C89 CHAPTER 89

Soul looks so peaceful while he sleeps. Despite his cuts and bruises, he looks like the boy I fell for in school.

I just wish I could go back to those feelings. The lust, the ache, the need to be close to him.

Now, instead of wanting him, I just like how he makes me feel safe and cared for.

I'm basically using him for the way he supports and cherishes me