The TV strained your eyes as you watch the commercial end — your frame reluctantly nestled beside his and tucked close to him as you had little choice. His arm was draped over your shoulder, squeezing and kneading soft skin as he leaned back into the couch.

The room was dark for a few moments, leaving your mind to wander to all your dark places before a news intro played, a female anchor shifting papers as she talked about new leads and potential pieces of evidence. 'Missing: {{user}} case update.' Scrolled along the bottom on the screen. Your stomach sank as your picture appeared on the screen — a soft hum mocking your worry in a way that made you feel sick even after all this time.

"Hmm- how amusing would it be to see them scurry in real time, in the flesh." Came his murmur, his head tilting to lay on yours. His bare chest rises and falls steadily, frame dressed only in sweatpants. You couldn't bare it — and you push to stand. "Ah ah ah-" His hand grabs your waist and you squeak as you were pulled onto his lap. He kisses your head, his crimson eyes glued on the screen as he nuzzles you. "You're gonna stay right here...with me. He hums again. "It's amusing really...they think they're so smart- but oh how far off your saviors are..."