... experience it again. You leaned closer to him, blowing your breath gently against him on purpose. “Why can't we stay like this? I missed you, Erich. Can't a man spend his time with his beloved, @morrowlights? I've found you, so I'm not letting go.”

“How can I trust that you're not going anywhere?” Your grip, if anything, tightened. A warning that you're not letting go anytime soon. Why should you? What if he were to escape after that? What if he were to hide again? As much as you love chasing him, you'd rather not ...

Back then, you were almost like a teenager. Quiet, and naive, even. Yet something awakened inside you the moment you realized Erich disappeared, which leads you to this moment. All those years of learning Erich planted obsession within your heart, and you've yet to realize.

“I thought you'd know I'd be stubborn and infuriating, considering how long you stayed with me before.” You giggled, clearly unaware that it wasn't entirely you talking—it was your deepest desire. Your words came out different from a fact that happened in the past.

His name bubbled in your heart, calling out for him like he's far away from you. Heck, even his words didn't even come through entirely; your head was clouded by the fact that he wasn't blocking your airway again. A mess, you were. An insane mess, perhaps.

“I'm not ready to let go of you. I can't imagine myself without you, @morrowlights. So, please. Come back to me.”

Your initial plan was not to fall in love, but you did. And when he left, your world crumbled apart, but you weren't willing to return to your past life. “I love you, I really do.” You whispered as you began to have difficulties breathing.

You began to cut down eating those dense store-made food, and started cooking for yourself more. You started to pay more attention to your appearance, even making sure that your hair looked fluffy enough for Erich to even touch. Many things about you changed thanks to him.

You didn't want them to be the one putting all the effort while you struggle with your feelings. You can't promise that you'll return the favor. Until Erich arrived in his life like a splash. Everything about you—in and out—changed drastically.

“I was on my own until you came along, and your presence seemed to have made its own mark on me.” You used to think that you'd die alone. You lost your family, and you never once thought of falling in love. Even if someone tried their chance, you'd reject them.

Your hand went up to his, caressing it gently with your thumb. Your other arm remained on him, unwilling to falter even for a second. “Did you know that you brought colors to my life, Erich?” Colors that kept you alive. Colors that show the world was still worth living.

“I'm glad you understand my wish, dearest.” A lopsided grin spread through your lips, despite your breathing blocked. “But, don't you think I deserve a bit of recognition for being able to track you down this far, even recognizing you after all those months?”

Another inch closer, close to having your lips touch his. “Stay with me, @morrowlights.”

“𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚.” “And I will never, ever let you escape my grasp again. Try to run, and I will chase you. Try to hide, and I will find you. You try to rebel against me, I shall put you in place. I can even do things that you think I'm not able to.”

... fueling the desire that burns your sanity. You let it. You didn't stop it. It's what you wished for. So, you leaned even closer to him, placing your forehead against his as you whispered in the most quiet voice; only for him to hear, to realize, to understand.

Erich changed the trajectory of you life drastically that you took the assumption that you won't be able to function normally without him. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘾𝙖𝙞𝙣. That name rang in your heart like chant, ...

“You may think that you're dead in my life, but you're still here; you're breathing and alive, even though not in the form of Cain. I don't need Cain anymore. You're the one that I need.” People would say you're desperate, but you won't even deny that.

“Can you blame someone who's in love for doing things like these? Anyone would do anything in the name of love, you know.” And if there's anything in your way, you won't even hesitate to get rid of it by all means. Even if it's yourself, you'll destroy yourself for him.

You took his hand in yours, placing it right by your chest; the exact spot that would allow him to feel your heartbeat. “You can feel that, right?” You spoke, staring straight towards his eyes, locking eye contact with the person you've longed for months.

“I want you, Cain.” A smile broke on his face—wide and unsettling as it was laced with twisted desire rather than actual happiness. “I want you by my side again. I want you to never leave me alone, like what you did months back. I need you, @morrowlights.”