This is the fourth day that the doctor and Danny have not seen each other.
On the first day, Danny generously thought that it was okay if the doctor didn't want to see him; on the second day, Danny could be satisfied with stupid communication methods such as writing notes and moving cameras; on the third day, Danny felt that electronic communication technology was the best way of human beings. a great invention. Now is the fourth day.
"You have to send me a video message or I'll run away from home."
Danny angrily typed these words into the message box. He wants a doctor. God, how could he miss someone so much? Is he 15 years old? Danny felt like a little boy who had never been in a relationship. He waited for the doctor's reply, but the doctor was unmoved.
After an hour, the doctor casually sent a sentence: "I'll go downstairs to make tempura."
Escape from the topic, doctors are professional.
The doctor came downstairs from outside the door. Danny sat down against the study door and pressed his ear to the door. His forehead fell in front of his eyes. He hadn't had a haircut for more than two months, and the fluffy blond hair, which had only reached his ears, now fell to his shoulders. He ran his fingers around his hair, feeling a little lonely. From the sound, the doctor had passed the living room and was entering the kitchen. He still didn't reply to Danny. Danny sighed, stood up slowly, and returned to his desk.
He decided to leave a message on the social network of a fellow traveler. This friend has switched careers to become an Internet celebrity in the past two years, and has attracted a large number of fans with his beautiful ass and straightforward personality. Danny didn't want to reveal the fact that he was still alive too soon, but he left a message for this friend to get a reply without using his own account.
Danny wrote: "I spent three months with someone on a deserted island. Now I love him to the death, worrying about gain and loss, can't get away. Do you think I'm too lonely? Or too childish?"
He exaggerated a little, but not much.
The internet celebrity quickly replied: "Tell me which island is so effective? I'm going on vacation with Depp! As for your question, darling, love has always been like this. Don't worry, don't be impatient. Come back when the breakup needs comfort. find me :P"
Fuck, he wouldn't break up with the doctor - they weren't together at all, how did they break up? Danny crackled the keyboard. He was busy talking about his little troubles, and didn't pay attention to the movement outside the door. So when the door was knocked, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the keyboard.
The knock on the door rang incessantly.
Danny shoved his chair out of the way, stood up, took a deep breath, and rushed over to open the door. As he thought, the doctor was standing outside the door.
Danny hadn't seen the doctor for four days, and somehow he felt a little flustered. The reunion was far less easy than Danny had imagined. He stared intently at the doctor's face. The doctor looked rather haggard, with dark bags under his eyes and peeling lips. A pimple popped out on his chin, and the forehead lines on his forehead seemed a little heavier. Danny is familiar with this look: it's what he's in after he's been playing games all night. He smiled nervously at the doctor, who did not smile back.
"Uh—" Danny thought of a topic. He didn't know what to say, and he felt that the doctor was still unhappy, "Do you want apple pie?"
The doctor moved his eyebrows slightly, and judging from the look, he didn't expect Danny to say this.
The atmosphere is awkward. Maybe he shouldn't have taken the initiative to speak, Danny thought. He said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you don't eat—"
"You want to see me," the doctor interrupted. His voice sounded calm, but there was a vague sense of shattering around the edges, as if he had finally regained his language ability after losing his voice for too long with a cold. Danny didn't dare to speak, for fear that the doctor would say it all. He just nodded cautiously.
Then the doctor said, "I want to see you too."
He paused, as if waiting for Danny to agree. But Danny was stunned and couldn't respond on the spot. The doctor put his arms around Danny's shoulders, and seeing that he still didn't move, he took Danny into his arms. The doctor's movements were much more hasty than usual, and Danny's nose slammed into the doctor's chest, and almost immediately he was about to burst into tears.
The doctor's embrace was firm and warm, and Danny lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the doctor's shoulder to prevent the other party from discovering his tears. But the trembling of the body was unstoppable. God knows how calm and flustered he is these days. He grabbed the doctor's shirt, his fingernails making deep scratches on the fabric. He felt his own tremors enter the doctor's body, like a sandcastle returning to the sand, and a wave returning to the sea. They merged into one, and those sharp and quivering emotions embraced each other and became soft and rounded.
