"What do you think of this one?"
"It's too thick. It makes you look emo," Day stands up and walks behind Travis, who is standing in front of the mirror. "I love the look, but it would look ridiculous with all the suits."
Travis laughs as he tugs it off. "Point taken. And what do you have against my suits again?"
"Nothing," Day shrugs as he takes the collar and puts it back in its case. "I love them. But you look older than you actually are. So it's a dilemma if you truly ask me what I think and feel about your suits."
"Oh," Travis tugs at the jacket, looking down at himself. "I really hadn't thought of that."
"It's okay," Day looks at him, smiling as he wraps his arms around his waist. "I love them, but I also want to see your other sides too. I know there are layers to you."
Travis meets Day's gaze through the mirror. "Like?"
Day laughs softly, walking around, and now he stands in front of him. he starts helping Travis out of his jacket, and he complies.
