'wires' - phan

III

procrastinating writing a better chapter but i want to update so-

dan smiles up at the boy's terrified face, giggling as he hops out of bed, completely naked except for a small pale pink choker around his neck.

"how did you sleep?" he says, fixing his curly hair in the bedroom mirror.

the stranger is speachless,

his face is whiter than the bedsheets they had previously gotten intimate in.

"w-who are you"

he says, his voice barely above a whisper.

dan smiles in the mirror, twirling and bouncing back onto the bed, stretching his tired limbs.

"dan" he yawns, wrapping the warm bedsheets around his bare body.

"dan..." the stranger pushes his glasses up the ridge of his nose before crossing his arms, expecting for dan to state his full name.

"just dan."

dan smiles up at the man, who still looks very confused.

"but you never told me your name."

the man stares blankly at dan before clearing his throat.

"phil lest- um...just phil." he says.

dan untangles himself from the pile of blankets on the bed and stands up.

he holds his hand out, signaling for phil to shake it.

phil backs up, looking around for an exit or a place to hide or something.

nothing.

they shake hands, it's a bit awkward for one, being that dan is completely naked, and because he's left handed.

"well. now that we've properly introduced ourselves, i want breakfast." dan claps his hands together and smiles.

he walks around the room and grabbing his scattered clothes.

phil puts his shoes on and fixes his hair in the mirror.

"i'm gonna take a quick shower actually." dan says from in the bathroom.

"o-okay." phil stutters, waiting by the hotel room door.

phil paces around the dark room, lost in his thoughts.

why why why

-by troye sivan