My Fragile Flower.. Forever!
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Última publicación sáb, dic 24, 2016
Trouble was always his middle name but when Alfred decided it was a good idea to help Ivan out in his time of need things got strange. . He hasn't seen Ivan since but there's always been this odd feeling of the cold.. No matter how warm it was all Alfred could feel was cold.. Why?... Then there was the notes.. The sweet and charming.. No... creepy love notes started.. But what had Alfred concerned was what it was written in..
Ivan was his "secret admirer" and had seemed to have lost his common sense because of how "In love" he was with Alfred.. Maybe it was just fake because of the fact Alfred helped Ivan when everyone else wouldn't.. He was the kind hand that basically saved him but all Ivan knew right now was..
"He is MY fragile flower~! And if I have to basically slaughter everyone who... Oh.. Nevermind~! I just want to protect him.. Like the beautiful flower he is~~!"
•••Collab story with MeineKlarheit
~•Oh my gosh, more than likey a clechè story, please don't get pissy with me if it is >~< •~
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