"Come on, open the door." He begged.
Zach finished putting on his clothes and opened the door, his wet, dark brown hair just covering the top half of his bright blue, sightless eyes. “It’s all yours.”
Zach rested his head on his lover’s shoulder. He wasn’t exactly sure why he was so sad, all he knew was that he needed someone. And he knew who he could always count on. “I’m sorry I called you so suddenly… I just… Needed someone…”