Title: Dinner at Danny's
Chapter: 2: Ruby Tuesday
Author:
slasher48 /
bad_bad_booksRating: Nothing yet so just a bit of R for swearing
Pairing: Danny/Ryan, Max/Tom, Jiri/Toni, who knows what else lol
Disclaimer: Oops, forgot this part for the last one >.< Well for both this and Anniversary, don't know, don't own, wish I did :)
Danny's House They arrive at Ruby Tuesday's with a minimum of fuss, pulling into the driveway in a mass of expensive cars and famous players. They laugh and joke as they walk in, punching each other's shoulders and the like.
Danny spots the waitress and groans so only Ryan, who's walking close enough to him to brush their arms once in a while, can hear. She's wearing a Daniel Briere jersey and he thinks he might have recognized her from signing said jersey. Her eyes are wide and her mouth is curved into an involuntary smile by the time he's made it to the desk. He nods at her unspoken question and she gasps. "Oh my god, it's you! Daniel Briere is eating here? She turns her attention to his teammates and her jaw drops. "You brought the whole team? And Pyatt, Biron, and Novotny too? Holy shit!"
Danny is polite through this whole thing, smiling tightly at her as Ryan discreetly rubs his back to calm him. He fights the urge to roll his eyes when she squeals as she sees Ryan clap him on the shoulder, the only gesture safe enough to show the restaurant."I need about three tables pushed together, ma'am. I have a party of 24 here, including myself, and we all need to be seated, because we're rather hungry."
She giggles at his accent coming out while he's annoyed and he really does roll his eyes this time. Ryan steps in front of him and continues with a charming grin that obviously makes the girl melt, "If you could do this without making a scene and as quickly as possible, we would be most appreciative. Danny's rather stressed right now and prolly doesn't want to deal with you asking him for another autograph or something like that now, but I can tell you we might all sign your jersey if you cooperate." He looks at the guys and receives nods all around. "Now may we please be seated?"
Needless to say, the girl is absolutely thrilled and quickly and subtly seats them at three tables, giving them a grin and announcing their waiter would be there shortly.
Danny's head is pillowed on his arms and he's breathing deeply, nearly asleep when he hears Ryan growl under his breath. Turning to look over his shoulder, he agrees with Ryan's sentiment. It's their usual waiter, Antony, the only gay waiter and the biggest flirt in the place. Ryan has always had a problem with him because he tries to make a pass at Danny whenever they're ordering.
The man is carrying a stack of menus up to his chin and Danny barely stops himself from laughing when he trips and drops them all, blushing deeply as he sees the whole team looking at him. He picks them up and hands them to each player, muttering 'sorry's as they find them with carpet and things on them. He hands Danny's to him with a wink and a grin and Danny hears Ryan grit his teeth in the effort not to tell him to fuck off. Safely under the table, he pinches his thigh. "Cool it." He knows even Antony's not an idiot enough not to see the furious glare Ryan is shooting him and it would raise suspicion if the waiter made a scene.
Ryan takes a deep breath next to him and tries to calm himself, looking firmly away from the man's eyes on his lover's lips as Danny orders for himself and Ryan. The man works his way around the table, but unfortunately no one catches his eye like Danny has; almost every one of the guys is gay and he can see a little bit of interest in Andrew and Derek's eyes.
When he's taken all of the orders, the man finds his way back to where Danny and Ryan sit. Ryan has cooled off by now and he's just speaking to Jason when he sees out of the corner of his eye, Antony lean over and whisper in Danny's ear. Ryan hears the muttered, "For what it's worth, you can slam me up against the glass anytime, captain," and his jaw tightens, his fingers uncurling automatically, itching to be wrapped around the man's neck. Jay sees the impending explosion and grabs Ryan's arm to keep him from jumping at the guy, murmuring,
"Let it go, Ry. He's not interested in Antony and you know it." He leans over the table around Ryan and Danny and speaks directly to the tramp with a hard glare, "We're really hungry, so if you please.." He indicates the man should leave with a wave of his hand and Antony huffs, stomping off with a flirtatious wave at Danny. Ryan growls again, this time very loudly and Jason's eyes widen as he claps a hand over the goaltender's mouth. "Shhhhhh, Ryan! Do you want to let the whole place know you and Danny are together?", he hisses with a pointed look at the captain perusing the menu next to them.
