love you, too.” Daniel told her giving her hand a light squeeze. “I was wondering if you would like to give us another try.” Daniel said with a soft smile forming on his lips. Y/N’s lips turned up into a smile, too. “Yes.” Y/N said with a nod.

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The journey home from the doctor's office feels like a lifetime. Every second seems to tick by at a snails pace. The usual bus ride home only takes around 20 minutes, and today is no different. There's not much traffic, and more than half of the seats are empty, but somehow, time moves so much slower.

You pull out your phone to check for any new messages and hope to see one from Daniel, but there's nothing yet. You assume this means he's working a little later. For a moment, this bothers you... until you get an idea. You'd wanted Daniel to be at home for the surprise at first, but this way, maybe you would have time to set up something special.

You type a quick text to Daniel, asking him how long he'll be. He responds quickly, and you figure out you have just under an hour to pull together what you can.

You get off the bus one stop before home, and head into your local supermarket. At the back of the store is a bakery, where you ask for a pre-baked cake to be decorated with two simple words. The friendly woman behind the counter pipes the words in pink and blue frosting and takes only ten minutes or so to finish it. You thank her as she hands over the box with a smile on her face and congratulates you.

Next, you pick up a pack of sharpies and some balloons from the party aisle that are the same colours as the frosting on your cake. Then you head to the section you'll no doubt be frequenting over the next few months... nay, years. You try to be quick, but the shelves of cute stuffed animals leave you spoiled for choice and very indecisive. You question if you even need one, but before you can walk away, you spot the perfect option.

You pick up the soft little toy sheep, giggling, then run your fingers over the material of the gi it wears. "Perfect."

Honesty, if you'd seen the little guy before, you'd have bought it ages ago.

After paying for everything, you head for your apartment, with enough time to spare to sort everything out.

You tie some of the pink and blue balloons together and put them in the living room, next to the coffee table where you've set the cake. With the sharpies, you draw and write cute little messages on them. You lay two plates, two forks, and two napkins next to it, along with a knife. Then, you decide to put on one of your favourite outfits. One you'd usually wear on a date night, something that would definitely make Daniel curious when he came home to see it.

You take a deep breath and take out one last thing from the pocket of the coat you'd hung up by the front door. You gaze at the image in wonder while your free hand smooths over your stomach.

You move to go and find somewhere to put it, but then there's the sound of keys jingling and the opening of the front door. You move your hands behind your back and watch as Daniel enters your home, a frown already forming on his face.

"Oh. Hey, babe. Are you off somewhere?" He kicks off his shoes and shuts the door behind him, opening his arms for a hug. You wrap your arms around him, peck his lips, and then step back, careful not to drop or reveal the gift. "Is it date night? Oh, god, did I forget?"

"Uh, no. No, but I do have a surprise for you."

"Aw, thank you babe. Can I sit first?" You stop him with a hand on his chest when he looks towards the living room. He looks down at your hand and cocks his head like a curious puppy. "Uh..."

You chuckle nervously. "Ha. Sorry, but not just yet. Here. I bought you something."

Swiftly, you bring the toy from behind your bag and hold it between you, wiggling the sheep's little legs and smiling. Daniel's eyes light up at the simple, yet meaningful gift. He grins and laughs. "Oh, my God. A karate sheep? That's amazing!"

He takes if gratefully, inspecting the little patch on the gi. "Hm. Maybe Mr Miyagi can sew a mini bonsai patch for it. This flower patch is cute and all but this little guy has to be a Miyagi-Do student."

You snort and chuckle at him, thrilled that he likes his first surprise, but then your mind immediately switches to the second. The subject of your other gift is something you've both talked about for about a year now. Both of you want it, but it doesn't halt the anxiety that sits heavy in your chest. There is always the chance that Daniel may have changed his mind.

"Hey, babe?" You take a deep breath and reach up to cup his jaw, bringing his attention back to you. He sets the toy sheep on top of the shelf by the front door and brings his hands down to your waist, running circles there with his thumbs. "I have something else for you."

"Why do you seem so nervous? Whatever it is, I'll love it. You know I will."

"Come on." One final blow of air, and you take his hand, turning around and leading him to the room where the balloons and cake are waiting. "So..."

Daniel's mouth falls open. He glances between each balloon, reading the drawn-on letters that say things like, 'oh, baby', 'hey, daddy'. On some of them, you'd drawn little baby faces that look similar to the emoji.

He doesn't say a word yet, but you no longer feel that worry as he smiles, then laughs, then goes silent once more. He slowly sits down on the sofa and stares at the cake for a few moments. In blue and pink, the frosting reads, "WE'RE PREGNANT".

"Is this... are you... I mean, are you messing with me?" Daniel shoots up again, rounding the sofa to see you. "Please, this isn't a joke, is it?"

