A Mess of Pink [BedexReader]

Bede learned from a frightfully young age that the road with people always ended with him alone. Abandonment and isolation was his second nature, and he learned from an even younger age that if no one could get close, then they couldn't hurt when the time came. Could someone look past it all and provide some security for the rose-hue mess?

Y/N had went about the gym challenge as anyone would when they sprouted of age, only to find a magenta-clad hiccup in her plans, an obsession sparked and ties unable to be undone.