The story of how it took one phone, two crutches, three towels , four drinks, five steps, six kisses, seven police officers, eight friends, nine lives, ten joints and one more phone to get the one he once called his husband to remember him.
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[𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠]
this is all a collections story I wrote in Archive Of Our Own (AO3)... hope u like it don't forget to vote💚💕 sorry for the bad grammar and typos (つ﹏⊂)