"No!" You snicker, then look up into his eyes. Your own eyes are full of promise, excitement, and... starting to water. "I wouldn't do that, I swear. Look, I have a picture."

"You have a picture already? Let me see." He makes grabby hands and you reveal your still-hidden hand from behind your back. "Oh..."

"The doctor said I'm 4 or 5 weeks." Tears start to fall from your eyes and you decide to take a seat on the sofa, your stomach filling with butterflies and your knees starting to feel weak at the way Daniel is looking at you.

"He looks like a little bean."

"'He'?" He joins you on the sofa, placing the photo down on the table. "You think it's a boy?"

"I have a feeling."

"This soon?" You laugh, dabbing at the corners of your eyes with gentle fingertips.

"Yep, but either way, I'm gonna be the best Daddy for the little bean, I promise." His eyes flicker to your stomach and he splays a hand out on your skin. "Hear that, bean? I love you so much. Your Mum, too. And I can't wait to meet you."

"Danny..." You fully burst into happy sobs and fling your arms around him. You giggle and repeatedly kiss the back of his neck. "I can't believe I thought for a second you wouldn't be happy about this."

"Of course I am, sweetheart." You feel the movement when he chuckles. "We didn't try to have a baby to... not have a baby."

"I still thought maybe–"

"Shh." He leans into the crook of you neck. "No, no, no. I'm so happy, baby. I can't wait to start this family with you." He kisses you back a couple of times before pulling away slightly. "Can we eat some cake now, it looks delicious."

You nod and he releases you, but keeps a hold of one of your hands. As he cuts a piece of cake for you, he lifts his brows and says, "You know what else? I can't wait to see our child lifting that All Valley trophy."

Daniel sometimes loved and hated his highschool.

On the good side, you went there and some of his friends did too.

On the bad side, the rumors and gossip spread like wildfire. There was barely any chance to tell anyone you were dating Daniel before it spread to everyone because you were caught holding his hand. It was easier, you told him, that you didn't have to tell people.

He never understood, why people spread rumors whenever he knew the damage of it. Especially when you're the butt of it all. He eventually got used to the rumors and sometimes it was hilarious to listen to.

You're sitting in front of your vanity, taking off your makeup (Daniel assumes) and you let out a loud gasp and turn down the mixtape Daniel made for your year anniversary. You twist around quickly before he questions what happened. “Did I not tell you what Samantha Jenkins told me yesterday?” You ask him to watch him gently shake his head no. “No you didn't baby.”

He's laying on your bed, throwing a trinket you had on your night stand. “Okay, so, basically Jessica Stevens found out that Danielle Cunningham slept with four guys while dating Freddy. And I mean, I couldn't believe it. So, I asked her. And she said, believe it or not, that's not all!” You're talking excitedly and waving your hands around in the air. Daniel sits on your bed and admires you.

“Oh yeah. Fred was air-headed last game. Danielle actually slept with that many guys? She would always go into the locker room to ‘to talk to Freddy’ that's whenever I found her and Ben in the bathroom.” Daniel tells you, pretending to shiver and gag. You laugh at his antics, “What are you putting on your face? It kinda looks like orange juice.” You laughed at his comparison of your Ten-O-Six lotion.

“It combats acne and stuff. I swear on my life by it. Okay, so she slept with Ben too? I only knew about Chase, Leon, and Tommy.” You turn your head to look at him and he nods with a weird look on his face. You close your vanity drawers after sticking everything back and you push your chair in. “You’re finally done now...” Daniel tells you holding his arms out and giving you his grabby hands. “Not can do. I'm gonna go get us face masks!”

You hear him let out a groan and you yell back, “Do it if you love me!” He stops his groaning suddenly and you give a small laugh whenever you grab your face masks from the cabinet. Once you walk back into your room, Daniel is sat up against the wall with pillows stacked up to his head.

He's messing with the channels on your television and scrolling aimlessly through them. You tell him to stop scrolling whenever you see one of your favorite movies, Secret Admirer. “Michael Ryan is so fine.” You whisper under your breath and you see Daniel cock his eye brow and give you a ‘are-you-serious?’ look. You laugh and sit down on your bed and Daniel pulls you into his lap.

His eyes are focused on your face as you get the face mask out of the tube to put it on Daniel's face. Daniel's hands go to your thighs rubbing soft circles whenever you push his hair out of his face. You apply the cold facemask onto his face he lets out a quick breath through his teeth. “Smells like lemons... mmm.”

Daniel's eyes close and you continue applying until your phone rings. You pick it up and Daniel hears a shriek on the other side. You and her talk for a couple seconds before you hang up and turn back to Daniel. “What was that baby?” He asks as he follows your face. “Steph’ just got the scoop on Angela Murphy. Apparently, she was talking smack about her best friend and they rumbled in Clarity Hills.”

