F.U.C.K.

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TKO was crying, in his bed. KO beside him.

Turns out, that whole thing, was a dream...

KO does love him.
And TKO loves that.

TKO whipped his tears, and turned over to see KO.

TKO wrapped his arm around KO, hugging him almost.

How did I end up with someone as beautiful as you?

TKO thought,

KO opened his eyes, to meet KO's vibrant violet eyes, And TKO was his brown beautiful chocolate baby eyes.

"Good morning." TKO smiled. " good morni- have you've been crying? " KO asked quickly getting up.

"What do you- oh." TKO whipped his eyes, " its nothing. " TKO mumbled.

"Are you sure? If it was a nightmare, you can always tell me... I won't judge. Okay?" KO smiled. TKO smiled back.

" Okay... "

After a long ass explanation....

"... And that's bassicly what happened."

KO was in pure shock, his baby, his everything, his smile, his laughter, his hole world, was him. And hearing him say those words that he thought wasn't from KO, hurt him.

"I-im sorry Teeks..." KO said. " it isn't your fault I keep having these dreams. " TKO mumbled.

"I-.. It is. It's all my fault, heck, I know about the past, and how bad it is. Cob, I even locked you in a cage! I made you starve in the subconscious! Heck, you shouldn't even be with me." KO frowned. TKO heard a sniff,

"Hey, hey, hey, I ain't going no where, yes, I know half of those things where your fault, but also mine.  I was the reason why I acted like a jerk to you, I'm the one who hasn't apologised, oh cob, I'm even the one who hurt you!" TKO said. As he whipped his other half's tears. "It isn't your fault. Yes, you made a mistake, we all do." TKO smiled. KO smiled back, he was happy.

" thank you teeks. " KO smiled. "Your welcome, just.. Don't get used to it. Dummy." TKO smiled back .

They where one again..

Little did either one of them notice,
A familiar face was watching them...

"This is perfect. They are connected, and so therefore, they will be easier to catch." The voice said.

" This is perfect. "

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