𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐖𝐀𝐑 | 𝐍𝐖
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬.
Completed
Mature
"B-But no, why did you hit my mommy?!" The six year old boy whimpered to his dad, earning himself a hard slap onto his face. "Stop fucking crying, you are a boy you can't be shedding no tear like you some type of bitch, you hear me?" The father hovered his height over his son, winning dominance. "Now get ya soft ass...