Requested by KitKatMccree. Not exactly smutty, but I still hope you enjoy it.

David was humming to himself as he worked, occasionally flicking on a light or two. It was getting dark out, and he knew Daniel would be home soon. He continued to work waiting patiently for his arrival.

A few minutes later, the door clicked open. He felt the cold air rush in and shivered. "I'm home!" he heard him called out. It sounded... Eerie.

The ginger snapped out of his trance, cursing himself for thinking that way. Daniel had left his cult a few years ago and had gotten help. He was normal now, there was nothing to worry about. But sometimes David remembered the times Daniel had snapped, and it scared him. He didn't want that to happen ever again.

His thoughts were interrupted by a pair of arms wrapping around his waist. A smile spread across his face as the blond nuzzled his neck. "Welcome home, babe."

He hummed in response and pressed a kiss to David's cheek before letting go. "How's my sunshine doing?"

The counselor giggled at the nickname. "Alright. How was work?"

Daniel shrugged. "Not fun..." he sighed, laying on the couch. "Who even likes working?"

His boyfriend laid down beside him. "I do."

"Besides you?"

David laughed softly, snuggling up to him. "Some people do."

"Why?"

"It's a distraction."

"From what?"

"Problems, stuff they have to do, I dunno."

Nodded slowly, Daniel rolled over so he was facing his lover. "Do you know what distracts me from all that?"

A small smile appeared on his face. "What?"

"You do."

"Aw," David cooed, leaning forward to connect their lips. He expected the taste of vanilla and chapstick, but tasted something bitter in its place. He couldn't describe it, it just tasted... Strange. Pulling away, he saw a smirk on Daniel's face. The cultist chuckled darkly as he started coughing. The coughs became more violent and the laughter grew louder, until he blacked out.

•~•

David woke up, panting hard. The covers stirred beside him and a mess of blond hair emerged from them.

"Davey...?" He mumbled sleepily. Blinking himself awake, he saw the state his love was in and grew worried. "David, what happened?"

The nature lover loved over at the other, running a hand through his hair. "I'm ok, I'm ok, just... I had a nightmare..."

Daniel's gaze softened. "Do you... Wanna talk about it?" he asked carefully, shuffling closer.

"No, but..." He let go of his hair and gripped the bed sheets. "Can you do something for me?"

"Anything," he answered without hesitating. "Well, almost anything."

He swallowed, trying to get rid of the lump in his throat. "Can you... Kiss it all better?"

The former cultist nodded, grabbing David's chin lightly. He pulled the red head closer and locked lips with him. Relief washed over the camp counselor as the sweet taste of vanilla on his lips. Nothing bitter, nothing poisonous, nothing toxic. He kissed back, happy that it was just a bad dream.

Daniel broke the kiss and gave him a reassuring smile. "Better?"

His partner smiled and nodded. "Better. Thanks, Danny."

He snickered at the nickname and laid back down. "Anytime, babe..." he spoke before yawning.

With a content sigh, David laid next to him and curled up to his side. "Love you," he whispered, starting to drift off. Right before he fell asleep, he heard Daniel whisper back, "Love you too..."