~I Want You~

I Want You

('I Want You': part 14)

Putting his luggage down on the floor, Daniel immediately sat down on one of the two beds in the room, to feel how soft or sturdy it was.
(A typical Daniel thing to do) thought Darren as he entered the room, gently closing the door behind him.
"How does it feel, Danny?"
Startled, Daniel spun around quickly. "You scared me, man! I didn't know you were in the room"
Darren smiled briefly. "Sorry Dan, i thought you *knew* that i was right behind you"
He shook his head. "whatever."
Darren tossed his heavy bags onto the bed that was next to the window. "Well, how *are* the beds?"
"Oh, they're alright. Could be a bit softer"
Darren walked over to his bed and shuddered. "Well, i'm still covered in sweat from the show, so i'm gonna take a shower, alright?" he said, pulling out a clean bathrobe from his bag. "So if you need me, i'll be in the bathroom"
"Alright, Dazzy. I'll be watching the telly here"
A sly smile appeared on Darren's face. "Ok, just don't watch *too* much porn"
Daniel went to comment, but Darren had already closed the bathroom door, most likely laughing to himself on the other side.
Daniel shook his head in amusement as he flipped on the tv. He thought back to Darren's words: 'if you need me, i'll be in the bathroom'
He wondered how Darren would react if he walked into the bathroom right now, telling him that he needed him on the spot. The thought made him smile, but knew that he could never bring himself to do that.
He watched tv for about 35 minutes, flipping from the news channel to the music network, secretly hoping to catch 'i want you'.
Darren came out of the bathroom at 12:36 dressed in a white terrycloth robe, wet hair brushed back neatly away from his face. As much as he didn't want to admit it to himself, Daniel was slowly getting excited as he silently watched him walk over to his bed, shoving his dirty clothes into his bag.
Darren glanced up from his bed to look at the tv. "What are you watching, Danny?"
Daniel nervously looked back at the tv screen, grateful that Darren didn't catch his longing stare. "Um...just a bunch of crap, really."
Pulling out a fresh towel from the bureau beside his bed, Darren flung his head forward and began to towel dry his long black hair.
Daniel watched quietly, eager to touch him. The words balanced on his tongue, on the verge of being said, but Daniel held them in. It echoed in his head: 'Darren, i want you' but instead, he continued to stare at him adoringly, thousands of thoughts flowing through his head.
Flinging his rich set of hair back around his shoulders, he put the towel in the hamper basket.
"there" he said refreshingly. "That feels better now"
Daniel nodded with a smile. "And, no, i didn't watch *any* porn incase you're wondering"
Darren chuckled, sitting down on his bed. "sure Danny, i beleive you" he said with a smile; a smile that Daniel had always found hard to resist. "Do we have any room service here?"
Daniel shrugged. "I don't know, i never asked that"
"Well, do we atleast have any *food* up here?" he asked like a child, his large eyes sulking.
Daniel laughed. "God Darren, i don't know, man. Why don't you go down there and ask them *yourself*?"
Darren quickly glanced down at himself. "Dressed like *this*? I don't think so, Danny"
Since the topic was brought up, Daniel innocently took the opportunity to look him up and down, thinking of the fact that under that piece of cloth, Darren was purely naked. He shivered with pleasure at the thought.

dear me..