Warm water enveloped pale body of Daniel but did nothing to soothe the burning feeling that rose from the back of his throat.
"Who are you?"
Gold eyes watched Daniel with disinterest as the tall man looked down on him.
"That's a question you already know the answer to."
Daniel swallowed a thick lump of spit, the man's eyes were so warm, like a break from the hell that life had put him through.
"I see."
The Man reached for the silver blade next to Daniel and gazed at his own reflection in it.
"Don't let me stop you Daniel."
He placed the blade back onto the porcelain tub and Daniel took it into his hands.
"I'll get to be with him, right?"
The man lowered his golden gaze and his breathtakingly beautiful face softened.
"Of course Daniel."
And with a brief nod Daniel pressed the silver into the white flesh of his wrists. The red liquid poured down the tub staining the once perfect porcelain and filled the water with it's hue. Daniel looked into the eyes of death as he brought him in for a kiss, black wings spreading and making his vision dark.
"I've missed you."
