Two of Us (McLennon)
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Paul never thought he could ever fall in love with another man, let alone his best friend. John on the other hand, couldn't believe it when he realized his feelings for a certain doe-eyed boy. Though, secret relationships are hard, and sometimes the wrong people find out. Sometimes, a partner might be disloyal. A relationship like this could change the world.
**note,, this is so old. Like four years old. It's trash in my eyes and I don't even have the will to revise it. Enjoy at your own risk, but I'm publishing much better fanfiction with 4 more years of experience under my belt on ao3 under the same jlawad name.
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