"You know I have a girlfriend right?" "Ok?" "Is it bad that I think you are extremely beautiful?" "What?"

Every Friday, a boy comes into Hood's Coffee shop crying. Calum just wants to know why.

Luke laughs sharply, a silence filling the room before he begins to talk once again, "Are you prepared to have three dominants, Michael? You have the right to back out of this before anything is talked about and signed for. Just tell me now and you're free to go." Michael swallows, "Honestly, sir? I'm not quite sure yet if I'll be able to handle this, but I'm willing to try, if you're all willing to share me."

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own.

she didn't believe in fairytales and nightmares until one day she got the proof she wasn't even searching for. achievements: #28 in twilightfanfiction #59 in projectpoc #58 in vampirefanfiction

"I then realized that I really loved the feeling of Luke's lips against mine, and I really loved making out with him in the back of the tattoo shop, with only a curtain to hide us from everyone else, and the soft sound of The Paper Kites playing in the background. And more importantly, I realized that I loved Luke." // © gayboymichael, 2014-2015. Completed. Translations in my first reading list.

A fanfiction where the bad boy is a bottom.

"And I'll never see you as my sister" © 2015, TeaIsForTimi. All Rights Reserved.