LATCHING ONTO YOU ,

if there are boundaries,

i will try to knock them down. i'm latching on babe, now i know what i have found. i feel we're close enough. i wanna lock in your love. i feel we're close enough. could i lock in your love?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Parties. Dani had never been any good at them, truth be told. Alcohol never was and never would be her friend, and yet here she was. Somewhere during the day some of her friends had convinced her to put off all the chores she needed to do, all the practicing she needed to do, in order to go out and 'have a little fun'. Of course she went into this knowing exactly how it would end because Dani had become very familiar with her drunk self during college. One cocktail would turn into a few shots and then another cocktail and suddenly her friends cut her off because they were afraid she might keel over and not be able to get back up. Which would be true had they not been keeping an eye on her. By the time her little group were just getting tipsy, the blonde was already pretty wasted. You could tell whenever Dani was pretty far gone by the way she lost all of her poise and grace and started to stumble all over the place. In addition to that she lost all concept of personal space. Everyone in the bar instantly became her new best friend and she felt this overwhelming need to just hug every single person that had the misfortune of crossing her path. She just loved everyone and life was beautiful and everyone just needed to appreciate it with her and be her friend. That's really all she wanted. Of course her friends understood this, but the random strangers she fell over didn't quite get it.  "Hey, I'm sorry dude. She's just got a lot of love to give." Dani grinned stupidly up at her friend Jake as he gently (but hastily) pulled her away from some couple that didn't look like they were too pleased to be in the blonde's company. "Bye! It was nice meeting you!" A lazy wave was sent in their direction as she was being hauled off, but they had already turned their backs on her. She was over them already anyway, her full attention being invested in Jake now. To anyone else he would appear to be very exasperated and probably very tired from having to make his rounds around the bar every couple of minutes whenever Dani wandered too far away from her group, but to Dani he was just the best friend ever. All she could do was remind him every two seconds they sat at the bar with the rest of their friends. "Dani, sweetheart? You should totally call your boyfriend and invite him!" Sasha giggled as she called out to her from a few seats over. Dani grinned immediately in response to this suggestion and nodded her head excitedly. "Okaaaay! I'll just... um... I'll go call him!" With that, she stumbled away from the bar and plopped herself down in a quiet booth away from all the chatter.  Now, Sasha had probably meant for her to call Kurt, but when she said boyfriend that wasn't the first person who popped into her head. Smiling to herself, Dani fumbled around with her phone and dialed Liam's number. There was this small little nagging in the back of her head that made her feel like maybe she had plans with him tonight, but she couldn't hardly even remember the conversation she just had at the bar two minutes ago. For a while the phone rang and rang and rang and then it clicked over to voicemail. Frowning, she hung up, called again, then his voicemail came on again. Dani called one more time and this time decided to leave him a message. "Liaaaaaaaam. Hiiiiiiii. So um... maybe you're... you sleeping but I miiiiiiiiss youu!! And, um, you should come to... uh... well, I forget the name of the bar but it's the new one! I want you to come seeee me, so wake up! I love youuuu. Byeee." She ended the message with the sound of her lips puckering, making a 'kissy' noise before hanging up. Maybe she should head back over to the bar, but when she looked it seemed so far away. Maybe it would be better to just stay and sit here for a while... just until she found the energy to get back up.

TAG: LIAM NOLAN KEALEY OUTFIT: CLICK WORDS: 714 NOTES: YAYAYAY DANIAM

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BABE THERE'S SOMETHING WRETCHED ABOUT THIS SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS ABOUT THIS WHERE TO BEGIN BABE THERE'S SOMETHING BROKEN ABOUT THIS BUT I MIGHT BE HOPING ABOUT THIS OH WHAT A SIN TO THE STRAND A PICNIC PLAN FOR YOU AND ME A ROPE IN HAND FOR YOUR OTHER MAN TO HANG FROM A TREE - - - - - - - - - - - TAG | DANIELLA SHAE ROSEWOOD WORDS | 893 NOTES | BBS ♥

