Danny loved Valerie's curls.

Even when she would glance in the mirror and wince because they were "frizzy" or "dry" or "not on her side today" he couldn't help but adore them. Of course, the only thing he loved more than looking at them was touching them. If he could lose himself in her curls he gladly would.

Valerie used to tease him about it. "Geez baby, I know my hair is kind of fascinating to you but you've been playing with my hair since before I fell asleep."

He just shrugged, not showing any signs of stopping. "I don't know. It's soft. And pretty. And you're my girlfriend and I love you so I think it's valid enough."

Valerie just snorted at that, making herself comfortable as she lay her head in his lap. "Well you could at least detangle it while you're in there." She joked.

Danny laughed, but began doing just that as she flicked on the TV and began searching for a movie on Netflix.

After a while she stopped making comments and simply let him play, going so far as to immediately pull out her pony tail whenever they went to sit together so he had full access. He knew when it was ok to run his fingers through her curls and when he had better not, lest he want a quick fist to his side.

Then there were times where it wasn't for leisure.

The mission had been long, frustrating, and dangerous. While the duo came out on top, it wasn't without a lot of injuries. Danny would be ok sooner rather than later, but Valerie wasn't so lucky. Most of her injuries were pretty minor, with the major exception being the nasty gash on her head.

Danny could tell she was at least mildly concussed, and now that the adrenaline from the previous fight was wearing off, it was becoming more and more obvious. She basically stumbled off her hoverboard, and Danny was again grateful for his speed as he managed to catch her before she could trip.

"Shit," She mumbled, attempting to right herself, "sorry."

Danny shook his head. "Don't apologize, you're hurt."

"My head hurts." Valerie said with a soft groan.

Danny gathered her in his arms and lifted her up bridal style. Valerie didn't protest, which only assured him that she was hurt pretty bad. "I know, we're going to get you cleaned up. But you won't be able to go to sleep for a while."

Valerie leaned the uninjured side of her head against Danny's shoulder. "I feel nauseous." Her eyes fluttered closed.

"Ah ah," Danny gently pinched her arm, "Don't you dare. I know it sucks but you have to stay awake."

Valerie opened her eyes and gave him a pitiful look. "Stop being mean to me."

"You know I'm not." Danny retorted, kicking open the bathroom door gently. He set Valerie down on the toilet lid and turned to start up the shower. Valerie paid no mind to him, but did ease herself off the toilet and onto the ground in front of it. She lifted the toilet seat and turned so she could hang her head over the clean water.

Danny glanced down at her with concern, gently pulling a stray hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear. "You okay? Are you going to be sick?"

Valerie groaned. "I don't know. I really don't feel well."

Danny rubbed her back gently. "The shower is cold; it might make you feel better." If he remained in his ghost form, he wouldn't even notice the temperature. Plus, he could use his slightly enhanced strength to support her easier.

Valerie nodded and began to stand. Danny immediately helped her rise before reaching to her back and clicking a small switch. Her suit retracted, revealing her tank top and athletic leggings underneath. She shouldered out of the harness that kept her suit pinned to her back and it fell to the floor with a clatter.

"Do you need help getting undressed?" Danny hovered his hands near her as she steadied herself.

Valerie shook her head as she pulled off her shirt and let it drop to the ground, followed quickly by her sports bra. She once felt self-conscious doing this sort of thing around her boyfriend, even after they had sex, but time and necessity had quickly diminished this fear. She pulled off her pants and underwear, grabbing Danny's shoulders for support as she stepped out of them.

Danny pulled the shower curtain to the side, and Valerie could already feel the refreshing mist from the stream of water. He helped her climb over the tub edge. She immediately moved towards the water, sighing as it began clearing the blood, sweat, and grime from her skin.

"Be careful, I'll be in in a sec." Danny said, hesitating a little before letting go of her arm and quickly stripping out of his suit. It didn't touch the ground before dissolving into ambient ecto-energy. He joined her in the shower, closing the curtain behind him.

