The Architect Of My Ruin
The rushing water was already swirling, washing away the stark evidence of his lonely release into the white tiled floor.
He gritted his teeth.
"Another seed wasted.." he murmured bitterly into the steam.
He let his head fall backward against the wall, closing his eyes once more as the downpour of water washed over his face, trying to drown out the unhinged, desperate craving that was slowly eating him alive.
~♠︎~
A few minutes later, the door to the walk-in closet clicked open.
Killian stepped out into the dimly lit bedroom, wearing nothing but a pair of low slung, dark gray sweatpants.
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