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EXPECTING ISN'T HIS THING. [MXM]

EXPECTING ISN'T HIS THING. [MXM]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 5, 2022
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[Hold on] " stop ciara, I'm not gonna apply for that kind of job, no one would want me nor gave me a fucking dozens of hundreds!, " " Don't be witty for now, you're so capable of what will might happens everytime, " " argh, you better buy me a ten piece of nuggets, bitch, " Roxas never expect in his dwelling entirely. He is just straightforward to the point that it possibly might happens obviously. He never expect what's might happens. That's why, he didn't expect everything to be in good shape, to be good aftermath. He didn't expect he will be yearning a billions from just dancing in revelance outfits. He didn't expect he will running trying to get away from the palm of three dangerous group.
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"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt; THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

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