Liam and Dani had had plans for tonight. Not concrete, set-in-stone plans. Indeed, they were not even exciting plans. The very nature of their relationship – it being secret, possibly immoral, and necessitating a lot of sneaking around – meant that it was pretty hard to date in the conventional sense. They could not go out, or kiss in public, or really do much of anything. The relationship so far had largely been a continuation of their previous friendship, with the welcome addition of fooling around in his apartment occasionally. He was fine with that, to be honest. It seemed like an ideal relationship – but as Liam was mentally a stubborn 12 year old or something and always fell for reverse psychology, the fact that they couldn’t actually date and go out in public and be a proper couple rubbed him the wrong way. It was highly irritating. But anyway, their informal plans for tonight had really been of the ‘she’d come over after practice and if sex ensued, so be it’ variety. She had not turned up. This had been momentarily annoying, before it had occurred to him that there was probably a good reason for that. Perhaps her real boyfriend was demanding her time or something, in which case he should maybe be more worried than annoyed? He tried to remember that, and also resolved not to text her. If she was with him, that might get her in trouble or something. In Dani’s absence, he’d defaulted to his usual after work plans. This tended to be beer, cigarettes and reading on the couch until he fell asleep. It was as good a way as any to pass the time. Tonight’s book had been ‘borrowed’ from work. The good thing about being the boss now was that he could use the place as a library (not that he hadn’t before) and just take books home and then return them when or if he felt like. It was not an effective business strategy to steal from your own workplace, but then… Liam was not a business man. He didn’t care for that kind of thing and was not especially invested in the success of his own store. Unfortunately, the book was not as interesting as he’d thought it was going to be. Or he was more tired than he thought he was. Either way, it took him a surprisingly short amount of time to fall asleep. He jerked awake an indeterminate amount of time later to his phone ringing. It was all the way on the other side of the room, however, and he had no intentions of getting up. He waited patiently for it to stop, then sunk back down into sleep. Or attempted to and possibly would have succeeded, had it not started ringing again immediately. He lay there, growing increasingly irritated, until it stopped again. The process repeated a third time, and when it finally stopped, he gratefully shut his eyes once more. Sleep wasn’t so easy now, though, because he was thinking. He could only really think of one person who’d want to reach him that desperately, and it was Dani. Dani who had inexplicably bailed on their plans tonight, who might be with her abusive boyfriend, who might need him… He sat up reluctantly and went to check his phone. There was a new voicemail notification flashing softly in the half-light, and steeling himself for the worst, he dialled to check it: “Liaaaaaaaam. Hiiiiiiii. So um... maybe you’re... you sleeping but I miiiiiiiiss youu!! And, um, you should come to... uh... well, I forget the name of the bar but it’s the new one! I want you to come seeee me, so wake up! I love youuuu. Byeee.” She ended the message with a messy drunken puckering noise, and Liam sighed. So that was his new plan for the evening, then: rescue drunk Dani before she did something stupid or got herself in trouble. Still half-asleep, he decided to drive the relatively short distance from his apartment to ‘the new bar’. He then regretted it when there was nowhere to fucking park and he had to do it round the block and walk the rest of the way. There was a freshness to the night air, a chill, which unfortunately woke him the rest of the way up. When he entered the bar, he did not immediately see Dani amongst the crowd of Friday night partiers. He did spot a few familiar faces that possibly belonged to her friends, however, all crowded round a booth towards the centre of the bar. Liam didn’t know Dani’s other friends very well – they’d never really clicked, as was the case with Liam and most people – but he could probably pick them out of a crowd. He hoped, anyway, or else he’d just approached a group of strangers. “Dani here?” He asked, without preamble, and with a couple of bemused glances was directed towards an empty looking corner of the bar. He found Dani slumped in a booth by herself, looking distinctly flushed with alcohol but absolutely fine and unharmed. He smiled wryly, not as exasperated as he thought he should have been, as he slid into the booth opposite her. He supposed that was love: it tempered all the edges of potential irritation with affection. “Hey doll. You having fun?”

if there are boundaries,

i will try to knock them down. i'm latching on babe, now i know what i have found. i feel we're close enough. i wanna lock in your love. i feel we're close enough. could i lock in your love?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Maybe she should have felt a little guilty about going out tonight. And perhaps she would have... had it not been for all the alcohol swirling around in her system, clouding her conscience and better judgment. If Kurt found out that she'd been out tonight, by herself, he would lose his mind and no doubt freak out on her for it. He would make a long list of points as to why she wasn't allowed out by herself and how it wasn't safe for her to be out drinking without some proper supervision. Though, it wasn't as if she was much safer under his watch. She just probably wouldn't be wandering over to strangers to tell them how much she loved them because Kurt would keep her pinned to his side the whole time. It would be good at first, because he was always more prone to show her sweet affections while under the influence, but the morning after would be bad for her. His throbbing head would make him come up with some crazy stories about how he had seen her talking with some other guy when he turned his back for a couple of minutes and then suddenly they were fighting and she had to keep her heart from beating itself right out of her chest. However, right now she was incredibly drunk so... It didn't matter. None of it did. As far as Dani was concerned, Kurt didn't even exist. He was on the very back of her mind. Perhaps he wasn't even real. Maybe that part of her life was all just some terrible nightmare that she'd made up as a result of her childhood traumas and the only real man in her life was the one she wanted to see right now. Of course she had the option to go see him earlier, but her friends knew how to take advantage of her inability to say no and so here she was. Sitting in some lonely booth in the corner of a decently furnished bar. Granted, she hadn't felt so lonely before. There was a whole group of her friends standing just a few feet away from her. They were desperately close to her reach, all she needed to do was to get her lazy bum out of the cushioned seat and make her way over to them... but she didn't really want to. Hearing Liam's grumpy voice so many times on his voicemail had made her miss him an incredible amount and his company was the only company she currently wanted to be in. It felt likes ages since they'd last been together. Which, truth be told, was entirely her fault. Being in a secret side relationship was no easy relationship to maintain, especially when her "actual" boyfriend was so possessive and obsessive over her. Seeing him now would actually be a really reckless and dangerous move, but she didn't really care in that particular moment. Dani just hoped that he would eventually get up and hear the message she left for him. During the time she spent seated by herself at the booth, Dani decided to order herself another drink. Not that she really needed it, but it did give herself something to do while she sat and waited. Give her another couple minutes or so and she'd most likely pass out in this booth. Again, probably not a safe or smart idea, but as said before... her better judgment was nonexistent. Lucky for her however, her knight in shining armor arrived just in time to keep her from keeling over. "LIAM!! You came! You really came! Hi! I missed youuuuuu!!!" Her face lit up like a christmas tree as soon as she saw him and he hadn't been seated for more than two seconds when she wiggled her way under his arm and wrapped her arms tightly (or as tightly as she could) around him. "I'm having sooooo much fun, but like, wow so much better now that you're here! You're the best!" Dani was beside herself with excitement, but she forced herself to lower her voice and sit up a little straighter so her lips were about an inch away from his ear. "I love you!" She managed to whisper this in a very enthusiastic sort of tone, giggling afterward and cuddling closer to him. "How are youuuu??" Judging from the look of him, she figured he'd just rolled out of bed or something. Kind of surprising that he'd woken up and come all this way just to see her, but the sweetness in the gesture made her love him all the more.

