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Scott could say that he had accomplished a lot in his life so far. However, Scott had never; woke up so early, sprinted out of a hotel room so fast but closed the door behind him so quietly and precisely, than this morning.
He didn’t even want to think about last night. He didn’t even want to think about Dan and how adorable yet provocative he could be. It was evident by now where Scott stood in the realm of emotions; and he was definitely in the clouds with bunnies. His feelings so tender and pure. Yet he couldn’t do anything with them, well, he most definitely could, if he so wished. At this point, he wanted to abandon them, leave them to rust.
Dan has a girlfriend.
Dan has cheated on his girlfriend with you.
Scott’s conscious continued to hammer on at him. His morals had a knife to his throat. His guilt slammed him in the chest, over and over. Until he relaxed back onto the cool, white sheets:
and cried his heart out for the rest of the morning.
As long as he appeared normal for training; no one could find out about this.
~
*knock* *knock*
The clock beside him read 7:30 am.
“Crap,” Daniel rubbed his face, he’d woken up late.
*knock* *knock*
”Alright!” Dan was not prepared for that shout to come from his mouth; his throat hurt at that.
He went to the door wrapped in his duvet, worried that if he took any more time the annoying prick would knock again, fuelling his grumpiness further.
“All right bud?”
It was Marcus. How embarrassing.
”Hi.” Was all that Dan said.
Marcus chuckled, “Why d’ya look like dat? That’s not your training kit.”
Daniel gulped, “Slept in.”
”Naughty that, James.” Jesse’s annoyingly pretty face appeared. Dan’s cheeks grew impossibly redder.
”Um. I’m going to get my kit on now.” Said Dan, turning away from the door.
”We’ll be waiting for ya.” Said Jesse.
”Creeps.” Dan mumbled.
”What was that?” Asked Marcus.
“Nothing.” Said Dan, the door thankfully closing behind him.
I can’t even get a morning wank in the shower now that those two idiots are stood right outside. They’d probably enjoy listening to it anyway..
Dan’s hair became super fluffy with the hairdryer; he was in dire need of a haircut.
A spontaneous thought of Scott bubbled in his mind, but Dan couldn’t face it. It wasn’t due to regret, or any of that nonsense. It was the fact that they had got to that stage of intimacy rather quickly. That isn’t normal for Dan to dive in the deep end, but he jumped first. Scott just followed in after him. He couldn’t believe how horny he’d got. How turned on and sensual he’d got. With Scott fucking McTominay. Dan didn’t even think if he actually was gay, he just liked Scott but that fucked with his head. He was confused at, well, himself. That side of him that blossomed last night was someone that never was enlighten when with his girlfriend. He wasn’t sure if he liked that side of him.
Perhaps he’d have to go in those deep waters again, again and maybe again, until he found an answer or a part of an answer at least.
Tonight?
Dan himself couldn’t see an issue with it.
It was Scott he had to get through. And that may take a lot of graft. Which Dan wasn’t sure he could provide.
The first mission was talking to him at breakfast. Which was found to be extremely difficult as Scott was avoiding him completely. Dan had eyes on him throughout breakfast, and when Scott got up to go to the breakfast bar; it was the perfect opportunity.
“Morning,” Dan spoke, though it seemed his words didn’t journey all the way to the scotsman’s ears. As he continued at the drinks machine; acting like Dan hadn’t said anything at all.
Dan wasn’t having any of it, he stepped closer:
“Ignoring me now, are we?”
Scott had the cheek to smirk, still no reply.
“Scott.” Said Dan, as his annoyance slowly transpired through the tone of his voice.
No answer.
Dan had never moved so fast in his life; he grabbed a dozen sugar cubes (as many that he could get) and dropped them into Scott’s tea.
“Oi!” Scott was too slow to prevent this stupidity.
At last, he speaks!
“What you gunna do, Scotty?” Dan chuckled.
“You’re a dick.”
“Don’t ignore me then.”
“I wasn’t ignoring you!” Scott spoke quietly.
“Yes, you were..”
“You’re not making this any easier for me.”
“What?”
“Can we talk? Please? Not here, in front of everyone...”
Dan bit his lip, what was on Scott’s mind?
“Dan?”
“Oh-“ Dan rather obviously shook his head,
“Yes, sure.”
“Daydreaming?” Scott chuckled, waking past the shorter man he ruffled his hair.
“Hey!”
~
The two ended up in what looked like an old dining hall. Scott placed himself on the nearest table, he was surprised it didn’t collapse under him, it looked that old. Dan just stood in front of him; his eyes following the room around again and again. It was evident he was nervous. An old clock tick filled up the room whilst Scott conjured up the right words:
“So,” The two said in union. They each went bright red.
“Um,” Scott coughed, “To be honest, I wasn’t expected for us to-well-“ Scott scratched his head, “Go so far..”
“Do you, uh, regret it?” Dan asked, pulling an awkward face.
“No-I mean-nah I don’t. It’s just, you have a girlfriend..”
“That isn’t your problem though Scotty.”
“It’s yours though!”
“Like I said, I’ll sort it out.”
“So what do we now do then?”
Dan moved closer, Scott places a hand on his chest:
“We should head back, going out on the grounds soon.”
“Spend a minute at least with me.”
Scott’s hand, instead of pushing him away, pulled him into a warm embrace. The lips moved together sloppily, just what Dan wanted.
It wasn’t that hard after all , Dan thought.