He doesn't remember how they got up here.
All that registers is the door closing, and then they are alone.
Finally, its juts them two.
Again.
Travis walks up to him slowly before he takes his hand, pulling it up to wrap it around his neck, and Day does the same and then caresses the back of his neck.
Travis doesn't kiss him immediately, instead pressing their foreheads together, breathing each other in for a moment.
Day closes his eyes and sighs.
He is falling. Hard. Fast. He doesn't know how it is possible to love a person this intensely, as intensely as he feels for Travis.
He can feel how much Travis feels for him, too. He has been trying to keep it at bay, Day can tell.
But moments like these, when they are back in their own space, holding each other like this, where words would break the sanctity of the moment, he feels it.
He feels it all, and he lets himself swim in it.
Drown in it. Breathe it in and out.
They melt their bodies together, lips pressing.
