danny johnson + fluffy angst ? 😳
Slasher / DBD ShortDanny Johnson / The GhostfacePrompt: Fluffy Angst
You gripped the bloodied cloth with anger, your fingers shaking against the bruised, beaten skin of his. He said nothing, his eyes steeled and downcast, unable to grant you anything but shame. He felt inadequate. Useless. The fact that some basic victim had got one over on him was infuriating. He’d almost been too ashamed to show himself to you.
“I told you to be careful,” you speak after a while, and he only shrugs. His passive way of brushing it off gnaws at you. You hate it. He can be so careless sometimes. His chest shudders, trembling slightly with a ragged breath he tries to hide as you press the cloth back into his wound. “What if I’m not around to take care of you, Danny?”
This sparks a reaction. His eyes flicker up to you, dark beneath the dim lighting. You see the flickering light of your dying lampshade heavy-set against his face, framing his eyes with thick circles. He looks tired. He looks worn. There’s an almost pleading look in his gaze, wordlessly begging you to never even consider the thought of leaving him. You almost regret the guilt trip.
He says nothing as he looks away again, clenching his fists by his knees. You see his jaw tighten. A sigh escapes your lips as you press the cloth back into the angry marks embedded into his flesh. You’re angry at him, but you’re not... Angry. “I’m not going anywhere,” you mumbled quietly.
Danny seems to relax.
