Zeke sat beside Kai’s bed, the beeping of the heart monitor steady and slow. He looked at his friend—pale, tired, but alive—and his voice cracked as he spoke. “You don’t get to leave me, man. Not like that. I don’t care how dark it gets, how heavy it feels... you call me. You scream, cry, punch a wall—I’ll be there. You don’t have to pretend with me. I don’t need your fake smile. I need you. Broken or whole. Just... stay. Please."(Carry on and your kai btw)
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2this bastard
27/06/2025
JUST A BOY KISSER?
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27/06/2025