Danny was hidden under the covers and Damien was just kind of surprised that I was there. I stood, waiting for an answer. Cause, y’know, when you find your boyfriend and your ex in the same bed, your mind does start to wonder.
"Not really" Damien said.
"Why am I not convinced?"
"Probably because we're in bed"
"Nothing happened." Danny said.
"That just makes me think something did happen"
"Then what do you want me to say?"
"Okay. Nothing happened."
"What? He already said nothing happened"
"Look, he's fully dressed!" Danny exclaimed.
I glanced at Damien and sure enough, he was completely dressed.
"Look, he wanted to make it up to me. So we went out for a meal, then for a movie. We came back here and he played for me. I said I was getting tired and wanted to go to bed... but I just couldn't let go of him. There."
"I should've called, sorry” Damien said and I gave him a tiny smile.
"You had me worried"
He gave me a tiny smile back and Danny slid under the covers again.
"You can both go home now."
"You sure?" Damien asked.
"Get the fuck out of my apartment."
"I'll take that as a yes" Damien said and hopped off the bed.
I arched an eyebrow a tiny bit and Danny sniffled.
"You okay?" I asked.
"C'mon, man, don't shut me out. We're still friends, right?"
"No. Whatever gave you that idea?" he threw back the covers. "How the hell did you figure that out?"
My features fell into a hurt expression.
"You fuck off with the person that you cheated on me with throughout the period we were meant to be going out and you expect us to be friends. Right."
"Then why the hell did you ask me to come visit?"
"I wanted Damien. I wanted to make you fucking hurt."
Damien frowned a little.
"Now get out before I seriously consider killing you both."
He pushed the both of us out of his room and slammed the door behind us. The hurt expression on my face shifted to an upset one. It sounds kind of selfish but it honestly hurt more that me and Danny weren’t friends anymore more than it would’ve hurt if anything had happened between him and Damien.
"C'mon, let's go" I said quietly.
The sound of Danny crying drifted through the door and Damien hesitated, as if he wanted to go and comfort Danny. I kissed his cheek.
"I'll meet you back at the hotel"
He nodded and went back into Danny’s room, leaving me to go back to the hotel alone. So what if I took a detour to a bar?