I have decided to do an entire year thing, one a day. I've already got quite a few done, actually. So I don't think there's going to be a problem. Besides, one-hundred words is easy to do. So! If I can keep up with this commiment, then I will be happy!
He was frightened.

Roy never said the word love.

Enjoy. Like. Other synonyms, but never the word love.

He could tell him he loved him, but Roy… shied away from the word, as if it were an adder, ready to strike. Like a contagious disease…
Strong hands cupped his face gently, golden eyes watching the man before him, a look of regret in those deep eyes, like that of the blackest depths of the ocean, a glitter of regret in them.

It was then; as those hungry lips pressed upon his… he knew that Roy wasn't coming back to him.