Danny x Ghost Writer

Danny wasn't usually this clumsy, but today it was worse. It felt like he was dropping everything and tripping over his own feet every single time he took a step.

This time Danny was carrying a stack of old books. 'If I trip this time I am just going to sit down.' He thought to himself.

Well he didn't trip. The books decided it to kind of jump out of his hands and hit the floor with a loud thump. "Oh fuck me!"

Andrew was across and room reading a book. He looked up and and smirked at Danny.

"That wasn't an invitation!" Danny said as Andrew stood up and started to get closer to Danny.

"I mean it! Leave me alone." Danny tried to back away but he failed as he backed into a table.

Andrew took the last few steps to get to Danny. He smirked knowing it bothered Danny. Andrew watched as Danny's face turned bright red. Danny looked away.

Andrew put his hand under Danny's chin to make him look at him. He leaned in and whispered, "I think we should have Chinese for dinner." He went and sat back on the couch and started reading again.

"Oh, for the love of!" Danny said as he ran to the couch and stole a pillow. He started to his Andrew with it.

They did get Chinese for dinner that night.

Here is another short one. I just wanted to get something posted.

Danny