Soft light curls frame a gentle face as the sunlight streams through the window of his bedroom, his skin was slightly more tan than normal but he'd been spending time in the yard working out, trying anything he could to fight his depression. His chest had two tattoos, one for his family and the other for his partner, the boy who had won his heart the moment they met as children, his Phone buzzed with the familiar tone of Elliot's voice calling his name. It was his way of knowing who text him, rolling over and stuffing his glasses on he unlocked his phone smiling at the message. TXT-EliBear: [ Good morning my love, what do I need to pack/ wear for the day and I shall get ready, can't wait to get away with you]












