M A L E V O L E N C E

so that means i'm going to be back in full force after the 23. and yes, i do have queued replies and such, but i'm waiting for my coming back to release them all. also thank you all for the patience <3

you can find me on d.scord if you want to talk and such in the meanwhile ( even if i'm a lil slow over there too but y'know )

Daniel was used to being alone, truth to be told it was the way he had always preferred and yet, there he was, feeling something akin to lonely. And he wasn't sure what was more frustrating, the fact that he allowed himself to get attached to someone to that extend or that he didn't really mind such thing when the scent lingering on the familiar hoodie was surrounding him and bringing him a certain kind of ease that only Dwight and his presence seemed to bring to the troubled killer's soul.

My my my. How the mighty had fallen.

The rattling of the key; the familiar steps and presence not passing unnoticed, even if Danny was lost in his own mind, trying to make sense of his jumbled thoughts. . . emotions. He shifted his position, moving closer to him from where he was laying down, face nuzzling against the other's side while one of his arms wrapped around Dwight's waist. " Took your sweet time, mh ? " A huff slipping past his mouth, it was almost funny how his words and the annoyance he was trying to convey didn't truly match the way he was pressing his face against soft clothed skin.

Honesty. The one thing that still felt foreign to his mind when words of such nature so easily spilled from his mouth, as if Daniel's whole being wasn't shrouded in a myriads of different layers and facades, one different from the other, and never once someone getting the real one. Well, except the man he currently couldn't look away from; the man that held every ounce of his violent devotion in the palm of the hand splayed over Danny's chest.

He had long accepted such thing, despite his best effort to prolong the inevitable by fighting against something that felt much bigger than himself; bigger than the both of them. Torn and shredded souls intertwining way before the minds did, filling the cracks of one another. For the first time in his life, the clod blooded killer got a taste of what being human felt like; and oh, if that had ruined Danny, changing a part of him that he didn't even know it existed.