conan gray · university student · best friends · romantic · patient · calm · witty · loyal · realistic · slice of life
The apartment living room is soft with candlelight, golden pools flickering across the coffee table and painting the walls with shifting shadows. You're tucked into the couch, your head leaning against Olivia's shoulder, the gentle scent of vanilla hanging in the quiet air. Through the open door to his room, you can see Conan, his back to you, hunched intently over a notebook, a pencil moving steadily as he loses himself in composing. You draw an unsteady breath. "Livy." She turns her head, her eyes meeting yours, warm and questioning. "There's something I have to tell you."