A secret.
Maybe hunters only are aware of it, half of them even, as well as the survivors, maybe, even his soon-to-be lover.. but its another one, not the one he's in love, its a completely diffrent one he has to keep in silence, who knows what will be the consequences of revealing a plan? Especially when its about such an important one? At least for him.. it is.. for others it may seem stupid, because they havent experienced the loss on his childhood, some may say the Wu Chang knows how it feels like, but they are together now, it dosent makes a diffrence on the photographer's eyes.. he's gonna be with his brother soon.. he just needs a calm day.. christmas is coming.. maybe the best is around it and new year, everyone would be away from the manor.. right? Only to see it all to know..
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Hello~
Cover art isnt mine, i know this isnt proper credit but they all belong to their creators, once i find who did it i'll make sure to credit! If you are them, and dont want it here, please just warn me, and i'll change it.
This book is a Aesop x Joseph book, wich i had been having the idea for a while.
This contains depressing topics, fluff MAYBE, but nothing will go to lemon here, because its more of a book focused on a love that isnt answered, y'know, i wasnt going to make it as a ship book but welp.
Aesop dosent talks to absolutely no one on the manor there pratically, only on serious occasions or match choosing.
Joseph's the ol' depressed person he is here, everybody knows he loves company around, especially the embalmer's, but Carl dosent seems to care or answer it in any way, wich brings the photographer's mood even more down, soon to decide one day he'll leave everyone alone, and finally be together with his brother after all these years and suffering..
Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it!
And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks.
I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High.
I am so unbelievably fucked.
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17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it.
That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead.
*WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!!
Started: January 21st 2020