Chapter 4

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I am so terribly sorry for the long wait and I feel terrible for it. I was originally going to wait for summer to start but it is already one and two days into summer, but I think it only started two days ago because I still had spring sports to attend to (WE WON STATES-again) Anyways I will really try to post more. Again I am sorry O.O

I don't own anything but the plot

Danny spent his walk home thinking about the man who ran into him, literally. He had a certain charm about him that intrigued Danny. He had been completely mesmerized when he talked. And that deep voice that sent chills up his spine without his consent.

Only one word could describe what Danny was feeling: fear. Utter fear from talking to someone, a man of similar size and build. It just wasn't that Vlad was a man but it was the fact that he had towered over Danny in not just height. He placed a mask on when he was talking to a stranger hoping the taller man could not see through him and realize how afraid Danny was in their brief encounter. Danny felt inadequate to the stranger. Vlad was just more. There was no better way to describe how Danny felt. He was less and the suited man was more. And more scared Danny.

As Danny reached his building he climbed up the stairs to his small apartment, getting slightly out of breath from climbing four flights of the shabby yellow stained stairs. He made quick work of digging his keys out of his pocket and inserted the key into the doors lock. When he entered he put his stuff down by the door and proceeded to enter his room so he could have some form of relaxation from his day at work.

Danny loved his customers and talking with them was a way for him to actually talk with people on a small scale, but the fear of what every person could do puts him on edge and makes him forget how to relax. He does this to himself every day and it builds up over time adding to his ever increasing exhaustion. When it builds up too much, Danny's body just can't take it and will force him to surrender to his own needs without a say-so from Danny. This has never happened before the... no, he can't think of it. Like it happened yesterday and not six years ago. He just needs to get over it, but honestly, if you are not over it by now, will you ever?

Danny collapses on top of his bed, face first into his plush pillows. Danny's room is not as good as professing Danny's love of space as his bakery, but it does the job for the young man. The bedding is a galaxy format where the pillows have a moon on one side and sun on the other, and both rock and star are surrounded by the constellations. While the Pillowcases are realistic and based on the actual sky, the puffy bed comforter is the usual galaxy design where the center is a scare of white color with pinks, yellows, blues, and greens leak from it in lightning bolt shapes. And of course, there is a splatter of different shape white dots surrounding the lightened hole in the blanket's sky to give the visual effect of a night sky.

Even though the bed set was unrealistic, it still meant the world to Danny to have his forgotten dream still live on in his life. When Danny was young and adults asked them what they wanted to be when they grew up, Danny always said "an astronaut" at age three, ten, and even in the beginning of high school, before he realized that his dream wasn't going to be a reality.

The rest of Danny's room is dark with black dressers and a bedside table to match. The walls are painted a dark navy blue. Danny had to ask his landlord if he could actually paint the once yellow crusted walls in a bold blue and ended up baking the man cinnamon rolls as well as oatmeal raisin cookies to coax the man into allowing him to paint the walls a different color. After the color ordeal, Danny's landlord actually started to go to his bakery and buy the heavenly cinnamon rolls and the otherworldly oatmeal cookies. Of course Danny only heard the man mutter these things about his cooking when he was either muttering it under his breath or it was painfully obvious that even Danny, the clueless wonder, couldn't miss the way the man's eyes rolled to the back of his head when he took a bite of his baked goods.

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