Daniel smiled as his hand lightly pressed against the one on his cheek. “I am sorry but I will never be the hottest one on the dance floor, because you will be there and only you are the hottest person on the dance floor in my eyes and everyone else’s. But you are right let’s go get ready.” Before getting up Daniel stole a quick kiss from Michael.

“I will never get tired of that.” He said as the smile on his face deepened. Walking into his room he took off his blood stained shirt and tossed it on his bed. He slowly opened the top drawer of his dresser. He glanced at his bandaged arm and looked away. “I can’t believe I sunk so low. But Michael is here now. Everything should get better.’ He thought to himself pulling out a plain black turtle neck. He put it on, smiling to himself in his mirror that hung near his bed. Daniel liked long sleeve shirts and turtle necks because they hid his scars and his body. He always compared himself to Vick’s hot body. Since the day he lost Michael he felt that he could never compare to Vick.

Daniel smiled and walked out of his room after picking up the blooded shirt and tossing it in his laundry hamper. “He grabbed both his and Michael’s jacket before walking to his angel. “Ready to go?” He asked with a bright smile on his face and his eyes seemed to shimmer with love and hope.