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Sour Apple NSFW!! [ LADs Fanfic: Caleb x Reader ]
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Contenido adultoContinΓΊa33m
Γltima publicaciΓ³n jue, oct 16, 2025
"How long..?" His words made your blood run cold. "How long have you been messaging other guys..?," Caleb's usual, cheerful, calm disposition, was no where to be found. Caleb was just... cold, and his warm eyes looked upon you, with such a disdain that you could barely believe seeing the person whom stood before you. "What are you talking about, Caleb..?," you ask giving a slight nervous chuckle hoping Caleb would crack a smile at any moment and regain his sense of self. To your horror, and surprise, Caleb reveals your cellphone in his hand and he casually unlocks the code and reveals the text messages. How long has he known your passcode..? Did you remember telling him due to unforeseen circumstances...? Your mind was too busy to even think of such answers as your eyes widened to see the messages from Xavier, Rafayel, Sylus, and Zayne. Their nicknames were there, and their profile pictures weren't easily discoverable. You open your mouth to retort but, Caleb continues and it makes the hairs on your arm and back stand up. "Xavier, Rafayel, Sylus, and oh, this one must be from Zayne..?," Caleb says casually his usual casual smile on his face, but for some reason it feels fake.. wrong.. a little angry even. Caleb pushes the phone closer to your face as he takes a step forward closing the gap of space, between you two. "I've read them all, and I have to say..," Caleb chuckles a little in mid-sentence before he slams his bionic arm sharply against the wall in which you were backed into leaving a noticeable indentation. "...I'm not too happy about what I have discovered to be true all along, pipsqueak." His eyes were cold, but his smile remained as he looked you in the eyes. "Care to explain yourself..? Or should I just say everything now, of what I know to already be true?"
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