Gradually, Danny relaxed in this familiar embrace. His breath changed from short to flat. He sniffed, not understanding what that sudden emotional moment was just now. He was clearly able to handle everything, from accusing the former customer to solving the doctor's grab, but he was held in the doctor's arms, and that moment almost overwhelmed everything he had constructed before.
Fuck, it wasn't like this when he fell in love before. The doctor has a problem.
He let go of the hand holding the doctor's shirt, raised his head from the other's embrace, and looked up at the doctor. It's hard to imagine such a strong and complex feeling in one vision, and Danny is almost sure that the doctor will kiss him in the next second. Danny suppressed his breath, and was about to say something to suit the atmosphere at the moment, but the doctor took action before him—
The doctor took a step back. He raised his hand and touched Danny's hair, leaving Danny where he was before turning around and walking towards the stairs. Soon, the sound of the door closing and locking came from the second floor.
Danny was dumbfounded.
Fuck, the doctor's question is too big.
"How long are you going to hide? I'll kick the door if you hide any longer!"
Danny typed such a message. Of course he couldn't open the doctor's door, this poor little guy who weighed just over 100 pounds couldn't even kick the bathroom door, which was not as strong as the door. But that didn't stop Danny from making threats. He has many other plans. Danny seriously considered the possibility of climbing up the side of the house and turning the window. He remembered that the doctor had put the ladder in the underground storage room. He is young and flexible enough to do this.
The basement was already the way the two of them had been tidying up that day. The telescopic ladder is placed in the deepest part of the storage room, next to the door of the storage room. Danny pushed open the door and entered. The doctor promised to accompany him to see the painting that day, but now he is hiding on the second floor and does not dare to see him again. coward. Danny's fingers brushed the wooden boxes containing the oil paintings and turned to the boxes containing the books. Grandpa's collection of books is very diverse, including adult magazines and Shakespeare. The doctor packed them all according to the format and thickness, without even looking at the contents.
The English books are all in the box, and only the Japanese part is well placed on the bookshelf in the study. That's why Danny mistook it for Japan. It was clear that the doctor did not want to hear or see English.
... He wouldn't want to see himself the same, would he
Danny frowned. He couldn't accept this reply.
He carried the ladder out of the basement and placed it in the front yard facing the bedroom window on the second floor. The first time was unsuccessful. The top of the ladder hit the glass and made a sharp sound. Danny quickly changed positions, and raised the ladder one level higher and placed it on the eaves. Obviously, the previous movement was enough to alarm the doctor. The window was pushed up and the doctor's head was revealed. He leaned down and looked down, his expression unbelievable. Danny stood on the ground, smugly looking up at him.
"...Are you crazy?" the doctor said. There was suppressed anger in his voice.
"You're crazy." Danny shot back.
Their voices echoed in the snow. Danny felt a little sorry for the magnificent snow scene: their fight was almost kindergarten level. But there's no other way, this kindergarten friendship is what Danny values most at this moment.
The doctor had just removed the snow a week ago, and there was only a thin layer of snow in the front yard. The telescopic ladder didn't fit well, so Danny brought the snow plow from the garage and got stuck on either side of the ladder. When passing the corner, he saw the ice flower he planted a month ago. Right now, the man who gave him the flowers shouted over his head to stop, but Danny turned a deaf ear. He smiled at the ice flower, making sure that the ladder was fixed, and it was convenient to land and start climbing.
When Danny climbed to the height of the second floor, the doctor finally remembered the correct countermeasure: he slammed the window shut. But Danny didn't care. He looked at the doctor through the window for a moment, then suddenly laughed. Danny is good at laughing and knows how to reconcile innocence and temptation to a suitable ratio. Maybe some more threats. He switched positions, hooked his legs on the telescopic ladder, and began to move his wrists. The meaning was obvious: he was about to start smashing windows.
