Michael never needed anyone-at least, that's what he told himself.
He was fine alone, guarded, and perfectly self-contained. But then came Ashton: warm smile, steady hands, and eyes that saw through everything Michael tried to hide.
Calum was chaos personified-loud, reckless, and exactly the kind of trouble you don't fall for.
But somehow, Luke did. And what started as sharp-tongued banter soon blurred into late-night confessions and maybe something softer underneath.
Love wasn't in the plan. Neither was pain.
But sometimes the heart has its own rules. And sometimes breaking feels like becoming.
⚠️ This story contains NSFW content and emotionally triggering themes. Read with care.
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