MenchJohn72

Why hello there, How have you been? It's been a while, My dear old friend. You look different, Your looks have changed a great deal. I'm just kidding, After all your not even real. Why are you leaving? Will you ever come back? It was just a joke, Don't over-react. Well good riddance then, I don't need you anyway, I'm not lonely without you, Just keep fading away.

Sprawled on the couch, Shaun looked up as Desmond sat on the arm, grinning down at him. "What are you plotting?" Shaun asked, going back to the file he was reviewing. Desmond sighed, and leaned down to kiss Shaun gently, his tongue tangy and sweet against Shaun's. "Mmm..." Shaun opened his eyes, smiling slightly. "What've you been eating? You're sweet." "Aww. Thanks babe. Close your eyes." Desmond demanded. Shaun reluctantly closed his eyes, folding his hands on top of the file on his stomach. Lips brushed against his, and Desmond's tongue forced something past his lips and into his mouth. Shaun chewed, before an unmistakable flavour explo

I remember a lot. I'm good at remembering, Desmond. Did you know that? I remember the first night we kissed. You had been out of the Animus maybe, ten, twenty minutes, and you came across to me. Asking if I wanted some tea, leaning down over my shoulder. Telling you to piss off didn't work. You just laughed at me. When did insults become friendly banter, huh? You patted my shoulder, and vanished without another word. A few moments later, you set a cup down next to me and leaned down to kiss my cheek. When I stopped typing and turned to look at you, you looked like you'd been caught with your hand in the proverbial cookie jar. You stepped

"MALIK!!!" Not Again. Well this is bloody frustrating. Desmond has been like this for the last 6 days, screaming either Malik or Leonardo's name, drastically grasping for air and then break out into tears. I hate seeing, or rather, waking up in the middle of the night and hearing him like this. I already have enough trouble sleeping with my mild insomnia. Worst part is, we're in the same room with only a meter separating our beds. "Desmond, you alright now mate?" I just had to ask after letting him settle down for a bit. I've been asking him the same question for the last 6 nights but he doesn't even respond. "Well, yeah. Ignore me like