"So, this is where the magic happens," Kian said, opening the door to his apartment.
His room was pretty messy, but in an aesthetically pleasing sort of way. Everything was awry, but organizedly so. The books were scattered on the shelf, pillows all over her bed.
"I like it." I announced.
He laughed and then flopped onto the bed, flirtaciously posing.
I laughed too and then he covered his face in a pillow.
"I can't afford a couch. If you aren't bothered, you can sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the floor."
"I could never impose that much upon you," I defended.
"I don't mind."
I nodded and he pulled one of the several blankets onto the floor. He wrapped himself up in it and I cannot deny how adorable he looked doing so.
I regretted taking advantage of him, sleeping in his bed in his house, but I did so anyway. His pillows and his comforter smelled distinctly like he did when he was inches from my face, blotting the blood away. I thought about him, and not to be creepy or anything, until I ultimately fell asleep. You can't blame me. He's cute, and I'm not going to deny that. I knew I was gay, and he wasn't too far down the list from such hotties like the beautiful Dylan O'Brien and Dave Franco. And as far as I could tell from his random acts of kindness, he was extremely sweet.
I didn't want to start anything I couldn't finish, who knew if he was even gay. I decided to let it be, I'd rather have a helpful friend than a lustful boy to make
out with.
Oh who am I kidding.
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Daddy Didn't Love Me // Lawlorff
FanficSam Pottorff had always been lonely. His mother died the day he was born, he only had his father left. But his father was distant and depressive, never seemed to care much about him. Sam never knew the extent to his father's rage until he came home...
