Short Stories

My Angelo (Boy x Boy)

Relationship: Boy x Boy
⚠️Warnings: Mentioned Charcater Death, Past Murder⚠️

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My Angelo:

Liam frowned at the little picture he'd found. It was clearly Elliot though the man he was laying on with his eyes closed in the picture, Liam didn't recognize. Brownish blond hair, deep blue eyes and a soft smile as he stared down at Elliot's sleeping face.

For some reason Liam couldn't explain, he felt a rush of jealousy course through him as he stared at the mystery man in the photo.

"Who's that?" Liam asked before he could think better of it, passing the photo over to Elliot, already hating how agitated he sounded.

As soon as Elliot took a glance at the photo, a small smile flickered across his face. "My Angelo."

"Angel?" Liam translated with ease. It seemed Elliot's language was starting to rub off on him.

Elliot cracked a smile. "Well, yes. But his name was actually Angelo. Angelo Camillo."

Liam paused, frowning slightly. "Was?"

A pained look passed Elliot's face, looking back down at the little photo. "He died."

Liam knitted his eyebrows together, glancing away awkwardly. This wasn't where he wanted this conversation to go. Even worse, Liam was relieved to learn this person Elliot seemed so very…fond of...was dead.

"How did...how did he die?" Liam asked, sounding more awkward than he hoped. "If, uh, you want to tell me, that is."

Elliot glanced at him, green eyes shuttered. "I don't remember it being any of your business."

Liam ducked his head, feeling terrible. "I didn't mean to pry...I'm sorry. I only...never mind."

Elliot's expression turned a little less guarded at that, instead sighing as he rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath. "Per l'amor del cazzo, Liam."

A faint smile made its way onto Liam's face at the more than should be familiar curse words though it didn't help feeling like garbage for prying in a matter that wasn't his concern. Especially when all it did was upset Elliot.

"Angelo was killed," Elliot said suddenly, sounding like he was almost forcing the words out his mouth. "By the person I hate most."

Liam looked at the brunette curiously, clearly not learning his lesson as he spoke again. "Who do you hate most?"

Elliot's eyes went dark. "Myself."

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✒Very short part that I wrote for fun. Also thinking that I should maybe add my OC's in this book✒

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