Strings Of Fate

Chapter 12: Tangled strings

"I couldn't sleep... What about you?" Daniel shrugged, his eyes briefly glancing to the building that was Angel's apartment complex in the distance.

"This is normal for me, I was walking to work." Daniel said, pointing to the building. Angel glanced at the building before raising a brow and looking back at the redhead.

"Oh, I thought you lived there too." That earned a soft laugh from the redhead...this was kinda nice.

"Yeah, that would be easier...but no. I actually live in an apartment a few streets over. I wouldn't blame you for thinkin' that considering how much I'm in the building." A pause and a glance to his jacket. "As for the clothing, I don't own the uniform I just put it on when I get to work."

Angel scratched his cheek a little as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Really? I thought ya' just lived in that thing." Daniel was smiling now too.

"I mean, I might as well huh?" Angel shrugged...a silence began to settle in between the two as the obvious topic they were both avoiding was being brushed off. Now both looked anywhere but on each other.

"...Well, I gotta get to work. Boss is strict, so...yeah." Angel had heard him but didn't respond nor move, his attention was only drawn back when the redhead walked past him, his footsteps making soft splashes in the sidewalk.

Angel nibbled on his lip for a moment, glancing at the other as he walked away. He shook his head grabbing his hair as he seethed.

" - Oh my god what am I doin' - Daniel! Wait!" Angel yelled abruptly, grabbing the other's wrist at the last second forcing Daniel to a stop. He glanced at Angel in mild confusion but didn't look bothered if anything he seemed relieved.

"...Um...yes?" Angel hesitated, contemplating bringing it up...but he knew he would have to, it would only get more awkward if he didn't. He stared down at the ground trying to find the right words. A minute or so went by and Angel realized he was still holding Daniel's wrist and the redhead hadn't attempted to move away or remove his hand.

He let go of his wrist backing away a tad as he had been closer to the redhead. "L-Look um...about yesterday..." Angel paused, finding Daniel turning fully to him and sticking his hands in his pockets as he quietly waited for Angel to continue. He didn't look nervous or annoyed like Angel had assumed he would, he just looked relaxed. His lips turned down in a gentle frown that didn't suggest annoyance and his green eyes glued to him in genuine curiosity.

Angel cleared his throat forcing himself to continue, when had he ever been so nervous around anyone? Was it because Daniel was more mature and a year younger than him? Because he had given him a rose...or was it because of the kiss?

Angel crossed his arms, the action making him feel a little more comfortable during all this. "I was just goin' through some stuff. I had a bad day and...I wasn't thinking straight." Angel paused, glancing at Daniel. No immediate reaction but his lips turned down a bit more. "I...I'm sorry about the whole, kiss thing. I-I didn't mean to...I-I mean I did..but."

"Was it the heat of the moment?" Daniel suggested softly, he didn't feel that was quite the answer but Angel found himself sighing and going with it.

"Uh, yeah...yeah sure."

"Oh," shit, he sounded disappointed. "Well it's okay, I understand. You seemed like you were going through a lot." Angel shrugged, he was but...he felt like he wasn't saying what he was feeling. And it annoyed him.

"I guess I was..." Daniel was the one to shrug this time, frowning.

"Well, I hope you're feeling better today."