TAG: LIAM NOLAN KEALEY OUTFIT: CLICK WORDS: 772 NOTES: lol dani

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BABE THERE'S SOMETHING WRETCHED ABOUT THIS SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS ABOUT THIS WHERE TO BEGIN BABE THERE'S SOMETHING BROKEN ABOUT THIS BUT I MIGHT BE HOPING ABOUT THIS OH WHAT A SIN TO THE STRAND A PICNIC PLAN FOR YOU AND ME A ROPE IN HAND FOR YOUR OTHER MAN TO HANG FROM A TREE - - - - - - - - - - - TAG | DANIELLA SHAE ROSEWOOD WORDS | 1037 NOTES | I HAVE A LOT OF FEELS TODAY HALP

Liam was no stranger to drunk Dani, so a part of him was dreading coming to find her. Drunk Dani was, to put it honestly, kind of a nightmare. Drunk Dani was clingy. Drunk Dani was overly affectionate. Drunk Dani had no impulse control or mental filters to stop her saying or doing things that weren’t smart. Liam loved drunk Dani just as much as he loved sober Dani, but he felt like having to deal with her in public wasn’t going to be all that much fun. He knew that the second he came to her rescue, she’d be all over him, being sweet and wanting to be close and just… invading his personal space. After spending years enduring this behaviour from the friendzone, grimacing his way through inebriated declarations of love and trying to keep his hands to himself while she was drunkenly crawling into his lap, he wasn’t sure how much restraint he had left in him. Now they were a couple, albeit a secret one, he really didn’t like the idea of having to go back to pretending to tolerate her drunk advances for the sake of maintaining the best friend illusion. His only hope was that perhaps her wariness of getting caught out might overcome her drunkenness to an extent, and she might be able to restrain herself from her usual affectionate display. Those hopes were promptly dashed when she saw him approaching and enthusiastically greeted him at ear-splitting volume: “LIAM! You came! You really came! Hi! I missed youuuuuu!!!” He rolled his eyes wryly in response. Her surprise could well have been insulting – as if he wouldn’t come? As if she wanted something from him and he would withhold it? – but her enthusiasm balanced it out. People being this pleased to see Liam was a pretty rare occurrence, and while Dani had always seemed to manage it, this was an over the top greeting even for her. “Yeah, I came. Hi.” He said, as he attempted to settle into his seat. He was halfway through trying to take his jacket off when Dani squirmed up to him, shifting round the circular booth seat as though drawn to him like a magnet, and immediately attached herself to his side. This made removing his jacket marginally more complicated, but luckily, she was quite pliable right now and he managed it. There followed the briefest of brief moments of hesitation wherein Liam wasn’t sure what level of reciprocal physical contact was appropriate in a public setting. She was drunk so that was her excuse and nothing was going to stop drunk Dani trying to fill her quota of cuddling, but Liam was mostly sober so he felt as though he should be being sensible and conscientious and maybe try to ease her off. It wasn’t that he gave much of a fuck about maintaining appearances really, but sober Dani did, and keeping their relationship a secret from her boyfriend was greatly important for her physical safety so… he should probably try and keep her at a little bit of a distance. He did end up tucking one arm loosely around her, because he didn’t have it in him to be cold enough to try and push her away or anything. However, it was hopefully non-committal enough a gesture that it might be taken for platonic support should anyone happen to glance their way. “I’m having sooooo much fun, but like, wow so much better now that you’re here! You’re the best!” She answered his casual enquiry, again with over the top buoyancy. She seemed to be having trouble containing her excitement, and he grinned and warned her lightly, “Steady on. People will think you’re in love with me or something.” She had apparently got it into her head that she should tell him exactly this right at that moment, as she bobbed up to his ear and said in a very loud stage whisper “I love you!” before breaking into a fit of giggles. “I know.” He said, suppressing a smile. It felt strange to have to downplay it when he felt like he still needed to be amazed by this fact. She loved him. That was incredible. That was new and exciting and hearing it made him happy. It made him so, so happy. Those words were magic in her mouth, and they helped lessen the internal pressure of Liam’s grumpy self-loathing. Dani loving him after all this time, Dani telling him that she loved him… it made it feel like he could breathe again after years of drowning. To pretend that the words scarcely meant anything – to pretend that they were just drunk words from his inebriated best friend – was pretty difficult. He was not that good of an actor to pull it off convincingly, so again he hoped that no one was paying too close attention. He glanced behind them briefly to check to see if her friends were watching, but they seemed to have become distracted by a loud and semi-chaotic looking drinking game. “And I love you too, but how much have you had to drink?” She still seemed to be working on the whole getting drunk thing, and there was a half-empty cup sitting across the table. Whatever she was drinking was noxious and brightly coloured and utterly repulsive looking, but judging by its effect on Dani, it was also pretty potent. “How are youuuu??” She asked, playfully extending her vowels past the point of being obnoxious. He usually hated it when people did that. On Dani, he was fine with it. Kind of liked it even. Everything she did was tinged with a vague cuteness that he’d never found attractive on anyone before he’d met her. “I’m fine.” He replied dryly, glancing down at her. Her eyes were glazed, cheeks gently flushed from the booze. He gently tucked some loose, erratic strands of hair behind her ear in an idly affectionate kind of way. She was still a hot mess, but that didn’t bother him. Wasn’t like he looked any more normal or put together, seeing as he’d literally just got up off the couch and come out. “How are you? You look… like you’ve had a good night.”

