Under The Covers {LGBT+ WPContest}✔️

The bed was like a jungle of soft fabrics and welcomes. Things I could always find comfort in. Things I would hide my face in just to smell him a little longer. Things I wished were part of me so I could never be without them.

But right now I was trapped, cornered by my own insecurity and what I knew was right.

But what could someone say to the one person who they honestly trusted right after they ripped their trust in two? After they held them together like a brother and protected them like a lover and held their hand like the friend they were? What could he possibly say?

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