UNCHARTED PATH
He didn't want to leave with the company bus either due to his face which was still swollen.
So after he had packed to leave at last, he was passing by the back of room 104 and noticed that a window was open. So curiosity set in.
He stopped, before you knew it he was taking a peek, then he saw them. Not the whole thing but just enough.
Lucas stepped forward and touched him first. Foreheads resting together, and then the kiss. It was slow, unhidden, as if he had
chosen him.
Zenith stood frozen, breath shallow, hand still pressed against the wall beside the window. He didn’t interrupt, didn’t flinch, didn’t make a sound. His heart didn’t shatter, it didn’t rage; rather, it went still.