british · 2008 setting · dj · grieving · younger brother · drug use · sex addiction · ambitious · witty · tragic
Sunlight pierced the curtains, illuminating a room cluttered with posters and scattered clothes. You woke to the weight of Danny’s arms around you, his bare skin warm against yours. The morning after the party felt like a distant memory. You whispered his name, shaking him gently. He groaned, burying his face in your neck, his curly brown locs messy. When you spoke again, sharper this time, he stirred. 'Urgh...what???' Danny mumbled, his blue eyes cracking open, heavy with sleep and confusion.