Arin tentively glanced up at him, teeth digging into his lip. “Arin, what’s wrong?” He asked, stroking his thumb over the back of Arin’s hand. He slide his fingers between Arin’s and squeezed lightly, making Arin jump slightly in surprise. Dan frowned, slipping his hand from Arin’s side up to his stomach and turning over his more relaxed hand. “Okay, yeah, let’s go out.” He pinched Dan’s shirt tighter, practically curling his fist around it. “I guess I’m not completely opposed to it.” Dan conceeded. Cause I’m so fucking hungry.” He ran his other hand over Dan’s shirt, pinching the edge between his fingertips. “Who are you and what have you done with my Arin?”Īrin blushed, trying to shrug it off.
“I’ve got, like, ten diferent take out places logged into my phone and you want to go out?” He asked, incredious. “I was thinking, maybe, we could, um, go out?”ĭan blinked. “Uh, well,” Arin eyes flickered to Dan’s chest, his fingers flexing over his stomach. “What do you want me to order, then? I still got Little Chang’s up on my call history if you really didn’t get enough of thier Chow Mien.” “I do know this and I wish I had no knowledge of it, daily.” He absently went back to stroking Arin’s side, relaxing into the sofa. I need more fuel if I’m going to hit quota, Dan.”ĭan shook his head, unable to stop himself from smiling. He pouted, blinking up at Dan with ridiculously sad puppy dog eyes. “That was an hour ago.” Arin said, shifting so his head was resting up against Dan’s side. “Dude, we /just/ ate.” He scoffed, gesturing at the take out containers on the coffee table. Dan glanced down at him, pausing in stroking Arin’s side to give him a quizzical look. “I’m hungry.” Arin announced, lifting his head from it’s previously precarious position over the edge of the couch arm. “Checkmate.” Arin stood and walked off, leaving Danny elated and distracted.īoom game It took me forever to figure out what to write for this, but I hope you enjoy this fluffy shit I came up with for the Fluff Me to Death challenge. “Hey don’t call the dude that just helped you a bitch.”Īrin gave a smug smirk as Danny, through a fit of giggles, tried to remember what was bugging him. “Shuuhuhut uhuhup, bihihitch!” Danny half-heartedly smacked Arin’s leg with the back of his hand. “Woah, okay dude!” Arin said, retracting his hands. “I stopped. “AHA! MEHERCHY MEHERCHY MERCY MERCY!” Danny shouted among his hysteria. I’d say it’s working.” Arin grinned victoriously as he seemed to hit a sweet spot, eliciting a high-pitched squeal. “Well i don’t think you have any room to complain. Danny arched his back and screeched before descending into hysterics. “Shuhuhut uhuhuhup, dohohohork!” Danny giggled hysterically before curling into a tight ball in a futile attempt to escape the tickling.Īrin switched his tactic and shoved his hands under Dan’s arms, wiggling his fingers at the sensitive hollows. “Duh, cause it’s cute and makes ya laugh. “Ahahahahaharin, nohohoho! Whyhyhyhy tihihihickling?” Danny cried out in laughter and fell backwards, playfully batting at the attacking hands. “Hey if you’re too busy laughing you can’t be overthinking about sadness and shit.” “Like this.” Arin shrugged and grinned before shooting out his hands like claws at Danny’s sides. “How am i just supposed to stop thinking?” Danny gave a slight smile, igniting an idea.
“Well yeah, but what do i have to be sad about? I shouldn’t feel sad.” I feel bad… but i dont have a reason to.” Arin sauntered through the office, seeking out his friend and co-star, only to find him sitting with his face in his hands.
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