Love Life

“It’s my hobby to use people for my whore. I need to fuck someone once in a while, but I never have a proper boyfriend.” He looked down into his feet.

“I do.”


Two boys got together one time. One boy couldn't take the risks anymore, he went away. The other boy came back to the boy's live. The other boy was sure, he'll live happily ever after with him.

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One-shot, 2,021 words. For collar blue's Surprise Prompt Challenge. My Prompt was chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gerard Way or Frank Iero. I only own the plot. Never happened. Don't believe it.
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