The head of a girl rested on the walls and the murderers panicked. Liam was having a panic and David didn't like that, his lovers shouldn't be like that.

"Love, please, look at me."

David's voice cut through the haze of Liam's anxiety like a lifeline, grounding him in that moment. He turned to David, eyes wide and shimmering with unspent adrenaline.

"What if they find out?" Liam's voice was barely a whisper, each word thick with trepidation. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, the ramifications of their actions clawing at the edges of his mind.

"They won't," David replied, his tone firm yet soothing, like a balm on a fresh wound. "We covered our tracks. We've done this before. Remember?"

Liam grimaced, recalling the thrill they had shared in their previous endeavors, the exhilarating rush of power, the adrenaline coursing through their veins as they pulled off the perfect crime. But this one… this one felt different. The aftermath was marred by the chaos of their botched plan, it was so messy, too messy, not the kind he liked.

Liam suggested, his voice trembling slightly.

"We can't stay here much longer."

David stepped closer, taking hold of Liam's trembling hands.

" Panic will only make things worse."

The steadiness in David's eyes stirred a flicker of reassurance within Liam. He wanted shake off the unease that gnawed at him.

"You're right. We can't let this fall apart. Not now."

David nodded, a flash of pride in his gaze as he watched Liam begin to steady himself.

"That's my boy. Now, let's focus. We need a plan."

They exchanged a look, a silent agreement passing between them. David released Liam's hands and moved towards the back of the room, rifling through their supplies. Liam took a deep breath, steeling himself against the remnants of fear that lingered.

"Something more ruthless next time," he muttered, half to himself.

David paused momentarily, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Now you're talking. We'll make it perfect. Together."

The adrenaline coursed through Liam once more, igniting the familiar sense of purpose as he joined David. They were a team, a perfect blend of chaos and control. As the shadows loomed, that thrill overtook the panic, fueling their twisted tastes.