Every day, Mariku watched Malik,
Following him like a shadow.
During the sun's hours,
Mariku never let himself fall far away from Malik,
staying nearby at all times.
Though Malik didn't know.
He didn't notice when Mariku crept into his apartment.
He didn't notice when he hid in his closet, watching him
He never noticed anything.
Oh how naive he was.
Mariku loved that about him.
Malik had become his obsession,
thinking of him the only way he made it through his days,
of being confused at who he really was.
A contemplation of if he was supposed to exist at all.
Every night, Mariku repeated his ritual,
so he could contain his lust.
It was getting to the point, that he could hardly stop himself.
He could hardly stop himself from pouncing on Malik,
and taking him roughly on the floor.
He wanted to treat him like his queen.
But at the same time he wanted to break him.
And the urge to shatter his soul overrode all.
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Iniquity
FanfictionThe second Mariku got his own body, he went after Malik. In a sick sense, he believed that since at one time, Malik was part of him, that he owned him. -This is written as a group of Poems-