You applied your mask while talking, Daniel sat and listened to things she had done to you. “She was always mean to everyone. In freshman year, she picked on me all the time. I never liked her. And hearing what she did to you? Bitchy.” Daniel laughs with you before feeling his face get tight. “The mask is making my face hurt.”

“That means it's ready! I'm gonna go ahead and pull it off okay?” He nods and closes his eyes and your hands go to his face and you start pulling it off. It comes off in one piece and he stares at it. “You pulled my face off!” Daniel jokes and you slap his shoulder gently.

You and Daniel stay there for a bit, laying and watching the movie. At the climax of the movie, you fall into a kiss with Daniel. He holds his lips before slowly deepening. The credits play and you turn the television off. “I love that movie. I saw it in theaters with Jessica and we both cried.”

You and Daniel laugh and he squeezes you tightly. “I love these nights with you. Especially the one we had after the tournament.” He teases in your ear, reminding you of the wild night you enjoyed with him on the warm Reseda night. “You tease.” You mumbled under your breath and kissed him again. “Thanks for coming over. I bet your Mom's happy.”

Whenever Daniel invited you to his house for dinner and a movie with him, it made you undeniably giddy as you walked inside with him. Lucille, his mother, is throwing around pots and turning around in her tiny kitchen making some sort of Italian food you weren't able to put your finger on. “Sorry about the mess.” Daniel apologizes as you walk inside of his tiny room. He has a twin bed in the corner, a desk, and the walls are decked out in posters and The Jets flags.

“Baby it's fine!” You let out when Daniel begins picking up everything on the floor and throwing it in different places. He stands up and you pull him into his bed, tugging against his dusty pink button-up t-shirt. “Sorry, I just forgot.” Daniel apologizes for a second time and you shush him and your hands fall into his thick mop of hair that's on his head. He's mumbling about school and how one of his teachers was yelling for no reason.

His mother calls you both for dinner and you jump up with him, holding onto the belt loop on the back of his jeans. Lucille is setting things on the small table, lasagna and other plates on it. “This looks amazing, Ms. Larusso!” You exclaim and Daniel agrees, thumb running circles on your thigh. “Well thank you! It's my Nonna’s recipe. When Daniel was a kid, he used to beg everyday for this lasagna!” Lucille is quite loud and now you understand where Daniel gets his likeable personality.

You and Lucille share stories from childhood, about Daniel, and other situations as you get to know his mother. You had only met her at karate tournaments or accidental run-ins at school. Dinner ends after a while as Daniel scrapes his plate of leftover sauce and cheese as he smiles at the interactions with both of the people he loves. Lucille picks up your plates and Daniel pulls you to the L-shaped couch and he turns the TV on and scrolls throughout the channels.

Eventually, he ends up on a Jamie Lee Curtis horror movie, and it's just begun. You're laying in his arms and he holds onto your hand as he draws circles on your t-shirt. The t-shirt you're wearing is his, and it's the West Valley Soccer team championship one. You had borrowed it permanently whenever he had left his gym bag with you after you had accidentally taken it home.

You cannot tell if he chose to, or not to. He knew you weren't exactly scared of horror movies, but they still made your bones shake and shiver when you watched them. Daniel. holds onto you at a steady grip. He makes sure to continue soft runnings of the tips of his fingers across your chest.

You rely on the calming feeling of his touch, soft kissing against his lips once the movie starts to almost reach the climax of it. Your lips clash and cling together as you take your attention from the television to the feeling of him everywhere. “Thank you Daniel. For inviting me over.” You say to him, twirling the longer hair in the back that curls on your pointer finger. “Of course baby, anytime.”

You aren't sure if he knows what he's doing. The smaller grey shirt he wears, his sweatpants hung low on his waist as he kicks a soccer ball around hitting it in goals frequently. You're attempting to play volleyball with your friend, before you get slammed in the head with a soccer ball knocking you over out of surprise. Your friend runs over to you and suddenly, a more familiar face comes into your vision.

A tan, sweaty face is what comes in with his big, brown eyes. “Are you okay?” Daniel asks quickly, on his hands and knees trying to figure out if you're fine or not. “Man, I'm real sorry. I didn't even realize when I kicked it.” You stop his apologies as you let out a laugh and sit up. “No! No, don't worry. I just got knocked off my feet in surprise. You're a-okay.”

You aren't sure if it's the banging going through your head or just you, but Daniel looks even more attractive under the beaming sun as it pours into his brown eyes, turning them into a honey brown. He runs his hand through his hair, the muscles in his arms extending and contracting as he pulls them down. You probably look crazy, as you completely just stare at him.

You knew about Daniel and Ali, always from your best friend, so from what you had known he was off-limits. So, then, you would only admire from afar. He holds his arm up once he stands up, helping you stand up and you get to stare into his eyes. God, isn't he gorgeous? He brushes some dust off of your shirt and smiles. “You should be alright. I'll see you around, yeah?” You nod and he runs back off with his friends.