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ETHAN~Some desires could be ignored, I just didn't know his wouldn't be one of them~ “Killan.” I called out, tapping him uneasily, but his blue eyes flickered between its usual shade and a darker shade. It was almost like something I couldn't believe. Something deep down told me to bolt out of here, or perhaps use his weakness as an opportunity to drag him out of my home, but not like this. I wasn't going to be a coward. I wasn't going to throw him out when he could barely hold himself up. “Killan.” I called out again, slightly worried, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist, his long sharp nails tracing over my skin. It was sharp enough to cut, but I knew Killan was still in control. His breathing was ragged, strained, his fingers clenched as he whispered. “I don't want to h..urt you.” he stuttered, like he was fighting something on the inside. It was strange how I didn't want to see him this way. I preferred hearing him yell “Master” than squeeze his face in pain. “Kill

ETHAN ~Some boundaries are made to be broken, I just didn't know mine would be the first to fall~I woke up in Killan's arms, but he was wrapped around me like a blanket, his breath warm against my neck. The fact his arms felt like home made me feel strange, uncomfortable—such a shitty feeling I needed to trash. I tried to push Killan off my body, but he was ridiculously strong even while asleep. He was so heavy, I feared he'd crush me with his body. “Killan.” I snapped, pushing his arm off my waist. “Killan, let go!” Killan made small noises and snuggled even closer. I was so pissed, I wanted to rush out and scream. I was completely frustrated. Killan would definitely be the death of me. After what seemed like hours, Killan finally let go, but I was glaring hard at him as he blinked at me innocently. He always acted innocent regardless of whatever he did. If he was an actor, he'd definitely get an Oscar for this performance. Bravo. I almost felt like clapping m

ETHAN ~Some actions could never be undone, mine bounded me to the devil himself~ I didn't't know how I was able to bear Killan's presence for the whole day, but the next morning, I woke up to the smell of something burning. My stomach dropped. I tossed my comforter off my body and hastily ran towards the kitchen. I'd asked Killan to sleep in the living room, and I strictly told him to touch nothing. Why was the whole space smelling like my apartment was on fire? Upon getting to my small kitchen, I was stunned to find him staring at the flaming remains of a pancake. He was clothed. He kept to his promise. But what the heck was he doing in my kitchen?! He slowly turned to face me, his signature smile plastered on his lips. “I made breakfast.” “Breakfast?” I groaned, taking a step towards the flaming pancakes. “You're setting my kitchen on fire.” I pointed out, pushing him aside as I got to work. He'd said he made breakfast, but everything was burnt. Not a single p

ETHAN ~Some actions could change your whole life, but I didn't know if mine was for the better~ I panicked. With this grown up man licking my cheeks, adrenaline shot through my system. Pushing him off me, I grabbed a small vase resting my the side of my bed and pointed at it. “Come close to me once more and you'll get it.” Patiently, I watched the young man, expecting him to snap out of it and start blurting out whatever the shit just occured, but he just stared back at me. He didn't flinch, didn't try to cover up his naked self, he just gazed at me with innocent curiosity. “Master.” He repeated again, his voice hoarse and oddly submissive. I'd pretended not to hear it earlier, but right now, I couldn't take it anymore. Dropping the vase with a sharp sound, I turned to him. “Don't fucking call me that.” “Master.” He repeated again—I had to wonder if that was the only word he knew. I shook my head and took a step towards him. “I. Said. Don't. Fucking. Call. Me. That.” T

ETHAN ~The rain smelled like regret, but I still stopped for him. That was my first mistake~ My life had always been shitty. I left my girlfriend's apartment after getting the shock of my whole life. I found Alicia riding my bestfriend, moaning out loudly as she yelled his name. I felt a pang of pain in my chest. Even now, it felt suffocating to accept the betrayal. I never made her moan like that. Never enjoyed being with her. Because deep down, I never wanted her at all. I tried so hard to blend with the public, to act normal, but nothing was working. I was different. And maybe it was high time I started accepting the fact that I'd never want to be with girls. The sky released the rain like it'd been holding back it's tears for a very long time. Drip. Drip. Drip. With each step I took, the constant sound kept ringing in my ears, my shoes drenched with water. My rent was almost due. My landlord was literally on my neck, but here I was, walking on the street