On his way to his room, Riley can't stop the nagging feeling that claws at him, pulling him apart from the inside.
His mind won't rest now that Henry is not close.
It's almost as if distance from Henry allows his head to work again. Whenever Henry is close, when he's touching him, kissing him, when his voice is murmuring against his skin... logic disappears.
But when Riley is alone, when Henry's warmth isn't pressed against him, his thoughts return, sharp and relentless.
He wants to be close to Henry. He really does. Every fiber in him aches for it. But why does it feel like he's losing himself in the process? Why does Henry's touch feel like chains disguised as comfort, like every brush of his fingers rewires Riley's mind to obey?
His moods rise and fall depending on Henry's actions.
