I apologize for any grammar mistakes, English is not my first language and I am self taught, please tell me how to improve<3
"You don't actually care? Do you", the short boy's eyebrows furrowed, down to the height of his eyes. The redheads hand trembled, reaching out to hug him, but it felt as if he couldn't, like he was a fish swimming upstream, and can't reach his destination. The short boys' eyes couldn't meet the others, who were watching him. Pulling his hood infront his face, wiping his eyes, which made a few dark, liquid stains.
10 year old Max, he's been going to camp since he was 4, well, not going. He has been getting left behind with strangers since he was 4. And he hated it. There were rules there, at home. He didn't have any rules, but that wasn't a good thing. He used to think that how he was treated was "normal", until a tall man was nice to him, and protected him as if he was his son.
Cover by: " Sista D. R " (!artstation)
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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