He lays in his bed watching a cricket game with the door slightly opened before he hears you calling for your mum in the toilet. Daniel raises an eyebrow before he calls out with a gruff voice

“Your mum isn’t here, sweetheart!”

he mutes the cricket game as he walks to the toilet and stands by the closed door hearing you breathing harshly.

“What’s so bad that you need your mum?”

he listens to you weeping through your words as he only manages to catch onto one word..period.

“Fuc-“