" Have fun in here 'till you learn to stop fucking lying!!!" Chris' door shuts with a bang, the latter, laying on his bed face down. Minutes pass before Chris forces himself up, quiet whimpers escaping his lips from the burning sensation in his back.
" Fuck, I'm sorry, Robert," he cries, moving off his bed. Giving a subtle limp, he moves across the room, laying down in his brother's bed with a quiet thud. He grabs Red's pillow, hugging it with all his might, tears running down his red and tan cheeks, as quiet sobs racked his body.
Slowly as time passes, he was able to calm his breathing. Turning on the bed, his eyes spot something under his covers. Raising a brow, Chris gets up slowly, sitting as his feet touch the floor. Grabbing the object, he holds it above his face, trying to comprehend the object with the little light through the window.
His eyes widen before he drops it with a shriek, confusion running through his mind as why his brother would have a magazine filled with naked men.
Swallowing saliva and his pride, Chris grabs the magazine again, deciding the look into the pages. Soon though, Chris feels his jeans grow right. Looking down, he notices a bulge. It forces a groan past his lips. Laying back on the bed with a groan, Chris lets out a sigh before mumbling, " Great, Robert gave me a disease."
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red | gordie lachance ✅
Fanfictie" Why'd you dye your hair red?" Gordie wonders aloud. " It represents bloodshed..." Gordie's face became a bit paler than normal. " Kidding! Kidding!" he laughs, helping Gordie to let out a sigh of relief. " Girls dig the red hair," he admits, grin...
