Henry's pov-
All I ever knew was how to draw. When my heart ached I drew, when my eyes watered I drew, and it seemed only fate that the person I could never stop noticing was a man named Joey Drew. Joey had crystal blue eyes that I wanted to swim in. He had a scruffy little beard that worked for him. His voice commanding and firm yet soft in a sorta way. The only problem was that he was the boss, my boss. Not only that we were collage board roommates. He brought me on this team to be efficient, and I know that. So why whenever he enters the room does my voice not come out. Never mind I need to focus on this drawing. This was going to be Bendy's best friend he needed to be loyal, something scary yet with a heart of gold.... just like Joey. I began to get to work drawing one of the most iconic things possible. He was tall in stature with crystal, child like eyes, he had shaggy hair and trousers. He looked like like Joey as a cartoon character. I laughed a little bit to loud but I didn't care. All I wondered was what Joey would think if he popped in right now.
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Truth behind the machine
FanfictionWARNING this story is not for children since it involve bad words and boy x boy feelings. There will be no smut in this so if you are looking for that go look someplace else. Also please don't hate because of the mutual sex feeling parts because I w...