if there are boundaries,

i will try to knock them down. i'm latching on babe, now i know what i have found. i feel we're close enough. i wanna lock in your love. i feel we're close enough. could i lock in your love?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Drunk Dani could hardly ever contain her excitement when placed within the presence of... well, anyone to be truthful. Any person at all who was willing to give her some kind of attention suddenly became her most favorite person in the room. That was, of course, until Liam showed up. But this was the same for when she was sober. Ever since she and Liam had befriended one another, he had become her favorite person in the whole entire world. She couldn't really tell you why this was or what made Liam so special because really... he was kind of a sour puss most of the time. A lot of her friends often questioned her on the matter, asking her what the hell she saw in him because they were all sort of on the fence about him. Not that she could really blame them. He wasn't a people person. Not in the slightest. There was something scary about him and the standoffish persona he gave off. Fortunately for him, that sort of thing didn't really bother her because Dani was no good at picking up the signals of a person who didn't want to be spoken to. So they had become friends by her forcefully projecting herself into his everyday life. Now here they were. She in love with him and him in love with her for... quite a while longer than she'd been in love with him. But that was okay. The only thing that really mattered right now was that they were both on the same page and ready to move forward with their relationship. Well... secretly move forward with it. Most of the time she was the one in charge of making sure they didn't slip up with their public appearances. As far as anyone else was concerned, the two of them were just best friends. Like they had always been. Dani was pretty good at holding back her affections when they were together... and when she wasn't so heavily intoxicated. Right now she didn't really have any sort of sense as to where they were and what was appropriate for this kind of social setting. No one would be likely to question it though. Dani had been hanging off of every stranger in this place. No one would look at them and think this was something scandalous. So long as they weren't kissing or anything. Which she hadn't pushed towards doing yet. "I know! And I'm soooo happy! You didn't answer when I called so... I was worried that you wouldn't know i wanted to see you." A small pout made itself at home on her mouth as she nuzzled closer to him. Having him shift her this way and that to get himself more comfortable didn't really bother her. She was too drunk to notice and all of his touches were good touches to her. She liked the warm pressure of his arm around her shoulders and the sense of safety it provided her with. There weren't very many people out there who Dani genuinely safe around, but he was one of them. She knew that he would always do whatever he could to keep her out of harms way, but it wasn't as if she would ever ask that of him. It was just a very comforting thought to keep at the front of her mind and allowed her to relax further into the cushion of the booth. "I am in love with you though! I am sososo crazy in love with you!" She had to be careful not to shout this out loud for the entire bar to hear. She managed to keep it down to a quiet enough shout so only he could hear. It was easier to contain her affections toward him when she was sober. Right now all she could think about was how cute he looked with his messy hair and how much she wanted to crawl her way into his lap so that she could put her arms around his neck and kiss him until she couldn't see straight anymore. She wanted him in all ways imaginable. She wanted him forever. Permanently. He needed to be hers. But... the thing with that was someone else thought that she belonged to them and the thought of breaking away from that scared her so much that she couldn't bring herself to do it yet. So she didn't and here they stayed. Stuck in this complicated mess of together but not. "Ohhhh I didn't have too much! Just a few. Kind of a lot. But not really. I'm glad you're fine! That's good. I'm glad you're fine." A nod and bright grin was sent in his direction. Her hand wobbily reached up to lace her fingers through his so they were loosely holding hands. "I was good, but now I'm super good because you're here. I missed you a whole lot you know? I don't want to leave you tonight." Dani titled her head back so she could look up at him with her big round eyes. Staying with him was usually a bag idea because if Kurt showed up at her place it would just be a fiasco. But missed him. She wanted to sleep in bed with him and breath in his scent as she fell asleep. All she wanted was to be with him always.

