IF YOU DONT LIKE FLAMBU THEN PLS DONT READ AND HARRAS ME BTW FIRST FIC ot my art on cover if original artist tells me to take it off i will

So, back where i post my sketch. This story is still developing so nothing gonna looks good. The cover is just-- random shit, i can't find something aesthetic in my galery its full of meme and art resource. ______________ When Wemmbu sleeps, he always has the same dream. About a guy he didn't know, they're really close and nice but Wemmbu never knew what this guy's name and face were. For the lonely boy, that feels like having a second world that belongs to him. But that dream guy is getting more and more weird, he starts asking if Wemmbu remembers anything about places he's never been, if Wemmbu knows how death feels, if Wemmbu hopes he's real. Wemmbu never knew the answer. Until he saw "him" today, on the street, waving like it's nothing. Or. Wemmbu modern AU where the guy from his dream becomes his stalker, things are getting creepy and bro doesn't know what to do. Not a boundary breaker story guys, come on I know you guys love yaoi but let's take a break and refresh your mind that not every guy & guy contact is gay.

Wemmbu felt himself choking back a sob, everything too much but too little. He missed everyone, and he wasn't even sure if he was going to get through this. And then, he coughed some more. (Inspired by the Hanahaki Disease) ** !UU WEMMBU-CENTRIC FANFICTION *** Wemmbu gets a really terrible disease, and no one knows why. Parrot, Spoke and Flame are forced to get together and figure out a cure for it. Will they succeed? Or will it be too late?