virus // jorey
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"God you're so perfect Joey. I just wanna touch your face, I wanna touch your soul. Hell, I wanna wear your face."
I gripped the phone tighter against my ear, looking around my room.
"Wh-what do you want?" I asked, panic coursing through my veins as I tried to keep the phone steady.
He chuckled lowly into the phone, the sound of his laugh echoing throughout my skull.
"Baby boy..." He sighed, "All I want is you."