Control

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Now. Now, I sit in my car. Now I slowly and nervously make my way to you. Now, I am coming. Now, I remember everything I was supposed to. 

I remember where your room is. Second floor, on the left. I remember your plans for tonight. Movie night with Taehyung, got canceled because he got sick. I made him sick. 

He won't stop me. 

I wait. I wait until you get home. I wait until you've eaten a good meal. I wait until you've settled in. I wait until after you've showered. You've been working out again. I wait until you lay in bed. I wait until you get comfortable. I wait until you put headphones in to sleep. I wait until you don't expect a thing. 

I enter your room once again. 

Beautiful is what you are when your eyes are closed. Beautiful is what you are when you have no idea I am standing right in front of your bed watching you. Beautiful is your breath I feel against my skin. Beautiful is your panicked face when I pin you down, taking absolute control. 

Control, something I usually have unless you are involved. Control, something I finally gained over you. 

You stopped fighting. 

You asked who I am, you don't remember me. You asked why, why was I doing this. 

I told you I loved you. 

Beautiful, the way your lips felt against mine. Beautiful, the way your body felt against mine. Beautiful, the way your hands felt in mine. Beautiful, the way your voice said my name. Beautiful, the face you made when I pulled you into a gentle embrace.  Beautiful, the way you cried out when I told you that you'd be mine now. Beautiful, the way you looked laying on your bed, unconscious. 

Tied, arms. Tied, legs. Tied, ribbon on your eyes. 

Light, you were light to carry. Light, your smile the day I first saw you. Light, all the music you had was light.

Headphones, in your ears. 

Time, it moves so fast when you are happy. Time, it moved so fast on our way home. Time, it was finally time. 

Light, only one in my basement. Light, it was bright so I didn't shine it at your face. 

Love, I love the way you look right now.

Tied, to a chair.