TAG: LIAM NOLAN KEALEY OUTFIT: CLICK WORDS: words NOTES: SUCH MUSH

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It was stressful trying to be the one in charge of making sure they didn’t slip up. He didn’t know how Dani did it most of the time. Because Liam wasn’t as on board with the keeping everything a secret, he tended to forget sometimes. It would just slip his mind that he shouldn’t try to hold her hand in the street or kiss her goodbye outside his apartment. He just got caught up in the moment, caught up in her, caught up in the sudden whirlwind of their now official relationship and he would forget where they were and what he was or was not allowed to do. It was a good job that Dani was better at remembering, and that she could gently fend off his absent-minded advances. Now the tables were turned and Dani was completely out of it, slurring that she loved him and practically trying to climb into his skin, Liam wasn’t sure how she managed. It was very hard trying to keep himself at a distance from her affections rather than throwing himself right into them. He tried to remind himself that it probably didn’t even matter right here and right now. They were in a quiet corner of a dark bar. It was late, everyone was drunk, no one cared. But it only took one mistake in front of the wrong person for news to get back to Kurt and for everything to go to shit. He didn’t think that was something either of them were prepared for just yet, so it was better to be safe than sorry. “I know! And I’m sooooo happy! You didn’t answer when I called so… I was worried that you wouldn’t know I wanted to see you.” Her mouth turned down at the corners slightly, her lips forming a gentle pout. “I was asleep.” He assured her, which was a half-truth. He had been asleep, and then he just… couldn’t be bothered to get up and answer the phone. He thought he’d just stick with the ‘I was asleep’ line though, because drunk Dani was notoriously oversensitive and he didn’t want to risk putting it into her head that he’d intentionally ignored her or something. “I am in love with you though! I am sososo crazy in love with you!” She enthused in a stage whisper. Liam laughed, vaguely amused by her drunken declarations. It was very rare that Liam got to experience drunk Dani while sober, as he was usually the one inciting her to drink in the first place. And he was very rarely sober, so there was that too. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond though. Usually when she said things like that, Liam, unable to reciprocate in kind due to that thick wall of self-consciousness that separated him from his feelings, just tended to kiss her. That or cop out and just agree ‘me too’, but he preferred the ‘kissing her’ response. Which was not exactly appropriate right now… “I know.” He said again after a short pause, still smiling. “I know, doll. Right back at you.” “Ohhhh I didn’t have too much! Just a few. Kind of a lot. But not really. I’m glad you’re fine! That’s good. I’m glad you’re fine.” She rambled, smiling aimlessly as she reached for his hand. Liam let her have it, squeezing her hand vaguely once she’d threaded her fingers through his. He figured as long as they held hands beneath the table it was fine, and tried very hard to resist the temptation to glance back at her friends to make sure they were all still ignoring them.“Yeah, you sound really sober.” He agreed with a wry grin, because… she really didn’t. There were no straight answers in whatever she’d just said, only repetition and contradictions. “I was good, but now I’m super good because you’re here. I missed you a whole lot you know? I don’t want to leave you tonight.” She turned imploring eyes on him, and Liam replied instantly: “Come home with me then.” Perhaps he should’ve stopped to think about that because it wasn’t a good idea under the circumstances, but he didn’t care. He’d missed her too in the however-long-it-had-been since he’d seen her last. Too long. Things were just getting in the way at the moment. She was living a double life and could only give Liam the scraps of attention her boyfriend hadn’t claimed. And Liam himself had a relatively full life at the moment, what with work and… well his addictions and substance abuse problems required some small level of maintenance and… well that was probably about all he had going on. But the point was that they both had other demands on their time, and when brief windows of opportunity arose, they did not always match up. He missed her. So much so that he didn’t care about the risk. It was safer for her to stay at his apartment rather than for him to stay at hers – there was less risk involved in Kurt coming home to find Dani gone than Kurt coming home to find Liam in her bed – but nothing was fool proof. Keeping an affair secret was a lot of risk and hard work, but it was worth it. It was going to be worth it. Sooner or later.

if there are boundaries,

i will try to knock them down. i'm latching on babe, now i know what i have found. i feel we're close enough. i wanna lock in your love. i feel we're close enough. could i lock in your love?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The pout on her lips deepened into a more proper frown as he voiced his answer, even though she already made that assumption earlier when she had been calling him. "Well, I'm glad you decided to wake up and come to me. It's very nice to see you." Granted, she had the opportunity to see him earlier in the day, but had given that chance up in favor of going out drinking with some friends that she wasn't even all that close with. Tomorrow morning it would all feel like one hugely terrible mistake, but as of right now she was feeling rather warm and fuzzy inside despite her slight frown earlier. The mildly upset expression on her face morphed into something a little more content all on it's own. It wasn't like her to stay sad very long when was within Liam's company because there was just something about him that pulled forth all this radiant affection that lit up her whole face. She managed to cuddle herself even closer to him, wanting to wrap herself up within his warmth and smell. It was comforting to her. He was comforting. She wished that he could be with her always, but alas that wasn't exactly possible under their current circumstances. Someday they would actually be together. She just had to find the courage to set all the wrongs in her life right. "Wow! That was such an awful answer, Liam! You're supposed to be better at words!" A laugh pressed passed her lips as she shook her head. His halfhearted attempts to return her verbal affections were something that she'd grown used to. He was only ever capable of saying 'I love you' or writing down some sweet things for her to read whenever he wasn't around. In that way he was cute and romantic, but he would deny it until he was blue in the face... which was also kind of cute in and of itself. Dani waved away his comment on her sobriety or lack there of. As far as she was concerned, she wasn't even really that drunk. Just a little bit. She only had a few drinks and hadn't even finished the one sitting on the table in front of them. Her interesting in it had disappeared the moment Liam slid into the empty space next to her. Now all she could concern herself with was the fact that he was here and that she missed him and it was so great to be around him because he was the best person on the entire planet. "Hm..." This was a very tempting idea. Going home with him was always nice, even though she felt a little paranoid and sick for the first few hours before she fell asleep, and would most likely ramble on and on at him until eventually she talked herself to sleep. But still. It was a lot better than laying at home in her own bed without him there and the thought that maybe Kurt would just invite himself over and slip into her bed instead of Liam. Still, it was risky. What if Kurt showed up and she wasn't there? What if he called her a bunch of times and she didn't answer because she was passed out? And it wouldn't be as if she could lie about the whole drinking thing because he would know. In the morning she would be terribly hungover and in all sorts of pain. He would know right away. Even while in this drunken stupor, all of this possibilities ran their course through her head and caused her to sit a little more stiffly by his side.  "I want to go home with you. I always want that." Her head nodded slowly and there was traces of uncertainty in her voice. But whatever, right? THey were taking risks with this whole sneaking around thing anyway so what would one night over at his place be? She could always make her way back home in the morning... or catch a cab before he even woke up. If she could function. If not, there had to be some other excuse she could use when Kurt got around to trying to track her down. It would work out and be fine she was sure. Maybe. "You sure you can handle me taking up aaaaaall the space in your bed again?" Now she was grinning playfully up at him and nudging his side with her elbow. Again, it wasn't like her to ever dwell too long on something that disrupted the optimistic way of her brain. She had to move onto something that made her smile.

