You're Dear To Me

You're Dear To Me

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{ Boy x Boy } [] I lay awake tonight. The same as every night, laying silently in my bed, my head against a pillow, the sheets pulled up to my waist, the window open; soft, cool breeze drifting in, keeping my temperature normal. Like always my gold eyes stare aimlessly at the ceiling, the world changes to greyscale and I heave out a sigh. The bed stirs, I look down, there he is, sleeping peacefully beside me. My love; he who puts up with my pessimistic behavior, my overreactions to the simplest of things, my nightmares, me in general. I don't see how he does it, I don't even like spending time with myself, I feel bad for Alohna too. She's my sister, she's years older than me, the only family I have, the person I depend on most. I hate having to depend on people... But I'm weak so... I suppose it's fine... [] « A short story about a demi beast and his spirit lover »
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[COMPLETED] [Warning: Strong language used throughout the book.] He put his hand over my notebook and the other over mine. I glared up at him, his golden brown eyes catching my attention. "I can't write like this," I pointed out. "Is this all you care about?" Ryan asked. I shrugged. "Not this specifically, but yeah, I care about my grades." Ryan smirked. I swallowed nervously but refused to break my stoic expression. He leaned closer to me, my heart pounding so hard against my chest it felt like it might break out and fall on the table between us. His mouth was right by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath when he spoke which sent shivers down my spine. "Well, aren't you a little a scholar?" *** The only things Alex Moris ever cared about were his grades and his sister. However, when the boy his sister likes, Ryan Smithe, makes things complicated and causes him to feel things he's never felt before, Alex realizes that, maybe, there's more important things in life than grades and scholarships. [Word Count: 40,216] [BoyxBoy] ~#14 in the "BoyxBoy" tag on 3/5/2019~ ~#14 in the "love" tag on 12/28/2018~ ~#8 in the "lgbt" and "lgbtq" tags on 1/4/2019~ ~#1 in the "loveislove" tag on 1/12/2019~ ~#31 in the "romance" tag on 2/10/2019~ ~#2 in the "BxB" tag on 3/9/2019~

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