Kenniths Pov||
I was relaxing in my bed, on the verge of tears. End was out on a business trip, Kennith just wanted to hug and kiss him again. It's funny how easy you can miss someone. He laid there, breathing slowly, counting each breath. He thought of how abnormal his relationship was, Kennith was so unsure about if he liked it or not. He cried about this relationship so often, it depressed him. He felt worthless every time he had any sort of contact with End, Kennith felt as if he was only there for the satisfaction of End. He loved End so damn much, but his heart felt so empty and cold. Hell, all their interactions felt cold hearted and staged. Like as if they were one of those dramas he saw on on the television. Their relationship was just a scripted mess, like the ones on t.v.
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I'm sorry this took so long, but I hope you enjoy this though. This is a depressing one, just a warning.
