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The Boy In The Hoodie [Moxiety]
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Complete, First published Sep 09, 2018
The Boy In The Hoodie sits under the overhang of the closed down cinema.
One day, Patton drives by and simply can't help but stop for him.  The plan is simply to help the boy, but what becomes is so much more.

COVER ART IS NOT MINE

Idea came from a comment by @angstwithanP

Patton x Virgil Sanders fan fiction.
Angst and fluff 🖤
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