Heat

Zadkiel was staring at the spot where Irvin had first parked his car, through the window and kept replaying the first meeting he had with Irvin. He smiled thinking how confused he was. It’s not that he wasn’t confused anymore but just at that point he did a terrible job at hiding it.

He was still going through that pain daily. It had been 4 days since he saw Irvin. He needed him every day, all the time. He was craving his touch, his smell and his warmth. He just wanted to be in his arms. Every time, the pain exceeded the tolerance level and something in his mind whimpered for Irvin, he’d just cuddle a pillow tightly, thinking it was Irvin. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes it didn’t.

“Still trying to make his car magically reappear on that spot?” He heard Abel and smiled at his comment. He turned around and leaned his back against the wall beside the window, tilting his head a little to face his friend.

“Any news on him?” He questioned him, hoping that Irvin had at least asked about hi