Conan Gray x female reader. When y/n is stuck during a blizzard after her idol's concert, Conan Gray takes her in. Instantly, they connect- exchanging numbers. To Conan, this means learning to love again, and for y/n... For y/n, it means meeting new...
Guysssss, I'm sorry, but I HAVE TO make it that Jamie and Conan are kind of friends. Let's just say that Jamie saw the Memories 'Vecna' video and checked out Cone's music and liked it. I feel like Jamie would be the type of person to do that- IDK why lol. Anyways, enjoy your dose of Vitamin 'C'
Not to be weird, but can we just admire that Daniel Nigro is kinda fine?! I was like: "he's gonna look like a crusty dusty man" but I looked him up and was like: "he's alright. he's no Conan, but Conan is insanely good-looking and you can't really compare a mortal to god himself."
Oh... and here's a disturbing Conita Bonita image that I made from a Conan photo. Isn't she gorgeous lol
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Conaan
**Conan's POV**
I stare at my phone impatiently, waiting for her text, but there's nothing. It's fine, Conan, don't worry about it. She's just busy, that's all. Besides, you should get out of bed and go text someone important. Like Daniel or Max. Daniel is in the city to help with some songs, and I'm due to meet up with him soon, but it really just depends on when he's available. But it's warm here, and it smells like her perfume here. I want coffee, but it's cold.
I bury my face into my pillow, groaning. Willing my legs to move, I peel the sheets back. Being instantly greeted by the freezing cold air, I pull them back over my body. I bury myself into the sheets angrily, groaning even louder.
The sun pours through the window but it's barely enough to prevent my ears from the frosty exposure to the air around me. Luckily, my sheets and blankets are thick, and I'm nice and toasty. Time passes slowly, dripping away like coffee in a percolator.
Suddenly, the sheets are ripped away from me, my entire body being enveloped in thick, icy air. I scream, turning around and seeing a figure.
"Hey! It's me, dum8a$$!" It says, and I see that it's Daniel. I stop screaming and relax, sitting up, "That's better," he continues, "Now get out of bed." He tilts a cup of coffee so that I can see it, and I reach for it, but he yanks it away, running his free hand through his hair.
"I'll get out of bed, but coffee first," I groan loudly at him, but he shakes his head.
"Out of bed first, then coffee," he replies. Finally, I get up and walk heavily to my closet, pulling out one of y/n's oversized hoodies and pulling it on over my head. Slowly, the stabbing pins and needles of cold air dissolve. I make my way over to the window, Dan following me. I sit down on the ground in the sun and Daniel makes his way beside me, passing me my coffee before he hits the ground.
Upon sipping at my takeaway cup, my body wakes up, prompting me to strike up a conversation,
"So, what are you doing here?" I ask, shifting to face Dan.
"Well, I figured that we might as well do some more writing today since you're not busy," he replies, sipping at his own drink placidly, "Besides, I've missed you heaps kiddo."
"Oh... cool. I did have plans today though," I point out, and he looks at me suspiciously.
"And those plans where what exactly?"
"I was gonna sit in bed and text y/n."
"Huh," he chuckles, "Sorry to interrupt your 'eventful' day then," he rolls his eyes, "but you know that we really do need to do some writing if we can?"
"Yeah, I know," I smile at him in confirmation, "And I'm inspired. I'm in the mood today... but you are aware that I only write on my bed right?"
He lets out a laugh, "Of course. There and in the shower on your tit," he points out, "but I'm probably going to be of more use when it comes to writing on your bed."
We both laugh and head back to my room, sitting on my bed with a guitar.
"So," he smirks at me, "You've been... inspired, lately,"
"What's that supposed to mean?!" I chuckle defensively.
"Well, you're wearing her hoodie. OOH, did she ~stay over~?!" I jab him in the rib and he hisses sharply at me, "Well?! I'm just pointing a fact out!"
"Hrghn, no, she didn't. Not in that way anyway," I hiss back at him, "She just left her hoodie here, that's all, and it's cold. All of my warm clothes are either too much effort to put on or dirty."
"Right," he mutters, plucking at the guitar strings, "So, is she your inspiration?"
"Maybe..." I mutter, and he sniggers, "I've been working on a melody. Here, I'll show you-" I get out my phone and click on a piano app, playing the melody:
A,B,C,B,C,
C,B,A,B,G,E,
E,G,F#,D,F#,F#,E
C,B,C,C,B,A,B,G,E,
G, A, F#,D, F#,F#, E
"Hate to break it to ya kiddo, but that's literally Never Ending Song," Daniel says cockily.
"I know," I reply defensively, "But the point is, I kinda wanna write a sequel. Maybe play around with that melody a bit?"
He purses his lips on an 'oh' shape, nodding,
"Right, that makes sense. Is the sequel going to be about your little lady?"
"She's her own person, point a," I blush, "Point b, we're just friends."
"Oh, I'm not counting her capability- if he puts up with you she must be one strong young lady! Second, that's what they all say."
"Right... well, it is about her. I was thinking that maybe this song could be a continuation. For like, NES was about this person's story never stopping no matter how hard I try, and about how I try to forget them or move on but they never stop popping up. Maybe this new song could be about coming to terms with that story never being able to stop, but also starting a new story with someone else, and trying to push past the old story to start a new one."
"Ok, right... I like that," Daniel smiles, "I think you're onto something here Conan."
"Thanks," I blush, averting my gaze from his, focusing on his fingers plucking and pressing the strings of my guitar. He plays a melody similar to Never Ending Song, but it sounds slower and sadder.
"Have you played around with lyrics?"
"Not really. I was focusing on another song with Max last week. I did come up with a few when I got the idea for this song though."
"OH yeah?"
"Yeah. Not exact lines, more like a theme. I want to start with the words 'On and on'. I want to start the song talking about the old love, then start talking about wanting to start this new love but being afraid that 'same-old' Conan will destroy everything. You know, just the girly things."
"Oh, I love that!" he exclaims excitedly, pulling out his phone to write down these notes, "Hey Conan, I'd love to meet this girl. Don't worry, I'll behave!"
"Yeah, she'd like you," I smile at him, blushing even more as I picture her, "I'm having a New Year's Eve party, and she'll be there. It's just me, Doris, Julia, Ashley, Olivia, y/n, Alyssa and Jenna. She doesn't know half of those people, in fact, she only really knows Ash, so she'll be meeting them for the first time and will be nervous, but I'm sure she'd love meeting you! So you can come if you want?"
