The Delivery Boy(boyxboy)
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  • Reads 518,135
  • Votes 19,884
  • Parts 30
  • Time 10h 12m
Ongoing, First published Sep 25, 2015
"I know you and I are not about poems or other sentimental bullshit, but I have to tell you that even the way you drink coffee knocks me the fuck out."
    
    -
    
    Axel Clark has responsibilities. After his father left and his mother became an alcoholic, he took it upon himself to take care of his younger sister, Abby. Doing two part jobs, keeping his grades up, maintaining his position as captain of the swim team, and coming home in time to read Abby a bed time story every night, he's exhausted. He doesn't have time for romance, nor does he have the energy.
    
    That is, until, he meets Xavier Alexander.
    
    Xavier is content with his life, or so he tells himself. He's a jolly, outgoing and loud mess of a person who has a wonderful girlfriend, amazing friends, loving parents, a cool sister and average grades, but he stills feels like his life is incomplete. However, he thinks it's just a teenage phase, and takes a job at a local pizzeria to kill his boredom.
    
    And then he meets Axel Clark.
    
    And then on one fateful night when the two boys meet, their worlds collide and their lives begin changing in ways they'd never imagined.
    
    
    All cover credit goes to the wonderfully talented @mydearcc
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