Sean only knows loss, loneliness, and heartbreak. He only knows the feeling of being alone in the world. He has no purpose in his miserable life... Until he meets the man that says he does.
For my good friend (you know who you are lol), the brains behind the operation. This story is dedicated to them, because of their tolerance. I begged for help with writer's block, and forced them to give their opinion on virtually every single word, and they were- and continue to be- patient with me. Thank you, Shelbs.
TRIGGER WARNING- Extreme moments of self harm, violence, and attempted suicide. Please don't read this fanfiction if this kind of thing affects you. Your life is more important than a story.
BOY X BOY WARNING- Why the heck did you look this up if you don't like that kind of thing? Jeez...
There isn't any smut in this particular story- but this is just the first one. This is gonna be a multiple-part story, so fasten your seat belts, ladies and gentlemen. We're on a train, which is racing towards yaoi-town.
All jokes aside... Thank you for reading. I appreciate it more than you know.
-MadiWritez
UPDATE: I know that Sean doesn't like people writing this particular kind of fanfic about him and Mark, so I thought I'd clarify that I don't particularly ship them in real life, but I do very much ship these two fictional characters that are based off of them loosely. Very loosely. I hope you enjoy regardless.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.