If there was one thing the Sons of Heephis had in common it was trauma. All three have been through harsh times some worse than others but harsh all the same. For only knowing each other for less than a week it was strange to be able to find comfort in each other when their thoughts became too much and threaten to swallow them whole. When one falls the other two will be there to pick them back up. A TMOM fanfic Crossposted from archiveofourown. THE MURDER OF ME BELONGS TO GIGID ON DEVIANTART COVER ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME
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