Out of time ( Dawktrap x Dawkgaurd )
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Last published Sun, Nov 1, 2020
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Lewis Dawkins, better known as Dawko, was anxious. He wasn't making as much as he normally did on YouTube, and losing a noticeable sum of subscribers each week. In all honesty, this terrified him..
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"Lewis~" the 'thing' called out to him, but he was unsure of who it was..
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"I'm sorry!" He shouted, through rivers of tears, and an open faucet pouring blood from his nose..
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"I...I guess I just care about you.. I'm not really sure why...just.. please. Please don't leave me, Lewis." Was all that was spoken before he was engulfed in a hug, and broken sounding words, which at the time he was unsure of what was being said but the only clear thing he heard was
"I won't, I promise."
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a dawkgaurd x dawktrap fanfiction because we hate ourselves 😋 I hope you enjoy~
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