"It's hard to live while you're young when you're a gay, teenage boy with Social Anxiety Disorder." © 2014 xGetTheShovelZarryx Highest in Fanfiction: # 508

On Christmas Eve, around 1812, Pip, an orphan who is about six years old, encounters an escaped convict in the village churchyard while visiting the graves of his mother, father, and siblings. The convict scares Pip into stealing food and a file to grind away his shackles, from the home he shares with his abusive older sister and her kind, passive husband Joe Gargery, a blacksmith. The next day, soldiers recapture the convict while he is engaged in a fight with another convict; the two are returned to the prison ships from which they escaped...

The story is about an orphan, Oliver Twist, who endures a miserable existence in a workhouse and then is placed with an undertaker. He escapes and travels to London where he meets the Artful Dodger, leader of a gang of juvenile pickpockets. Naively unaware of their unlawful activities, Oliver is led to the lair of their elderly criminal trainer Fagin.

"Why-Why are you naked?" "I've been told that you enjoy painting naked men. Did I misunderstand?" "An aggressive sex addict and a shy, yet incredibly kinky artist falling in love with each other? I agree, that does sound a bit strange." "You're like my therapy, babe." *1st place in The Bromance Awards 2016 Zarry category *3rd place in the Holiday Bromance Awards Zarry category ©2015 Prisonerwithavision

I didn't regret it. I should have but I didn't. Every kiss, every caress, every word he said took me to another world. and even when I knew that I was just a secret to him. just a little boy that he played with behind closed doors only. I didn't care one bit. Cause he was my first my best my rock he was my man. and I loved him with all of his flaws. even the biggest one of them. and that was him being already taken. by my best friend.