The doctor had no choice but to reopen the window. He seemed to want to say something, but Danny didn't give him the chance. Danny suddenly leaned forward and grabbed the doctor by the collar, pulling himself in the direction of the doctor. It was a fierce and violent kiss, and there was a dull ache from lip to lip. But the pain was also so happy. Danny bit the doctor's lower lip hard, letting his tongue go over the defenses of his teeth when he opened his mouth. He kissed the doctor recklessly, domineering and strong, like rubbing his tongue against the doctor's soul.
They parted breathlessly, the doctor flushed with what looked like an overheated copper kettle. Danny couldn't help laughing and reached out to stroke the doctor's profile. This action was very risky: Danny grabbed the doctor's shirt with one hand and put the other hand on the doctor's face, half of his body leaned through the gap in the ladder to the window, only his legs were bent and he was stuck on the ladder. It's almost like a rhythmic gymnastics balancing act.
The doctor gave Danny a hard look, put his arms around his armpits, and lifted him off the ladder. Danny let go of his legs and hugged back triumphantly. He missed the embrace so much. It was only four days, but he felt as if he had fasted for several years, rushing towards the thing he loved.
The shift in the center of gravity sent them both falling on the carpet in the doctor's room. Danny immediately rolled over and sat up. He sat astride the doctor's abdomen, put his hands on either side of the doctor's head, and looked into the doctor's eyes from a very close distance. He saw anger, pain, and burning love in those eyes. What he saw was the doctor and himself reflected in the pure black pupils.
Danny kissed again. This time, his movements were more gentle. He licked the teeth marks he left before, soothing it skillfully. His left hand rested on the back of the doctor's head, wandering through the short hair tips; his right hand caressed the doctor's body recklessly.
How did he endure it? Danny took a small part of his thinking, so reflected. He clearly wanted him so much.
The doctor accepts Danny's love/stroking completely passively. Danny could hear his breathing getting heavier, until he couldn't take it any longer, and finally began to respond instinctively. His movements were really clumsy, not even an adult - had he never had a lover? For some reason, Danny was even more excited. He kissed the doctor with all his enthusiasm, surrendering to the bewildered nasal voice and the raw kiss back.
It wasn't until the doctor was out of breath and moaned and tried to push him away that Danny was willing to suspend the rubbing of lips and tongues. He gently stepped back an inch, looked down at the doctor's blurred expression, and tried to find some love words to express himself and appease the doctor. But that was of course futile. There is no language in English or Japanese to express his emotions at the moment. He has to cut off a few nerves from his brain and connect them to the doctor's brain in order to convey this profound feeling.
Danny stroked the doctor's cheek fascinatedly, rubbing the edge of his jaw repeatedly. The doctor had several small wounds on his chin. He also had it when his right hand was injured, but now that there are such marks, it can only be explained by the doctor's confusion. Danny teased it lovingly with the pads of his fingers, then leaned down to kiss and lick. The doctor shuddered and inhaled sharply. Danny smiled smugly.
"Do you like it? Honey, do you like it?" Danny asked vaguely. It's odd that he calls the doctor "darling". It was the first time Danny had used the title in bed, but he didn't find it awkward at all. it's time. Danny thought. He planned to keep his hands busy and go to a more deadly place, but the body under him suddenly stiffened. After a moment, the doctor pushed him away forcefully.
The difference in size and stamina between them is so big that as long as the doctor doesn't want to, Danny can't force him. Danny sat up blankly following the doctor's efforts. The distance between them is only the arm span of a doctor.
Danny leaned over in dissatisfaction and tried to get closer again, he turned his head to kiss the doctor's mouth. The doctor clenched his fists violently, not indifferent. But he pushed Danny's hand away so firmly, he didn't move.
What went wrong? Danny thought half-heartedly, half-irritated. They all reacted, doctor, what is the problem? Danny stared at the doctor, but the doctor refused to meet his eyes. Danny lowered his eyes slightly, the corners of his eyebrows were flushed with red, and there was a slight bleed from the obvious tooth mark on his lower lip. Danny couldn't help but react again. He stared at the doctor, wondering if he felt the same way.
Then Danny remembered. He had already asked this question when he was just in love. Danny even called out "Honey."
He speaks English.