What Are You Doing? | M. Danielle x Reader

Narrator

Y/n started to feel bad for fighting with Danielle, but Danielle was right about everything. Y/n didn't even realize that they were spiraling out of control.

"Can I borrow some clothes?!" Danielle yelled from the bedroom.

"Yeah," Y/n yelled back.

Y/n's mental fog was starting to clear up a bit. They were starting to realize that Danielle had been taking care of them like crazy over the last few weeks.

Danielle cooked, cleaned, and did the laundry without complaining.

Y/n had been so hard on themselves lately and Danielle got the blunt end of it all as collateral.

As the reality of it all sank in, Y/n started to feel ashamed.

- Danielle POV -

I was snooping through Y/n's closet when I suddenly caught sight of something in the corner of the closet. It was something I didn't even know Y/n had.

It was a framed picture.

A framed picture of our first Christmas together.

"Y/n," I didn't know why I was suddenly crying...

But I felt really emotional.

"Y/n!!" I choked up a bit.

"Huh? What is it?" Y/n rushed into the room.

I couldn't help myself and immediately ran into Y/n's arms.

"What's wrong?" Y/n gently rubbed my back.

"I don't know," I sniffled a bit.

I really didn't know why a random picture had made me so emotional.

"What happened?" Y/n kissed my forehead and held me tightly.

"I- I just- I suddenly remembered the first time we met," I pulled away to look at the picture again.

Y/n tilted their head a bit confused then noticed what was in my hands. "That's not the first time we met," they snickered.

"I know," I sniffled as Y/n began to wipe away my tears.

"This was your first day at our home. But, if we hadn't met that day on my driveway then none of this would have ever happened," I started to cry again.

I couldn't stop myself from running back into Y/n's arms.

- Y/N POV -

Danielle had been crying all night.

After a few hours of not even being able to tell me why, she managed to cry herself to sleep. I took a breath of relief when she did so.

I had been holding my breath the entire time... waiting for her to tell me that I did something wrong...

But that time never came.

I tucked Danielle into sleep and then got ready to sleep myself.

Due to the shame I felt for continuing to misbehave and fight with the love of my life, I wanted to sleep on the living room couch but I decided not to.

I wasn't sure what was wrong with Danielle so I wanted to keep a close eye on her.

I slowly crawled into the bed but kept a safe distance to not wake up her. Soon enough, I was starting to fall asleep when Danielle suddenly snuggled into my chest.