Drabble: Eyes
Danny shoved him, hands pressing against his shoulders with enoguh force to make him stumble backwards. The look of fury on Danny's face actually made Connor frightened for a moment, wondering if he really had overstepped the line. If Danny had really lost his temper, he would have no trouble beating Connor black and blue... and then he would regret it later, after the alchohol in his blood wore off and he calmed. And then Abby would probably murder him for hurting Connor.
He really didn't want that turn of events, at all, so he held up his hands in a universal sign for 'calm down' and backed away. T\Danny's ex[ression changed. Connor wasn't sure what this one was, but he also wasn't sure it was a good thing, as Danny walked towards him, hands going to his shoulders again and pushing him back against the wall. This time, his hands stayed, pinning the younger man in place. Connor's breath caught as he recognized the look in his friend's eyes. Danny moved impossibly closer, breath warm on Connor's face, and Connor's eyes fluttered shut as Danny leaned forwards. Their lips brushed, and Connor's brain short-circuited when Danny deepened the kiss, sending their hearts racing.