Wedding Blues (Shourtney One-Shot)

Just a one-shot I came up with. I give all you guys prompts, thought I would try one out for myself haha.

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚 - 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ "𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬. 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲." shayne topp and courtney miller are best friends... or so they thought? as their relationship meets new levels of intensity, how will they handle keepi...

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Friends? That didn't capture the intimacy of what they were. Lovers? No, they were both too chickenshit to even think about crossing that line. So instead, they did what they did best: Tiptoed on the edge of the line, quietly wondering who would be the first to grab the other and pull them over. Until then, just walki...