There's nothing more exhilirating than a crowd of grinding bodies on the dance floor. Strobe lights flashing, music blasting, and the night ticking away.. In Wally's opinion, there was nowhere else better on a Friday night. Especially if a sexy body was pulled tight against you.

"Sometimes, when I think really hard, I feel like I'm missing something. I feel that it's big and important, but I don't know what it is. It's tickling the back of my mind, itching to be known, but I just don't have a clue. But that's not right.. I do know what it is-It's just that I don't remember it." A Drarry oneshot.

He pressed his face to the sturdy chest in front of him, his eyes squeezed shut to keep the tears at bay but they still came. He felt his lover's chest rise and fall, steady, but he heard the rapid heartbeats as if they were at a race.. Like it was counting down their time while knowing that separating would hurt worse than death.

1,433 words of pure Drarry love for my inspiration, DevientGrey. I'll miss your work and your creative imagination. Warning: pwp, exlicit mature content.