thea harlow. ›› @yearsgiven.
asked for a starter ♡ based on danny’s playlist. song : someone to you
“ i dunno, ” he replies with a shrug, not looking up from the guitar as he tunes it. the pair sits on the back patio of dorothea’s house, danny s l o u c h e d in his seat as he holds his guitar against his chest. the tuning of his guitar is quiet, as if he’s worried about waking the tiny toddler already safely in her room. as if that w a s n ’ t the reason they’d moved outside anyways, a bottle of wine and two glasses accompanied by his a l w a y s present guitar. they’d had a small friend gathering earlier, and danny had been the last to stick around, under the g u i s e of wanting to play willow this new lullaby he’d been working on. it hadn’t been true. the tune he’d played ended up being fully improvised, but it had worked like a charm. if he’d been honest, he just didn’t want to leave yet. he didn’t want to leave her yet.
however, he couldn’t say t h a t . no matter how true it was, it wasn’t allowed. they were merely friends, and they were great as friends. and even if he d i d want to risk that, was he ready? he hadn’t really TRULY dated anyone since he moved ... did he really want to make thea his test case? absolutely n o t . what this was ... he didn’t know. but it was too important to leave to chance. so instead, his fingers give a final turn to one of the pegs before he’s content with the pitch. with a few quick p l u c k s of his fingers on the strings of his guitar he finally looks back up over to thea. “ i just want to ... be s o m e b o d y to someone, ” he explains, wrinkling his nose slightly as he adds, “ but not like. a boyfriend. i’m just not looking for that right now. so i wouldn’t even say that i’m l o o k i n g . ”