When the doorbell rings, he smiles as he goes to answer it.
Travis is standing on the other side, a grin on his face that makes Day laugh, eyes crinkling in happiness.
"Hey, look at you finally understanding the concept of doors and their uses."
"I had my doubts, I admit," Travis bows before straightening and keeping his hands behind him. "But now that I see what's on the other side of such an object, I must use them all the time, starting now."
Day raises his eyebrow, cocking his hip, suppressing his own grin. "Oh? So every other door?"
"No, no," Travis shakes his head, his hair is styled casually, finally framing his face, and he is so boyish. Day's heart is hurting from how much he wants to reach out to him. "Just this particular door. I only want who is inside this door, only."
