"Please Don't Leave..."

His words hung in silence, like a warm breath on a cold, winter night.
"Please don't leave..."
He felt regret and embarrassment wash over him, like a freezing waterfall crashing onto his head.
This shouldn't have beem happening.

He was a pure psychopath; he's killed multiple people, and has barely even remembered any of the events. How could it be that he, a remorseless man, fell in love with a rich, handsome man?

{Based off a roleplay. The characters are tweaked a bit, especially Frank ((he's changed a bunch)) ((He wasn't originally a murderer, but I thought it'd be a bit more interesting... Don't hate me.))}