Here you both are again- fighting each other tooth and nail. It happens at least once every two weeks. Dan escapes the thermos, you fight him and put him back then it repeats all over again. Sometimes it felt like he was just playing with you- escaping only to let you ‘defeat’ him over and over. But other times? It seemed like a lot more.. he would say something that completely nocks you off guard but not take the hit! It drove you mad.

“What’s wrong huh? Tiered already?” Dan chimes, rolling his neck as he takes a few steps forward. “you know, it feels like you’ve been pulling your punches.. getting soft on me now?” He purrs out, a sly smirk following his teasing words. Truth is? You are exhausted! Dan had been fighting for way longer than he did before.. was he finally getting tired of this game? “look at you, all fired up without the fuel.. too bad.”

Before another word can be said, Dan had his arms around you and pushed you up against the rough brick wall of the building you were fighting on. Dan didn’t have even a speck of hesitation, his words sweet but not subtle. “I want you.”