1 Work in Dan + Shay (Band)
"What about you? What are you interested in?"
Shay stopped in his tracks. He hadn't precisely thought about his preferences; after all, up until the previous night, he had had no reason to. It was true, he himself had gone through his share of girlfriends, but none of them, not a singular one in all of the twenty-five years he had existed on this Earth, had made him feel like Dan had. He was attracted to him in every since of the word, both emotionally and physically, and as he sat there pondering over what exactly his sexual orientation was, a small voice in the back of his mind warned him that he already knew. It was evident in the way Shay looked at Dan, in the way he longed to be close to him, apparent by the way he was falling for him so carelessly and so recklessly, something that happened as instantaneously as a bolt of lightning or a sudden clap of thunder. "You, Dan Smyers," he whispered eventually. "I am interested in you. I have been ever since I laid eyes on you twenty-four short hours ago, and although I don't exactly understand it, I'm not going to question it."