Until we see red | d & a

cuddlingdanny:

      { In short, Danny wasn’t having a fun day. Confusion swirled around his thoughts and his former relationship had practically consumed him throughout the entirety of his time at school. His classes had dragged on and his notes were nothing but mindless scribbles with a few words here and there. Lacrosse practice was a joke and he wouldn’t have been surprised if the coach was going to keep him on the bench during the upcoming game.

              So, when he felt the strong hand twirl him around, Danny’s day somehow grew worse. He had initially thought that Ethan had pulled him aside but his eyes spotted the small differences that the slightly larger twin held before he had even opened his mouth. Danny did not enjoy being pushed around and he did not enjoy being interrogated when he himself hardly had an answer regarding his “relationship.” 

                   In short, he was pissed. }

                           ”If he’s not speaking to you then he probably doesn’t want to talk about it. Can’t blame him. I don’t really want to talk about it either. So… I’ll see you tomorrow.”

                   { Danny hoped for a quick getaway and turned around. He wanted nothing more than to go home, ignore his homework, and mindlessly watch television to get his mind off of the break-up. Seeing some who looked exactly like the ex-boyfriend that he had deemed “the one” wasn’t helping. }

         { This was completely out of his own benefit; of course, Aiden had always been rather nosy pertaining to his brother and his relationships outside of Aiden. Although it wasn’t far from an understatement to say that Aiden often found himself jealous of how simply his brother was able to get along with others so well. Perhaps, if he weren’t so difficult to approach, he may have more success when it came to trying to have these kinds of confrontations with others.

                              People were so quick to turn away.

                 He wasn’t having it – fingers gripping tightly onto the wrist of the other, he spun Danny to face him once more, frustrations underlying in his features. }

                              “When I say not talking, I mean worse than his normal ‘I’m-in-a-funk-fuck-you-Aiden’ attitude he often throws with me. Can you at least give me insight to what happened – all I know is that suddenly, you’re both not talking to each other and whenever the others name is brought up, you visibly cringe… what’s the deal?”

                         { His breathing had deepened; no longer deep belly breathing, but more from the stress of his chest. It rose slowly – obviously, he was struggling to keep his temper. If he were going to get anything from Danny, he were going to have to attempt to keep calm – he gave himself the benefit of the doubt, knowing it were only a matter of moments before he probably completely dropped the concerned and controlled facade and threw his attitude around like it was nobody’s business. }