We where in silence for a while.
I couldn't belive it. D-Z had beat me up once more. I was feeling horrible and my ribs were going to break any second. I sighed, maybe too loudly, but I wanted the love of Dylan more than anything right now. He came in my bed and looked at me concerned. "Are you okay?" He asked me. I nodded and he smiled slightly. "I'm sure you'll have a great day tomorrow" he whispered and kissed my cheek carefully. I put my arms around his waist and fell asleep.
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I woke to the smell of Belgian waffles. My favorite. Dylan came in the room wearing a "Kiss me I'm gay" apron and carrying a plate with the best waffles ever. Because he made the best waffles ever. "Dylan, you shouldn't have" I said rubbing my eyes." He laughed "but I'm just helping you get started with a great day!" I smiled.
After we ate our waffles I looked at Dylan. There was something really weird about him. He had a bruise right where I had hit D-Z earlier. "What's wrong?" He asked me. "I-ummm nothing" I replied. He nodded. "Wellp, I gotta get to work. Later gayter" he winked as I smiled. I loved him so much.
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RomanceDylan Dipp and Ford Markuz are two "average" lovers/roomates/friends. But they don't know about eachother's secret identity and how it could effect their relationship.
