Ashton x Connor /Bryan Dechart

Ashton x Connor /Bryan Dechart

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ashton walked down the hall, its walls covered in pictures of things such as his family, dogs, and he and his friends kaylee and erin going out. even with everything he had, he felt as though nobody could fill the hole in his heart. he followed his usual routine and flopped onto his bed as he scrolled through his instagram fan account dedicated to camp camp, be more chill, the albertsstuff fandom, and detroit become human. just as he was commenting on his friend erins post, his phone pinged, displaying a new messge at the top of his screen.
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Ashton's glare flicks between the beer bottle and the commotion outside before settling on me. He takes a slow step forward, and I unconsciously take two back until I'm flat against the wall behind me. His body is flush against mine. Our lips centimeters apart as his knuckles drag across my cheek. It takes an incredible amount of strength to resist the urge to lean against them. "You know, you have this really annoying habit. This habit of sticking that cute little nose of yours..." He flicks my nose and I smack his hand away, meeting his glare with my own. "...into shit that has nothing to do with you." All this time I've forgotten who I'm dealing with. I met Ashton as the composed new kid. A random person with a random story completely separate of mine. But as he inches forward, angry blue eyes illuminated by the fireworks outside, I'm reminded of just how dangerous Ashton Brooks really is. And just how much both of us have to lose. "And you know what they say," he whispers, tilting my chin up. "Curiosity killed the cat." *** Where two broken souls meet to repair the damage inflicted by their intertwined pasts.

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