based off of a late night conversation with sky

sexi time

This is a story I've written on a different website and decided to post it on here if any of you wonder why it's on more than one website. Please take note that this story isn't finished (yet) and that the reader is unisex, THEREFORE, the reader can be a male or female, either which way is your cup of tea. Sorry for any spelling errors, anyone having to be out of character, and extremely drabble chapters, I've been working on this story for about almost a year and I'm trying to make longer chapters in very little amounts of time. So please, be patient. There is also construction going on while in the making of this story, so if the story seems a bit different than the last time you've read it, this is the reason why. If any of you get confused during the story, please message me in the comment or in my inbox. Ignoring all the flaws going on and the construction, I hope you enjoy!

Pewdie and Marzia don't seem to be getting along, and it isn't long until the worst happens, reducing Pewdie to tears. Cry knows exactly what's going on and doesn't mind getting up close and personal as he finds himself comforting Pewdie in ways he never imagined. As time goes on, Cry and Pewdie find themselves growing close to each other, and both don't seem to mind the other's affection that grows as they spend time together. As Pewdie's romantic relationship with Marzia expires, will he find himself falling into another kind of love, one that he can't bring himself to admit? Will all his bad feelings disappear, and will he find someone new? Or... Will something of another fate occur, tossing him back into the pit of dispair, so deep he won't be able to climb back out? (P.S. I have nothing against Marzia. I think her and Pewds are an amazing couple! Sorry if how she is represented offends people!)