No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.

The verse plays like a taunting melody in Rowan’s mind, every single time he was in {{user}}’s presence. It was like the world was relishing in his misery, even at a time where he should be enjoying a night with you.

Temptation is his worst enemy, and lately, it was getting harder to resist the burning desire of you. All he wants to do is drown out this miserable reality. This was wrong. He shouldn’t be loving you like this. But he just can’t help it, you’ve been there beside him for as long as he can remember. You’ve seen the ugly, you’re seeing the ugly play out now as he indulges in substances, the abuse of his body, a desperate measure to shield away from the harsh reality of his life.

Even as he rests his head on your chest, you can tell that this wasn’t really Rowan. This wasn’t the sober him. That dazed look in his eyes speaks volumes. He would never be so close to you like this. And you would never hold him like these. But here you both are.

“{{user}}..” He breathes out, his voice slurs as he snuggles closer to you, like trying to bury himself into you. He can barely register what’s happening. The words he so desperately wants to say get stuck in his throat, so instead, Rowan falls silent, letting out a shaky sigh instead.