TAG: LIAM NOLAN KEALEY OUTFIT: CLICK WORDS: words NOTES: sorry this is gross

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BABE THERE'S SOMETHING WRETCHED ABOUT THIS SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS ABOUT THIS WHERE TO BEGIN BABE THERE'S SOMETHING BROKEN ABOUT THIS BUT I MIGHT BE HOPING ABOUT THIS OH WHAT A SIN TO THE STRAND A PICNIC PLAN FOR YOU AND ME A ROPE IN HAND FOR YOUR OTHER MAN TO HANG FROM A TREE - - - - - - - - - - - TAG | DANIELLA SHAE ROSEWOOD WORDS | 950 NOTES | LOOK A PROMPT REPLY OMG

Her frown deepened, but he suspected her displeasure was only momentary. Dani could rarely stay upset about anything, especially when she was drunk. “Well, I’m glad you decided to wake up and come to me. It’s very nice to see you.” She informed him, and he shrugged and replied, “I’m glad you called.” He was. It hadn’t felt like he was initially because he’d been half-asleep and kind of vaguely pissed off that she’d bailed on him to come out with these idiots instead when they had sort of plans. But he was glad she’d called now. Glad that it was him she wanted with her when she was drunk and vulnerable and affectionate, glad that he was the first person she thought of. He was just glad to be in her presence to be honest. He kind of liked that, after all. He was in love with her or something. As he’d suspected, she stopped pouting pretty quickly after this exchange and instead, resumed the arduous task of trying to get so close to Liam that they merged into one giant entity. He thought that if she could have climbed inside his clothes right then, she would. Just to get closer. He was generally impatient with this kind of persistent cuddling, especially in public, but he was tired and still partway asleep and she was drunk and needy, so he allowed it. Even tucked his arm around her a little more firmly, forgetting that things were supposed to be loose and casual and platonic. “Wow! That was such an awful answer. Liam! You’re supposed to be better at words!” She chastised him playfully, and he suppressed a guilty smile in response. “Yeah, I know. I’m working on it.” Because yes, he was supposed to be better at words than that. Even a failed writer like himself ought to be able to come up with something a little more eloquent than ‘I know, right back at you’. It was pitiful really. Liam maintained that he could do better, that he would do better, that he even had done better. Not out loud. No, he was not sure that would ever be something he was good with. He panicked when he was called upon to express emotion, and could only manage the barest of stunted ‘I love you’s. But he’d written her things, before. That first night… after the first night, he’d thought… Well, he didn’t know what had possessed him, but he just hadn’t wanted her to think that he hadn’t meant it, about loving her, and that the whole impulsive falling into one another’s arms things had been a mistake or a one time act of a stupidity. So he’d just written her a quick note to reaffirm that he genuinely was madly in love with her and slipped it into the pocket of her jeans so she’d find it later. Was that cowardly and stupid and a sign of massive emotional scarring? Yes, probably, but she seemed to have liked it, and so he’d written her a couple of other notes since and left them around. Not that he’d ever been able to acknowledge it out loud when she mentioned it to his face. His emotional damage would be hilariously ridiculous if he didn’t have to live with it every fucking day. The important thing, he supposed, was just being able to find ways to live around it. Especially now that he was technically in a kind of relationship. As long as he could find ways to circumvent his issues and let her know that she was loved regardless, they’d be fine and he’d probably never have to confront the awful broken parts of himself he’d left to fester unattended for decades. It was a win-win. “Hm…” She took a moment to think on what had been, for his part, a very impulsive and immediate offer to come home with him. He waited patiently for her to make up her mind, knowing as he did how long it could take a drunk Dani to think things through, idly running his thumb along the curve of her index finger where she was holding his hand. “I want to go home with you. I always want that.” She finally nodded, although she didn’t look or sound too sure about this conclusion. “So come home with me.” He said firmly. “And don’t worry about a thing, okay? I’ll look after you.” That was the one thing he was good at, after all. Liam might have shied away from telling her in any great detail how he felt about her, but he was not shy about making it clear that he would protect her. He would. If only she’d let him. He wouldn’t let Kurt lay a hand on her ever again, if she’d let him. He’d take care of her. “You sure you can handle me taking up aaaaaall the space in your bed again?” She teased a moment later, back to lightness once more. He rolled his eyes slightly as if this was some great inconvenience, having the woman he was in love with occupy space in his bed. Honestly, it’d be nice to have anyone in his bed. Liam had long since developed the habit of falling asleep while reading and / or drunk on his couch, and only really tended to sleep in his actual bed when he had company. And of course, the only company he had lately was Dani’s. “I’m sure I can soldier through.” He replied with a wry smile. “As long as you actually sleep this time.” As opposed to staying up all night rambling at him and flailing around, which seemed to be her default.

if there are boundaries,

i will try to knock them down. i'm latching on babe, now i know what i have found. i feel we're close enough. i wanna lock in your love. i feel we're close enough. could i lock in your love?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

