InsaneJournal

He couldn’t fall asleep. He wanted his warmth, needed his heat. 
‘Come home, Justin…’ 
Tonight is the beginning of the end. 
‘He loves me…in ways that you can’t.’ His words dug holes in his brain, punctured his chest and…whatever lies within. 
‘It’s not three yet.’ He hoped. 
He heard the door opening and closing. Brian waited in the dark, footsteps echoed as Justin walked towards the bedroom. Brian watched as he undressed, then made a room in bed for him. As he wrapped his arm around Justin he thought, ‘He’s not with me anymore…I’m losing him…’ and closed his eyes.

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He opened the door. The quietness of the loft is insanely deafening. The blue lights above the bed that is usually on is now off he noticed. Cold sensation washed over him. He walked towards the bedroom; he’s still up. Their eyes met. 
Tonight’s the beginning of the end.
‘In ways that I won’t,’ was his reply to him earlier. His words dug holes in his brain, punctured his heart…
He took his clothes off. Brian pulled the covers for him; he crawled in bed with him. As Brian wrapped his arm around him, he thought, ‘I’m leaving him…I’m leaving…’