Disclaimer: Same as chapter 1.
This is really short and I'm sorry, but I really had to get this out of the way before my writer's block took over. I'm open to any suggestions to what you would like to see happen next. :)
'When is he going to wake up?' He had been pacing the plush white carpet for quite some time now, waiting for the beautiful boy to wake up. When he had brought him home he had been hoping to talk to the boy, or at least ask him of his name. But instead he had found the boy passed out when he had finally ended his conversation with the foul smelling dealer.
Finally growing impatient he opened the bedroom door to find the boy tossing and moaning in his sleep. Black satin sheets tangled around the boy's fully clothed figure, as his body thrashed from side to side. Nearly falling out of the king sized bed.
Making his way over to the bed he looked down upon the pathetic form.
Deathly pale skin contrasting sharply with the black sheets, auburn hair in dismay, silky stands falling across closed lids. He had yet to see the boy's eyes, but he suspected them to be a dull brown as most brunettes were. Placing a leather clad hand on the boy's shoulder he was shocked to see the brunette's eyes fly open in alarm. The man was even more surprised that the boy did not have the dull eyes of what was suspected but rather, a raging thunderstorm in their depths. Grey mixed with blue, both swirling for dominance. And far more beautiful a sight then any thunderstorm the man had ever encountered.
-Redrum
Please R/R
This is really short and I'm sorry, but I really had to get this out of the way before my writer's block took over. I'm open to any suggestions to what you would like to see happen next. :)
'When is he going to wake up?' He had been pacing the plush white carpet for quite some time now, waiting for the beautiful boy to wake up. When he had brought him home he had been hoping to talk to the boy, or at least ask him of his name. But instead he had found the boy passed out when he had finally ended his conversation with the foul smelling dealer.
Finally growing impatient he opened the bedroom door to find the boy tossing and moaning in his sleep. Black satin sheets tangled around the boy's fully clothed figure, as his body thrashed from side to side. Nearly falling out of the king sized bed.
Making his way over to the bed he looked down upon the pathetic form.
Deathly pale skin contrasting sharply with the black sheets, auburn hair in dismay, silky stands falling across closed lids. He had yet to see the boy's eyes, but he suspected them to be a dull brown as most brunettes were. Placing a leather clad hand on the boy's shoulder he was shocked to see the brunette's eyes fly open in alarm. The man was even more surprised that the boy did not have the dull eyes of what was suspected but rather, a raging thunderstorm in their depths. Grey mixed with blue, both swirling for dominance. And far more beautiful a sight then any thunderstorm the man had ever encountered.
-Redrum
Please R/R