Band: StrayKids
Ship: shshshsh
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Mama always told me "beware of the bad boys, they break your heart into pieces and leave you there helpless"
But.....how do I explain to mama that the bad boy next door climbs through my window every night and shows me how good being bad really is....
How do I explain to mama the bruises on my neck are from the bad boy next door?
How do I explain to mama that her sweet son isn't as innocent as she thought?
How do I explain to mama that the slight moans at night aren't from the anime's I watch but from her own son?
BUT
Whenever mama says she knows me better than anybody I silently laugh, because nobody knows my body better than the boy next door.
Nobody knows which spot is the special spot.
Nobody knows which part gets the most reaction.
Nobody knows how amazing I feel after it all
Nobody knows it better than the boy next door.
How do I explain to mama that her son is getting his guts rearranged by the bad boy next door, every night when she sleeps....
How do I explain to mama that I'm in love with the bad boy next door?
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This has been turned into a book on my account called "Remember that night"
YOU ARE READING
ONE SHOTS🍒| STRAY KIDS
Fanfictionall skz ships just 2 bts one shots I wrote and had nowhere to put
