Moving in and jumping to conclusions.
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You move in with Larry and Van after years of dog sitting and house sitting when they were away on tour. Things were going really well, you and Van begin to fall for each other until one morning where he messes it all up. Well so you think.....
(This is my first fic on here so bare with. It's very long and I used to post them on my fan account on insta but thought it would be better to publish them on here. I've got loads more in my notes I'm going to post- but let me know if anyone has any requests for Catfish fics. I know there's nothing better then reading something that you have imagined for a while so let me know!)
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