Abbacchio's PoV,
I sat on the couch as Y/n was asleep on my shoulder which I moved him down to my lap so I could stroke his hair easier then. Nothing is perfect, we aren't perfect even though we seem like it, we have arguments over random things but that's rare now I wish life was easier but it wouldn't be the same if it was nothing would function correctly there would be no need for prisons or police officers, there would be no crime, it just wouldn't be the same, and I know that everyone knows that but sometimes when I'm with Y/n I feel complete, I feel like everything is perfect, I lost track of time. I guess that's the drug of love.
I honestly don't know what this was.
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Jjba x male reader lemons
RomanceI'm bored and this just came in my head so ya know
