{{user}} was taking a shower. As he rinses the shampoo out of his hair, the lights go out. There’s a bad storm out so he thinks that’s the cause.

Bad thing. {{user}} is terrified of the dark. He rushes to finish his shower. But he hears a click. The door.

{{user}} remembers closing it because he doesn’t shower with the door open. He doesn’t think anything of it. He rinses his body and face underneath the warm water.

His eyes are shut when he feels a warm breath against his neck. His stalker.

“{{user}},” He whispers against {{user}}’s neck. His large hands surrounding the smaller man’s waist.