Ryan's eyes narrow. "He touched my Danny...he should fucking pay...like...with his life." He slams a fist on the table and almost everyone jumps, turning to look at him nervously. Jason rolls his eyes and smacks him on the shoulder.
"You idiot, he won't be your Danny anymore if anyone outside the team finds out you're going together." He stares Ryan in the eye and nods, watching as the anger drains out of his friend and he slumps against the table, staring downward with a frown. "You're right, Jay," he mumbles. He turns to Danny and sighs. "I'm sorry, babe," he says quietly.
Danny nods with a tense smile. Ryan rubs his arm subtly, begging him with his eyes until the captain cracks. He gives Ryan a genuine grin and shakes his head as Ryan smiles back. "You know I'm gonna forgive you, baby, so I don't know why you pout like that."
Ryan giggles, leaning over to whisper in Danny's ear,"Because you can't resist it."
Danny gives him a mock glare, relenting easily as the pout comes back."I hate you," he grouses, sticking his tongue out.
They can hear Jochen, Martin, and Brian chuckle as Ryan gives him a 'look' and whispers, "You better put that away unless you want a scene, dear."
Danny's eyes glaze over with lust and he frowns at Ryan."Stop that." He shakes his head to rid himself of his naughty thoughts, glaring at his teammates as they laugh at him.
Ryan joins in with a smirk, giving him a heated gaze that sends a hot flash of want through his whole body. He growls, "You better quit it, Ryan, or I'm gonna take you right over this table."
Ryan's smirking mouth snaps shut and it's his turn to feel the rush of heat go through him. That's right around the time when Antony returns. Ryan watches him carefully as he distributes the food around the table, taking note of how his eyes linger on Danny and how he smiles every time one of the players who looks remotely like their captain thank him. When he finally reaches Danny and him, he leans over extra close to give Danny a long, slow lustful gaze and lick his lips 'seductively'. Ryan crams his burger into his mouth to keep him from saying something he'll regret later and Danny chuckles, giving him an approving glance.
Max is on the other end of the table, watching his captain and his goaltender flirt and fight with an amused half smile playing around his lips. He takes a bite of his burger and savors it with a moan, closing his eyes as the juicy flavor spills onto his tongue. "Mmmmmm."
He opens his eyes to see Tommy staring at him in awe, burger halfway to his mouth, hanging in midair and dripping ketchup off the edge of the bun. He raises a brow at the winger and he blushes, finally biting his burger, looking away from Max with nervous eyes. Derek watches this, trying not to laugh as his teammates dance around each other, also remembering the wild night a couple months ago, but a different aspect. He remembers the tenderness and reverence with which his teammates spoke to each other after the sex was over. The two of them are obviously in love, but oblivious to the other's feelings.
Tommy licks a bit of whipped cream off of his cocoa and smiles and it's Max's turn to stare. Derek can't keep it in this time; he starts to giggle under his breath as Max's eyes widen and his breath begans to shorten. It really is a shame that neither of them remember that night in all detail because it's getting tiresome watching as they walk on eggshells to keep each other in the dark.
Toni and Jiri's eyes are on each other, their lips moving as they speak quietly, shoveling food into their mouths every once in a while.
Martin and Taylor's eyes are glued to the end of the table where their ex's are having fun teasing each other. They try not to roll their eyes too obviously, feeling a little jealous and a whole lot annoyed at their antics.
The dinner doesn't last long. It takes a loud snore from Danny where he's fallen asleep on Ryan's shoulder three hours later to make everyone realize it's time to go. Jiri, Martin,and reluctantly, Taylor, hug Danny and thank him for inviting them, smiling as Danny nods in his barely awake state and says you're welcome. The rest of the team leaves next, all of them also stopping to thank their sleeping captain before they leave.
Soon, there are only five people in the restaurant at their table, Derek, Max, Tom, Danny, and Ryan.
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