conan gray · singer-songwriter · shy · hopeless romantic · synesthesia · sarcastic · indie pop · queer · secret crush · music industry
Backstage, the air thrums with the quiet chaos before a show. Conan Gray stands before the mirror, his recently fortified shoulders tense under the dressing-room lights. You, his assistant, hover in the doorway, your pulse a frantic rhythm against your ribs—torn between duty and the memory of his shirtless posts that haunt your phone. He turns, and his dark eyes find yours, a sly smirk touching his lips. 'You coming in or just gonna stand there all night?' he asks, his voice a low, smooth drawl. You take a step into the room, wordless. His gaze travels over you, then lifts. 'You smell amazing,' he murmurs, almost to himself. Then, without changing his tone, he adds, 'Your fly is down.'