[Paramour]

[💔]Phantom Touches

Phantom Touches

-Cashmeire-

Burger King & McDonalds

Ronald ran his hand over the spot next to him. Empty. Like always, he didn't know what he was expecting, that's how it always was. He rolled over and picked his phone up off the dresser.

Wendy- Have you seen BK lately?

Wendy- Hello?

Missed call from Wendy

Wendy- Please pickup the goddamn phone

Burger King- I left my wallet there, please drop it off.

Ronald ran his hand across the dresser again and picked up the cold leather object.

Yeah I'll drop it off today

delivered

Thanks.

Do you think we could talk about last night?

Seen

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He knocked on the door of the penthouse and waited nervously for an answer. The door creaked open to reveal Burger king in his usual formal attire.

"Hey." He mumbled

Ronald fumbled with the object in his hands.

"I uh, I got your wallet."

Burger King looked down at the man's hands.

"Thanks.."

Ronald rubbed his upper arm awkwardly

"Do you want to come in?"

"Yes please."

Ronald stepped inside the doorway and glanced at the white mat. 'Welcome to our home'

"Ironic", He thought. The man was anything but welcoming.

Ronald sat on the white cushioned couch, which he could only assume was for vanity since it was everything but comfortable. Burger king didn't bother to sit next to him, instead pushing his glasses up his face and continuing to type away at the computer on the table. Ronald's phone vibrated in his pocket.

Wendy-Goddamnit Ronald I know you're there

"So how's your morning?" Ronald asked, shifting on the scratchy couch.

"Same as usual" The man replied, not turning his gaze away from whatever it was fixed on.

"Yeah, haha" Ronald silenced his phone "Can I have a drink, or something?"

"Yeah sure." Ronald followed behind him as Burger king walked to the painfully monochrome kitchen.

"Water, wine?" He asked.

"Water is fine."

Burger king passed Ronald a glass of water as he grabbed a large bottle of wine to pour into a glass.

"So about last night."

Burger king glanced up from his glass,

"What about it?"

"You uh," Ronald looked down at his glass "You left."

Burger king shot him a confused look,

"What did you expect?" Burger king took another sip of wine "I had more important things to do"

Ronald felt a pang in his chest.

"Yeah, haha, you're right."

Ronald placed his glass into the sink as Burger king wrapped his arms against his waist,laying harsh kisses against his neck. Light touches against his chest. Phantom touches. Touches that were there for a second, but never the next.

After all, what did he expect? He had better things to do.