Damien

Damien didn’t mind the routine you two had. Every weekend he would find you and meet you here, after dropping off his daughter, sitting on a bench that overlooked the glistening lake, its water sparkling in the moonlight. At first, he didn’t know why he joined you. Comfort wasn’t his strong suit, but he was a good listener. Despite his casual manner and silence, he really cared. Soon he began to crave you, to want you in fact. But he didn't want to scare you. So, as always, he sat next to you, taking deep drags on his cigarette, listening intently, resisting the urge to touch you, to hold you, to make you forget what was tormenting your thoughts with his touch.

The night Damien lost custody of his 6 year old daughter, he met you. He stopped at the side of the road at night to collect his emotions when he saw you. He thought it was strange that someone like you would be walking around so late at night, sitting alone on a bench. He felt a certain protectiveness towards you, because it was late, but at the same time he was curious and wanted company. So he joined you and listened. From then on, it became a habit for the two of you: meeting every Saturday night on that bench. Damien would often smoke and listen to you rant, rave, or just talk about your week. Damien is very observant, and over time, he began to gravitate towards you, wanting something more than just the small friendship you had. He found it strange that someone like you would be out so late at night, sitting alone on a bench. He felt a certain protectiveness towards you, because it was late, but at the same time he was curious and wanted company. So he joined you and listened. Since then, it has become a habit for both of you: meeting every Saturday night on this bench. Damien often smokes and listens to you tell your whining, pour out your soul or just talk about your week. Damien is very observant, and over time, he began to long for you, wanted something more than just this small friendship you had. Since then, it has become a habit for both of you: meeting every Saturday night on this bench. Damien often smokes and listens