He does graffiti... Or as he puts it, he is a street artist. Because of God's oh-so-gracious gift to him at birth, he has never had any trouble keeping his identity secret... Until now.
~~~~~~
"B-but h-"
"Does it matter how? Just get out of my damn apartment!" I pointed at the door.
"Y-you are a girl?" He asked finally looking from my chest to my face. Scanning my feminine features quite obviously. He looked away from my face and down to my boxers, which as you could guess, were not very feminine. "But you have a d-" The man stopped blushing.
"A dick?" I chuckled more for the fact that it was hardly considered a dick, but he doesn't need to know that "Yes, sweetie, I'm a chick with a dick." I said and then stopped. "Well, rather, I am a jack with a rack."
Currently 'Random' genre
Luke has been in love with his best friend, Taylor, for too long now and it's getting difficult to be around him. He knows it's time to move on and find someone who can make him happy, but he feels like that will never happen, not with the way Taylor has his heart...
*****
Being in love with your best friend is hard. Luke Peterson knows this better than anyone else, as he's agonized over his feelings for Taylor Schofield for the past five years. So when he meets the handsome and confident Will Carson who wants to help him get over Taylor, it seems like the perfect chance for him to move on. But can Luke truly give Will a chance? Or will his heart always belong to his best friend?
Content and trigger warning: This story contains descriptions of suicide and homophobia.
[[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]
Cover designed by Holly Thurston