"Cyrus Goodman and TJ Kippen weren't desperate by any means, they just happened to find comfort in old, run-down motels where people wouldn't dare come looking for them. There was no particular reason for this - or so they would tell you. Faded mote...
So this fic is a collab between Smriti ( green-lemonboys ) and I (Sarah.) I'll be posting all the parts here, but specifying which one of us wrote the chapter.
You've probably read this in the summary but this fic will have non-graphic depictions of crime, murder, violence and gun-usage so if any of that stuff is potentially triggering to you please be careful!
TJ and Cyrus have both been aged up to 23 in this, but there will be numerous flashbacks to when they were 17.
We hope you like it!
P.S: Here's the moodboard I made for this fic
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