Milos drove his motorcycle into town with a heavy heart. It had been at least thirteen years since the human he dated destroyed his heart but he was still scared to see him again. Huxly had been the first man he ever loved and Milos guessed he should have known something was up since Huxly would never be in public with him and kept their relationship a secret from his parents but he had been foolish, young and very much in love so he didn’t let himself see Huxly was ashamed. He could still remember the day he ran back into the deep woods and never looked back on the human town. The pain was still so fresh it may as well have been yesterday. It almost pissed Milos off that he still loved Huxly but he had never been able to stop. The day they broke up it had been because Milos kissed him on the cheek in front of his friends.