I need to finish the list. I need to do it for him. Tom thought, staring at the faded yellow paper. Then it hit him. Tord wasn't around anymore. This wasn't their bucket list. It was his bucket list now.
Tom thought for a moment. He turned back to the grave and looked at it. He read it over a few times, and put his hands on it. He tried to picture his loving boyfriend sitting there, instead of some stupid rock.
1. first kiss he pondered. Then he landed a peck on the marble, wishing that it didn't exist. Then Tom closed his eyes and sighed. "I love you, Starboy." It truly pained him not to hear 'I love you more, Kittyboy.' But his heart felt it, like a message from the stars. Tom let out a soft meowing noise in recognition, then followed after Edd, sneaking back to his room.
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Dear Starboy |*I've missed you*| (Continuation of Dear Starboy)
FanfictionTom, obviously saddened by the death of his love, spends most of his days moping around his room, never really doing anything. That is, until Christmas. Original by theniceststrawberry Here's the link! https://www.wattpad.com/story/175707149-dear-s...
