A Christmas Carol | Larry version (boyxboy) *completed*
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Terminé jeu., déc. 24, 201524m
The couple slowly made their way to the door, when Tommy suddenly broke the silence. "Bedtime story!", he exclaimed.
The two lover glanced at each other. "Any Ideas, Haz?", the older man asked. Harry hesitated for a moment, before his face lit up, "A Christmas Carol!"
Louis' smile grew wider. They both made their ways back to their children's beds. Louis sat down on Tommy's bed, while Harry seated himself next to his daughter.
The curly-haired man took a deep breath, "Edward's father was dead, to begin with..."
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original: written by Charles Dickens
Larry version:
written by @_one___ ; 2015
cover by @_one___ (credits to the person who made the fan art tho #ILoveIt)
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