Date: 18.7.16
His pretty little boyfriend is gone. Now he's mine.
As they say, crazy = genius.
He sleeps in a kneeling position in the living room, his actions limited with rope burning into his wrists and legs. He's very quiet today. Must be tired. I let him kneel on a small cushion, only the best for my love.
The cushion reads,"Creepy" but I think he disapproves of it, as he was glaring down with his eyes wide in shock of the situation he was in. I might swap the cushion later but we'll see.
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『 him » larry stylinson 』
Fanfiction"i-i just wanted him to notice me." • • • inspired by blasé, which was written by the amazing @knightlights.
