So this'll basically be Bombeep (Or Whitty x BF) stories. Yeah, it's like shipping a dog and cat, but I don't care. It's really cute, so go screw off. Oh and by the way, I did this because someone gave me the idea to do so. So here I am. Enjoy the writing if this as I go slam my head onto the pavement. :) Also, if you have any requests or ideas, please tell me. I want to be able to make content for you guys. FYI: I stole the art in the thumbnail from, once again, @PinkumoMB on Twitter.

Whitty has never been fond of being close to anyone. Whitty hates it to be near anyone in general with the way he is. So when he had to battle with someone, he already knew how it would end. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Whitty was left in his alleyway, alone and destroyed like always. He didn't care, not like it mattered. Though, that man was still in his mind. It was... awful. He never knew what it was to be happy with someone, and it appears like that man noticed. 'Why was he here?' 'Why was he alone?' 'What did he want?' Questions wandered in his head, though it was answered with one answer. "I just want to apologize..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ What was it like to be helped without anything in return? It was weird. It was something new for Whitty. Keith taught him new feelings as they learned about each other. Though, Whitty noticed how some of these feelings were a challenge to feel alone, but with Keith, it wasn't as difficult. Was it comfort? Was it joy? Or was it much more? And yes, I changed the thumbnail thing. I just searched up the term and it's from @PinkumoMB on Twitter.

[OLD STORY = PRETTY CRINGE] WARNING: Cursing, angst, fluff, mentions of sexual activity but no smut (besides a making out scene), suicide Whitty was born inside a lab with powers others don't exactly have, along with others with him. The test subjects and the doctors are one big family to Whitty. That is, until the whole place got blown up. Nobody survived. That's what everyone thought. Whitty, being a bomb himself, survived the explosion and ran away to fulfill is life somewhere else with his special abilities others dont contain. Living his life with foster parents, he made some bad decisions here and there. Such as dropping out of highschool. Being created, his arm was blank and didn't have characteristics about his soulmate like others did. Thanks to this, he always suspected he didn't have a soulmate and that he'll be colorblind forever. That's what he thought until one day shopping with his best friend Carol, he met him. Keith. Also known as Boyfriend for his career as a rapper. . . I got inspired by single Youtube video and now I'm a mad simp for Bombeep. And besides, I've only found 3 fanfics for bombeep and I want to help bombeep grow, so why not? Ah, one last thing, since this is my first ever fanfic I'm going to make it a Soulmate AU to help me out. I also might mix it up a bit, you'll see. Hopefully you don't mind! I don't own any of the characters, but I do own the cover of this story and most of the art! Hope you like it. [Started: May 4, 2021] [Ended: July 28, 2021]