Status: Hiatus.
Losing Grip.
Sean Smith is your average sort of young Welsh lad. Friendly, Cheerful... gay. Sean will keep on bouncing through everything. Sean is the sort of fun, happy-go-lucky guy who everyone gets along with, even if you think he's a bit weird.
Ian Watkins is not your average sort of young Welsh lad. Desired. Perfect. Confident. He's Sean's adored boyfriend.
And the day he leaves is the day Sean's world -previously held up by a mask of smiles- comes crashing down. Without Ian to love him, how the hell can he love himself?
This story is predominantly going to be an eating disorder based fiction, i'll change this description when i'm a bit more inventive/awake. If you like, please subscribe/comment. :]
'Cause i'm starting to trip,
I'm losing my grip
and I'm in this thing alone
Ian Watkins is not your average sort of young Welsh lad. Desired. Perfect. Confident. He's Sean's adored boyfriend.
And the day he leaves is the day Sean's world -previously held up by a mask of smiles- comes crashing down. Without Ian to love him, how the hell can he love himself?
This story is predominantly going to be an eating disorder based fiction, i'll change this description when i'm a bit more inventive/awake. If you like, please subscribe/comment. :]
'Cause i'm starting to trip,
I'm losing my grip
and I'm in this thing alone