Roses, rainbows and rapture

Roses, rainbows and rapture

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Stiles was miserable. After days of recieving gifts and an ever increasing level of hope, Valentines Day brought nothing, no-one. As he sits, staring at his gifts, he holds onto the strands of hope that still remain.
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"The first time I kissed you, you became the most important thing in my life. I would do absolutely anything for you and I never want you to doubt that. I would burn the world down for you without hesitation or guilt. So, you call me, anytime, all the time, no matter what. You hear me?" A tear dropped onto his cheek, Stiles' chest heaving against his own as he struggled not to cry. "I hear you, sourwolf," Stiles whispered

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