ficlet: In between days (Dan/Nate)
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firstaudrinaIn between days
Dan/Nate. PG. 515 words. s2.
Note: I'm finally getting around to posting the fics that have been sitting around on my computer for ages. Especially since the stuff I'm currently working on seem like they're going to be quite long and time-consuming, ugh. Soooo have some sappy as fuck DN.
Once Nate gave him a sailboat in a bottle. Sometimes Dan looks at it, holding it gingerly between his hands. He's afraid of jostling it too hard; he's afraid it'll collapse.
Sometimes Dan looks at Nate and Nate looks back and there's the sense that they both get it, suddenly and without saying it, and then they laugh it off.
Dan tells Nate he loves him by accident as they're checking the grades posted outside their class. Nate is grinning and his eyes are so blue; he says something funny and Dan laughs and says it, just blurts it out. Nate shoots him a look like he's weird or crazy or both and then laughs a little. "You too, man," he says. "C'mon, we got math."
Dan obediently follows Nate to class but once there, he can't concentrate on equations or graphs. He can only think that he's not that sort of person – the type who tells their friends they love them like, regularly – but he's also not the kind of guy who tells someone he loves them without careful (weeks long) contemplation either.
Dan studies the back Nate's head, where the hair is sticking up unbrushed. He doesn't know why he said it.
They're smoking on Dan's fire escape, music drifting in from Dan's room, when Nate kisses him. Dan almost chokes on his lungful of smoke. Then there's long minutes of kissing with Nate's hands on his jaw and Dan thinks weed is a fucking marvelous thing if only because it seems like Nate kisses him every time they smoke.
"Your mouth is nice," Dan says stupidly when they part. One of Nate's hands has found its way under the collar of Dan's shirt to lay on the heated skin at the base of his throat. "Sorry, that's – weird and…also cheesy – "
"Your mouth is nice too," Nate says, amused, and kisses him again, doesn't stop. Dan's having what feels like a panic attack; there just isn't enough air to operate his lungs all of a sudden. All he can think is I love him I love him I love him.
The first time Dan kisses Nate in public is to spite Serena. It's not exactly the way they would have chosen to come out with it (if they would have at all; they never discuss it) but seeing her standing there, hand in hand with Carter as if Dan meant nothing – well, he has to show off a little.
So he crooks a finger in Nate's shirt and pulls him close. They're at someone's graduation party, Dan on a couch and Nate perched on its arm; Dan tilts his head up until Nate meets his mouth and hopes it looks charming, romantic, comfortable.
Dan's registering her astonishment with smug pleasure and Nate doesn't look pissed, which is good. He touches Dan's cheek and kisses him again, a quick peck. It kind of is romantic then and Dan feels bad for being catty; then he's not thinking about Serena much at all because Nate is murmuring, "Let's go home, okay?"
Dan/Nate. PG. 515 words. s2.
Note: I'm finally getting around to posting the fics that have been sitting around on my computer for ages. Especially since the stuff I'm currently working on seem like they're going to be quite long and time-consuming, ugh. Soooo have some sappy as fuck DN.
Once Nate gave him a sailboat in a bottle. Sometimes Dan looks at it, holding it gingerly between his hands. He's afraid of jostling it too hard; he's afraid it'll collapse.
Sometimes Dan looks at Nate and Nate looks back and there's the sense that they both get it, suddenly and without saying it, and then they laugh it off.
Dan tells Nate he loves him by accident as they're checking the grades posted outside their class. Nate is grinning and his eyes are so blue; he says something funny and Dan laughs and says it, just blurts it out. Nate shoots him a look like he's weird or crazy or both and then laughs a little. "You too, man," he says. "C'mon, we got math."
Dan obediently follows Nate to class but once there, he can't concentrate on equations or graphs. He can only think that he's not that sort of person – the type who tells their friends they love them like, regularly – but he's also not the kind of guy who tells someone he loves them without careful (weeks long) contemplation either.
Dan studies the back Nate's head, where the hair is sticking up unbrushed. He doesn't know why he said it.
They're smoking on Dan's fire escape, music drifting in from Dan's room, when Nate kisses him. Dan almost chokes on his lungful of smoke. Then there's long minutes of kissing with Nate's hands on his jaw and Dan thinks weed is a fucking marvelous thing if only because it seems like Nate kisses him every time they smoke.
"Your mouth is nice," Dan says stupidly when they part. One of Nate's hands has found its way under the collar of Dan's shirt to lay on the heated skin at the base of his throat. "Sorry, that's – weird and…also cheesy – "
"Your mouth is nice too," Nate says, amused, and kisses him again, doesn't stop. Dan's having what feels like a panic attack; there just isn't enough air to operate his lungs all of a sudden. All he can think is I love him I love him I love him.
The first time Dan kisses Nate in public is to spite Serena. It's not exactly the way they would have chosen to come out with it (if they would have at all; they never discuss it) but seeing her standing there, hand in hand with Carter as if Dan meant nothing – well, he has to show off a little.
So he crooks a finger in Nate's shirt and pulls him close. They're at someone's graduation party, Dan on a couch and Nate perched on its arm; Dan tilts his head up until Nate meets his mouth and hopes it looks charming, romantic, comfortable.
Dan's registering her astonishment with smug pleasure and Nate doesn't look pissed, which is good. He touches Dan's cheek and kisses him again, a quick peck. It kind of is romantic then and Dan feels bad for being catty; then he's not thinking about Serena much at all because Nate is murmuring, "Let's go home, okay?"
