*Don´t wait for me -story below*

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Max’s name lights up on Damien’s phone.

“I’m going to be late tonight. Don’t wait for me.”

Damien stares at the message for a moment, brows furrowing as his eyes linger on the screen. Then he tosses the phone onto the bed.

“I won’t.”

Bothered by a feeling he can’t quite name, he wanders through the huge luxury apartment. The rooms feel too quiet… his chest too heavy.

When did it start?

Since when does he hate being alone?

Fresh from the shower, his skin still warm, he moves to the chair where Max’s shirt lies neatly folded. He hesitates only for a second before pulling it over his head.

As he slowly inhales Max’s scent, saliva gathers in his mouth. He swallows.

“Ngh…”

It smells like him...like safety and home.

Like everything Damien pretends he doesn’t need.

He lies down on the bed and buries his nose in the snow white sheets. The oversized fabric slips against his bare skin, heightening his senses. The bed, soaked in Max’s scent, feels like a pool of temptation.

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