Person A is the type to take up random projects and abandon them half way through. It’s just who they are. They have a very short attention span. Luckily, Person B thinks it’s adorable. They pretend they don’t like the mess, but in reality, they love watching Person A run frantically around the house while they gather materials for a new project. Person B especially loves the way Person A looks when they focus. Biting their lip and narrowing their eyes and muttering to themselves. It inspires Person B to take up their own hobby. Photography.
Person B loves the image of Person A so much that they can’t stop photographing them. These perfect candids quickly fill the house. Person A reading on the bed before they go to sleep, Person A on the swing set in the park outside their house, Person A cooking breakfast in the kitchen, smiling because they just spilled batter all over Person B.
But Person A doesn’t like that there are only pictures of themselves. But Person A can’t take a good photograph for shit, so one day, Person A and Person B go out in a date and Person A shows up with some random guy following them with a camera.
When Person B asks why they’re there, Person A simply replies “I’m sick of your beautiful face hiding behind the camera.”
The next day, Person A bursts into their house with some of the most beautiful photos either of them have ever seen, of both of them, and of Person B individually. The couple spends the day hanging photos together before Person A steps back, planting a kiss on Person B’s cheek.
Summary: Dan is a robber who steals valuable objects nearly every night. When he goes into a flat decorated with plants and stuffed animals, he can’t seem to keep himself away. Dan’s not used to pretty boys stealing things of his own; especially when they steal his heart. Word Count: 3590 Warnings: stealing, breaking/entering, cussing A/N: I’d like to thank my roommate @sourmojo for giving me the idea to write this fic (based off of this song) and also @insanityplaysfics for being my lovely beta. That summary is the worst fucking summary I’ve ever written but I love this idea so much and I hope you do too! Please don’t ask me to write a sequel, i will write one if i end up feeling like it, but as of right now, it doesnt seem very likely. Read it on AO3!
It was something that Dan was proud of, as fucked up as it was. He just couldn’t get enough of everything about it; the thrill, the little prizes he got out of it, hell even the news broadcasters. No matter how hard he tried to get away from his lifestyle, he always ended up going back. His own addiction, his very own little secret. Besides, it’s not like anybody was getting hurt in his escapades. Just himself and his own conscious, but that he could deal with.
So what if he broke into houses and stole objects he found compelling? They were just objects and humans should be able to get over the loss of something so materialistic. Rings, money, antiques. Stealing those didn’t harm anybody. In fact, they should be grateful for Dan. He helped people realise that family was far more important than items.
Dan didn’t necessarily know how he got to this point in his life, where he just went to other people’s houses to steal meaningless crap, but he couldn’t be more thankful. One day he was just a silly little teenager trying to be edgy by sneaking into places he wasn’t supposed to be in, and the next moment he was a twenty-five year old man breaking and entering all to steal that new movie he’s been wanting for weeks. Some would say that he was stupid for risking going to jail just for a movie, but Dan didn’t give a single fuck.