Adore Delano Imagines/One Shots

Rainy weather

Part 2?
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The sound of the rushing rain hitting against
the window pane provides comfort as it reminds me of home. It's the first time it's rained all summer. From the bright yellow sun heating the pavement to extreme temperatures, to a humid, thundery downpour saturating the entire city. Raindrops trickle down, one by one, like a race against eachother. I look down from my apartment window, exposing the cities skyline.
I tower above tiny outlines of people going about their busy lives. Lines of traffic congest the water covered roads, hundreds of cars producing clouds of exhaust from the dust coated pipes. The red, green and orange traffic lights reflect against the puddles of rain, providing a note of colour, along with a mother & child wearing matching yellow rain coats. Though you would expect it to be cold, the humidity breathes steam on my window, clouding my view momentarily until I receive a text.

Danny: Hey, I'm bored as fuck, can I come over?
Y/N: Hmmm... let me think
Danny: I'm on my way you fucker

Danny and I have been friends for about 5 years now. We met on the set of Rupauls Drag Race as I'm apart of the camera crew filming every season, including All Stars of course. Ru doesn't usually like when staff have relationships with the queens for whatever reason but he made an exception. You could describe our relationship as platonic for sure. We're very affectionate towards eachother but neither of us raise any questions about it. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't in love with him but I know he certainly doesn't feel the same way. I was there when he's had countless boyfriends, and I was there when those boyfriends broke his heart into pieces.

He lives about 15 minutes away from me as his house is in the suburbs so I don't expect him to be here anytime soon. Nostalgia.. the thing that keeps me awake most nights. It's funny how good memories can turn to bad ones. I light a cigarette and inhale the stress relieving fumes. Lately my mental health has been dismal. Feelings of inadequacy & denial hang over me like a little cloud over my head, much like today's weather. I've finally made the decision that today is gonna be the day that I tell Danny I don't want to see him anymore. Our relationship riddles me with unnecessary depression all because I'm in love with him. I hear a rhythmic knock on my door. Must be him.

"what up" I say swinging the door open greeting him with a smile. "Hey, I missed you babe" he says wrapping his long thin arms around my waist pouting. "We facetimed for 3 hours last night, how can you miss me" I joke as he gazes into my eyes inches away from my face giving a cheeky grin. He wore red and black high waisted tartan pants & a black baggy legalise marijuana tshirt tucked in.

We sit opposite eachother on the large cushioned window sill sipping steaming cups of coffee looking out the window. Danny and I could talk for hours and never run out of things to say, and even if we do, it's never awkward. His thin tattooed hands wrap around the clay mug as he stares at the thick grey clouds that stretch for miles. "So you've a gig in Chicago soon, when are you leaving for that?" I ask "yeah, I haven't booked my flights or anything yet but next week, speaking of.... I want you to come with me, it'll me fun, Chicago's night life is supposed to be awesome so we could meet some guys eyy?" He says playfully poking me. "That sounds great but I can't go Danny" I say anxiously trying to think of an excuse "what, why not?" He raises an eyebrow, "I..... have a thing, I have work" I mutter, "work? They're casting season 10 this early?" He curiously asks. "Yeah, I was surprised too when I found out, you should bring John" I lie sipping my coffee. I hate lying to him, and I never do, well other than hiding my feelings for him, but is that really lying? I just don't want to leave him so soon, so making the time last is all I can do. "Aw that sucks, yeah I guess he'll come" he says slightly disappointed.

I take out my guitar and play Malibu by Miley Cyrus as he sings along. God I love his crystalline voice. He nails every single verse without fail. "Teach me how to play" he says taking the wooden guitar from me. I teach him a few chords though he can't seem to get the hang of it. I'm behind him, my arms wrap around his back guiding where his fingers go on the neck of the guitar.

It's 10:30pm and we lay on my unmade bed, his head embedded in my lap as I stroke his hair. I leave a window open as the heat of the room is unbearable. The sound of the heavy rain intensified by the minute only making the atmosphere more & more peaceful. "Dan" I whisper, "yeah babe" he replies, playing with my fingers. "We need to talk" i say as he sits up facing me. "okay, please don't make this harder than it already is..." i announce starting to tense up. "Dude you're scaring me.." he says in a fretful tone. I reassure myself that this is the best thing to do, that the jealousy, the fear of rejection, the self loathing will be all gone and it'll be worth it. "Dan I can't do this anymore" I say under my breath as a tear falls down my cheek. The colour drains from his face and he grabs my hand. "What? Do what? Are you okay?" I quickly pull my hand away from his grip.

"What the fuck is all this about, why won't you tell me? So you just want me out of your life completely. What the FUCK did I do?" He shouts standing infront of me. "Danny just get out please, I said don't make this harder than it already is" I say trying to hold back the flood of tears trembling. "No I'm not fucking leaving until I get answers, you're my bestfriend & I'm not loosing you" even the word bestfriend fills me with anger as to how clueless he could be. As if I haven't  made it clear enough that I have feelings for him. "This makes no fucking sense you asshole" he says hitting my chest forcefully. "yknow what..... I'm leaving, you got what you wanted" he storms down the hallway, slamming the door shut.

I breakdown in tears. The person I spent every living minute with, the person who knew me more than I knew myself, the person who I loved more than anyone else, was gone.  I thought I'd feel relief once I finally detached myself from him but I was so wrong. Now I don't even get to enjoy his presence because he hates me, well I'd hate me too. Sitting on the edge of my bed I glance up and see the framed picture of Danny kissing me on the cheek at pride. I think of what could've been & all the missed opportunities I let slip through my hands like sand, and with one swing the frame shattered into a million pieces.