The Fallen :: Larry Stylinson

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"Shh, baby. Don't cry." He says while coming towards my beaten down figure on the bed. "Don't cry. I'm here." His thumbs brush against my cheeks, wiping away the moisture. "I-I just want someone to hold at night. Someone to protect from the evil of the world in the darkness of the world. That person has always been you. But I can't." I cry has his arms wrap around me, not fully because of our size difference that I've grown to love more and more over the years.

"Our love is a battle, and as long as it's you I'm fighting for, I won't give in. Ever." He says. I pull him close to me and I lay my head on his chest. I listen to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His chest rises and falls with every breath. I could listen to the musical beat of his heart all night. It's so relaxing. It's what keeps the man who's saved my life a thousand times alive. It's a beautiful sound.

"We need to go shower." He says while running his fingers through my hair. I hum in response and get off of his chest. "You don't have any clothes, do you?" I ask him. "No, I was hoping to borrow some of yours." He says with a slight chuckle. I throw him a pair of boxer shorts and a plain white shirt.

We walk together to the bathroom and I turn on the water so it will start heating up. Louis plants a sweet kiss on my lips before I remove my shirt. We are eventually both stripped down. I admire the tattoos across his body, they tell his story.

Our story.

The water finally reaches our desired temperature and we both step in. I wet my hair under the running water and it drips down the rest of my body. Lou and I trade places and I step to the side. I've always loved how my shower was so big. There's even a small bench in the back of it. Louis steps in front of me, and I look down at him.

"I kind of liked what we had going earlier." He says seductively.

Suddenly, I felt the need to tame my burning desire.