It's Only Rock 'n Roll (But I Like It) – The Rolling Stones
After every hellish dead-end relationship he had been in, Horatio was positive that Rick could never love him. They had been going steady for less than a month and he was already positive that the younger man was cheating on him. He had no idea if this was true; it just felt like it should be. Their sexual exploration stage was beginning to wind down; he knew that Rick didn't want it to.
He gave himself a good, long look in the mirror. For a brief instant, he could see himself covered in his own blood. He would lie there, dying on the bedroom floor with Rick hovering over him. Rick's beautiful brown eyes would fill with tears as he would damn himself for rushing things with his lover.
As quickly as the image came, it was gone. He shook his head, trying to forget it. He walked away from the mirror, opting to play an old record instead of destroying anything.