She took little notice of his presence as she gently prodded at the wound near her temple. She winced, but her eyes looked a little clearer than they had been. Danny gently moved her hand from the gash.

"I'm going to clean it a little, okay?"

She nodded her consent and he gently began pulling matted, bloody hair from the area. Once it was clear, he could see that the cut itself wasn't too bad – probably wouldn't even need stitches – but the lump underneath further confirmed his suspicions that she was concussed.

He grabbed a clean washcloth and wet it under the stream of water before dabbing it around the area to clean it. "Does that hurt?" He asked, keeping his eyes glued to his task.

Valerie hummed. "A little, but I'm okay. It needs to be cleaned." She wrapped her arm around his waist as he worked, gaze settling on the scar on his chest. It was a chilling reminder that his powers were the result of a nasty electrocution, one that he had only partially survived. She lifted a finger and began tracing it, as she had done hundreds of times before.

Once Danny had the wound itself clean, he put the rag down and moved to her hair. "We gotta get the blood out of your hair babe." Valerie grabbed the shampoo from the shower caddy and passed it back towards him.

"You do it." She closed her eyes and tilted her head back towards him.

Danny put a dab of shampoo in his hand and applied it to the matted areas, watching with a frown as the suds grew pink. He worked the shampoo through the rest of her hair, careful to avoid the cut near her temple.

"You rinse it," He said as he finished, "I don't want to get soap in your cut."

Valerie nodded and began doing just that while Danny reached around her and grabbed the soap so he could wash up himself. They switched places as Valerie started putting conditioner in her hair and Danny rinsed the soap off himself.

They finished their shower, dried off, and got dressed mostly in silence, due in part to their exhaustion.

Valerie sighed as she sat on their bed, rubbing her eyes as she did so. Danny gave her a soft smile as he followed behind her, back to his human form and lugging their huge first aid kit behind him. He set it on the ground next to the bed.

"I know it sucks, but you have to stay awake at least a little while longer." He opened the kit and began rifling through it, grabbing what he needed as he went. "I'm going to set alarms for every few hours tonight too."

"Mmm, okay." Valerie watched her boyfriend as he worked to bandage her up, smiling at the concentration on his face. He froze when he noticed.

"What?"

Valerie shook her head. "Nothing. I love you is all."

Danny snorted and went back to work. "You're concussed," He leaned forward gave her a peck on her nose, "But I love you too."

Valerie rolled her eyes, an action she regretted immediately as she found herself tilting backwards. Danny caught her with a grin.

"Avoid the attitude for a little while babe." He teased. Valerie reached out and pinched his arm, prompting a laugh from him.

"Keep messing with me and I won't let you detangle my hair tonight."

Now it was Danny who rolled his eyes. "Please, you hate detangling your own hair." He finished up her bandage and leaned forward to kiss her lips. "I have you spoiled."

Valerie giggled. "Don't sound so satisfied about it." She stopped him as he stood and began to put the first aid items back in the case. "Do you have anything that you need bandaged up? I didn't even get the chance to look you over." She pulled him closer with the waistband of his sweatpants before lifting the front of his shirt and running her fingers across his stomach.

He swatted her hand away, smirking down at her. "Cute, but you're in no shape for anything strenuous for at least a week or so."

She raised a brow. "Strenuous? Giving yourself a lot of credit there Fenton." He rolled his eyes at her before tossing the rest of the bandages in the kit and closing it. Valerie shifted so she was resting her back against the pillows.

Danny joined her in the bed, and she immediately curled up next to him. He began running his fingers through Valerie's still damp hair, gently working out the knots he found as he did so.

Valerie's eyes fluttered closed. "Can I sleep now?" She asked.

"Mmmhmm," Danny conceded, "But I'll be waking you up in a few hours."

"S'fine." She mumbled as a response before settling into his side further. He placed a kiss on her forehead before running his hands through her hair again. He smiled.

Man he loved her hair.

I just... love this pairing. Peep the headcanons too! I wish there was more for these two but if I want it it looks like I'll just have to write it myself! If you liked it and would like more lil drabbles with these two just drop a review and let me know!