"uh, shane? what the fuck are you doing here?" ryan sighed, staring at shane as he stood outside his apartment complex.
"um, they kicked me out of mine." shane hid his hands behind his back, shrugging when ryan looked at him weirdly. "what? you know they regularly do this! they do it so that they which are the owners, can have loud ass sex and have no one hear them!"
"i'm-i'm not even going to ask? just, what the fuck?" ryan followed shane inside, and just shrugged when shane went into the bathroom and locked the door. he just turned on the tv and turned to channel 248, where the winter soldier was currently fighting captain america, and he sighed, grabbing his drink off the counter and chugging it.
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fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-
his hands won't turn back to his regular fucking human color. no, it ain't all peachy, it's fucking black at the end oh no-
he's dead.
oh, he's so, so dead.
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DEMONS.
Fanfiction[completed] in which shane is a demon, ryan doesn't know, and shane doesn't want him to know.