For a self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, Daniella was notoriously bad at love. She'd thought a handful of times that what she was experiencing was love, but each trial usually ended in disaster. Either the person wasn't actually loving her back or the way they expressed their affections towards her weren't so gentle and dreamy like the average love struck young woman might dream of them to be. She had a boyfriend cheat on her with her cousin and a handful of guys who pushed her around when they really had no right to. The worst, by far, had to be Kurt of course. He had really swept her off her feet and took the time to tie her hands behind her back while she was staring longingly up into his once-gentle eyes. He'd been so charming and sweet for the first few months. So strong and just... the overall perfect man. Dani knew right away that he was someone her parents would approve of because of the way he held himself. Perhaps that should have set off some kind of warning signs in her head because her parents were not good people. They hurt her too, if it meant getting what they wanted from her. That's what Kurt ended up being. He hurt her a lot more than anyone else ever had. Both physically and emotionally. He was breaking her, there was no doubting that, but Dani was the kind of person who would just go on smiling about it and take her fall with grace. Had it not been for Liam making a splash in the water, maybe she would have even married him. But he had disrupted the order of things and she couldn't imagine her life without him in it... and, truthfully, many people could argue as to why Liam wasn't exactly an upgrade in the romantic department either. He was broken beyond repair. A lot of his pieces were missing. He was lazy, unmotivated, and emotionally unavailable at the best and worst of times. There was a long list of things about him that made him bad for her, but she couldn't see it. The only things that were visible to Dani were the good things. Like the way he made her feel safe and the surge of love she felt towards him whenever the warmth of his skin was pressed against her. Perhaps they weren't the ideal match, but there was something different in the way they loved each other and Dani was hooked onto it. "Yeah, I know you are. You're adjusting quite well to the role of romantic boyfriend." A small giggle followed this statement, even though it was partially true. For someone as emotionally damaged as he was, Liam was doing considerably well. He let her stay the night in his bed without being freaked out about having her still there in the morning. She trusted him and knew that he would never do anything like cheat on her. He could take care of her when she was... incredibly drunk off her ass and didn't hate her too much for only being able to see him privately every once in a while. He was going a wonderful job under the given circumstances. She was proud of him, but also a little sorry. He didn't deserve to play this game of boyfriend-but-not. She wanted to give him more. To be able to kiss him and hold his hand in public. She wanted to show him what it was actually like to love and be loved by someone... but she couldn't just yet. Not right now but... soon. She kept telling herself that she would be able to show him soon. All she needed was a little more time. The blonde nibbled lightly on her lower lip and pondered this a moment. But only just a fraction of a moment because persuading a drunk Dani was a considerably easy job. "Okay, I won't worry. I know you'll keep me safe. You always do." She smiled up at him briefly, then nuzzled her face into his chest out of warm affection. Now that he mentioned it, her whole spasm of worry seemed kind of silly now. Nothing bad would happen to her with her Liam around. He was good. He wouldn't ever hurt her. She was sure of it this time. Really, she was. "Okay, okaaaay. But like... what if I don't want to sleep like, right away, y'know? Can we cuddle and stuff first and like makeout maybe? Or can you rub my back? I like when your hands are on me." Her voice started off on a pretty high note, but she seemed to suddenly remember where she was and where her ramblings were going so she hunkered down in her seat and lowered her voice a little. However, the publicity of their current situation didn't seem to bother her all that much because she still sat up enough to press a quick kiss to the underside of his jaw, as if to help persuade him into giving her the things that she wanted.

TAG: LIAM NOLAN KEALEY OUTFIT: CLICK WORDS: words NOTES: the bbs

GET CLOSER TO ME,

BABE THERE'S SOMETHING WRETCHED ABOUT THIS SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS ABOUT THIS WHERE TO BEGIN BABE THERE'S SOMETHING BROKEN ABOUT THIS BUT I MIGHT BE HOPING ABOUT THIS OH WHAT A SIN TO THE STRAND A PICNIC PLAN FOR YOU AND ME A ROPE IN HAND FOR YOUR OTHER MAN TO HANG FROM A TREE - - - - - - - - - - - TAG | DANIELLA SHAE ROSEWOOD WORDS | 972 NOTES | I'M SORRY THIS SUCKS

