Prince Weekes, or Dallon Weekes, which he prefers, falls in love in the chip aisle with a weird kid with bright blue hair that offers to buy him food that wasn't fifty-cent ramen noodles at the ungodly hour of midnight, not realizing that the handsome, tall stranger was in fact the missing heir to the throne.

And when all the other ships had sank, Weekeman rose.

A small two part story i wrote a couple years ago. Mind you, it's been years & my writing might be as good in this. Still, i like the story so it's still here (: (also if you're cringing, so am i. Maybe some day I'll rewrite this)

There's no such thing as a happy ending major trigger warning: heavily about self harm,, abuse,, & other mental health issues. please be safe & dont read if you're easily triggered! (Please keep in mind i wrote this story years ago.)

Ryan & Dallon have been friends for years, and yet they've been hiding a huge secret from the world. There love affair has been around the world. No matter where they go, they cannot forget each other