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•|Vegas|•
I dropped my camera on the street while walking to work. Seeing a sweet seraphim, with icy eyes and chiseled cheekbones. He was a sculpted by Greek Gods.
"Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham," It said on the of a magazine, towards the bottom in fine print.
He looks so unhappy.
Just like Porsche did.
Just like Tawan did.
They were happy when they were with me. I want to make Pete Phongsakorn happy.
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Vegas [Discontinued]
FanfictionPete, my beautiful boy. Lost my senses, I'm defenseless. His beauty is holding me ransom. Sweet and sour, I devour. Lying here I count the hours.