“Yeah, I know you are. You’re adjusting quite well to the role of romantic boyfriend.” She commended with a giggle, and he raised his eyebrows… mildly surprised and okay, a little impressed with himself. “Well, thanks. For the update. Keep me posted.” He had not expected an adjustment report, but he supposed if he had been, he wouldn’t have classified himself as doing well. Maybe it was just because Liam was hardwired to only see his mistakes rather than his triumphs. Maybe it was because he was genuinely very bad at this stuff and she was just being nice or blind to his faults. He wouldn’t say he was doing a good job exactly. He didn't what the fuck he was doing. He could count the number of actual relationships he’d had on one hand, and of those… none of them had been healthy. None of them had been loving or fair or supportive or anything that relationships were supposedly meant to be. He hadn’t even thought that healthy ideal was possible. No, in his experience, love was a farce, relationships were toxic and romantic bliss was confined to fiction. All he’d learnt from watching the people around him fall in and out of love was how to get hurt, how to pine for someone, how to hate. He had not thought it was possible to love like this, so purely, until Dani. This was so much better than anything he’d ever expected. This would be so perfect if only it weren’t for her real boyfriend. “You’re doing pretty well at girlfriend stuff, too. In case you were wondering.” He was sure she already knew. What could she possibly be doing wrong? She was beautiful and sweet and so incredibly loving and affectionate that it was sometimes overwhelming. She was such a good girlfriend he had no fucking clue what to do with her half the time, but again… that was his fault, not hers. His broken pieces, unable to accept or process too much affection. He was working on that as well. Had to, really, because Dani didn’t know how to turn off her overly-loving side. After he’d promised to protect her, she only wavered for a couple of seconds more, before smiling and agreeing. “Okay, I won’t worry. I know you’ll keep me safe. You always do.” She pressed her face back into his chest, nestling in, and Liam wrapped his arms more firmly around her, then leant down to kiss her briefly on the head. At some point in the past few minutes, he’d stopped caring how public they were. It didn’t matter. She was drunk and he loved her, and he wanted to hold her and protect her and he didn’t give a fuck if he shouldn’t or if anyone saw it. He just wished he could protect her all the time. The fact that he couldn’t almost overwhelmed him just then. He could look after her tonight. Take her home with him, keep her safe, watch out for her. But tomorrow morning she’d be gone. She might even leave before he’d woken up. Go back to her boyfriend, who would probably be angry and unstable and who the fuck knew what he was going to do to her this time. Liam couldn’t protect her then. He probably wouldn’t even hear from her until it was too late to do anything but soothe her bruises. It frustrated him, the fact that he couldn’t do more. But this was it. This was the situation right now. Until she left him, Liam could do nothing except make empty promises to keep her safe and then try and pick up the pieces once her boyfriend was done with her. He didn’t have much time to dwell on inadequacy and regret, however, because Dani was now presenting him with a variety questions and scenarios that involved not sleeping. It was remarkable how quickly and resolutely she could shift the mood from anything even remotely heavy or intense to something light, playful, vaguely sexy. “Okay, okaaaay. But like… what if I don’t want to sleep like, right away, y’know? Can we cuddle and stuff first and like make out maybe? Or can you rub my back? I like when your hands are on me.” Her voice was so loud at first, back to drunk Dani stage whispering, that if he hadn’t already decided to stop giving a fuck, he would have been concerned. As it was, she eventually figured it out and lowered her tone somewhat, before bobbing up to plant a persuasive kiss to the underside of his jaw. “Uhhh…” He pretended to consider the offer. Honestly, she was kind of at the point of drunk where Liam was not sure if she was beyond consent or not, so that might be something they’d have to figure out eventually, but he was not going to think about that now. That was a logistic problem for later. “Yeah, I think all that can be arranged.” Cuddling and stuff, making out, back rubbing. These were things he was all very much in favour of. He was also very much pro-putting his hands on her, and it was sort of hot hearing her say it like that. Sort of hot in the way where he wanted to put his hands on her now, and God he wished she wasn’t so drunk and he wasn’t so sober so they could at least be on the same level here. Furthermore, fuck, wouldn’t it be nice if this all wasn’t such a big secret so he could touch her in public? He leant in, lowered his voice a little because maybe he did still give some kind of small fuck about being subtle, and said, “And now I’m thinking way too hard about touching you. You ready to go or you gonna make me wait?”

if there are boundaries,

i will try to knock them down. i'm latching on babe, now i know what i have found. i feel we're close enough. i wanna lock in your love. i feel we're close enough. could i lock in your love?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Oh, I am? That's good news I think. Sometimes I'm not sure how I'm doing in that department." Dani shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. Perhaps for him it was easy to deem her a good girlfriend. She couldn't imagine him having very many on his list. Sure he had quite a few notches in his bedpost, but Dani was fairly certain that he had never been the commitment type of person and... judging from the women he tended to be attracted to, she was almost completely positive that she had to be the nicest of the bunch. However, her list of exes might not agree with him. To them she was flawed. Imperfect. A more troublesome kind of girlfriend because she wouldn't listen or do as she was told. There were all these issues she had that she tried so hard to fix but never really could. And with Liam... well, she knew that she wasn't treating him right. With the way she had to go back and forth between him and Kurt. It wasn't fair. Liam only saw her when she was at her most fragile. With him, the bruises covered her skin because Kurt had tainted it just hours before. Or she would forget about plans and wander off to bars with friends who hardly knew a single thing about her. He deserved better, at least in her opinion, and sometimes she worried that he would love her less because of it. Especially now when she was stuck in this drunken stupor. In a minute or two she would forget all about it, but for now she felt like the worst kind of person. "I just love you a whole lot, okay Liam? I know sometimes like I kinda suck because of like stuff and things but... really. Yeah. I love you the mostest." The blonde nodded her head in all seriousness, hoping that he would understand and not be too upset with her for all the nonsense she put him through. Soon he had her melting in his arms, just turning into this warm, gooey liquid that sort of allowed her body to mold itself onto him. They had long since crossed the platonic boundaries and crossed over into something a little more. This was bad news for the both of them, but Dani didn't really care in that moment. Liam was safe and warm and he would protect her so... if anyone saw or said anything, he would take care of it. She trusted him with everything in her so where was the harm in just being a little affectionate in public? No one would say anything she decided. Dani was clingy and needy when she was drunk and Liam had been her other half since freshman year. They all knew the dynamic of their relationship so in this moment they were safe. "You suuuuuure? Because I mean... if you don't wanna touch me you like, don't have to." A coy smile appeared on her lips as she looked up at him. Of course she knew that Liam could hardly control himself. He liked being physical. This much she was certain of because... he'd had always been that way. Before she had realized she was in love with him, Dani always made sure to steer clear of him when he was in the company of some other woman. Just the thought of it made her uncomfortable for some reason. She could now identify those feelings as jealousy, but she need not worry now because his hands were usually all over her. Even if she was bruised and gross and broken. For whatever reason, he still looked at her like she was the most beautiful thing in this world. "You are? Mm... oops." The grin on her face grew a little brighter and her face inched further up towards his. Without even realizing, her hand had also found its way to his chest. There it lightly rested as she smiled up at him, clearly amused. "I mean... we could leave... or like... could maybe just... do this a little..." Dani bit her lip for a moment, then nudged his nose with the tip of her own. Her mouth was incredibly close to his as she hesitated a moment, more for the suspense of the moment than feeling some kind of worry that someone might see. Then she leaned in the rest of the way to kiss him, completely breaking all the rules that she had set up for the both of them when it came to being out in public together.

TAG: LIAM NOLAN KEALEY OUTFIT: CLICK WORDS: words NOTES: the bbs