Discaimer: I own nothing. This is just for fun
Michael caught up with him at the bottom of the warehouse
Michael caught up with him at the bottom of the warehouse.
'Alex!'
The other man stopped dead and turned around. They had mere seconds, at best.
'Alex, I…'
'I know, Michael. Believe me I know.'
They stared at each other for a second until Alex raised his hand and put it on Michael's arm where the rose was inked in his skin.
And Michael understood.
