How could you love a monster like me?

How could you love a monster like me?

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Eridans life has always been hard and screwed up, with his mothers death, father's constant absence due to being a very busy business man, and a brother whose to horny for his own good. He manages to keep going in life all because of his guilty pleasure of unhealthy self infliction. Not only is his house live barely livable but his social life as well. Being picked on almost constantly and failing miserably at love. Only until one night before Eridan goes back to school from break he gets a message from his main source of his bruises, Sollux. Solluxs life is also well screwed up due to his schizophrenia, bipolarism, and abnormally colored eyes. Yet somehow he finds himself to be popular. Sollux invites Eridan to coffee and thats how their once misinterpreted feelings for each other bloom into a red rose of love. Warning: Self harm and Smut.
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