*ON LONG HIATUS* ❗️Heavy mentions of Self harm, Suicide, and Past trauma.❗️ •Slow burn• "The water's that good, huh?" I open my eyes to look to the side... and holy fucking s h i t... Eddie stood there in nothing but his fucking boxers. The way his biceps flexed subconsciously as he crossed his arms, and how his hair stood up in the most sexy bedhead I've ever seen, well, I might as well just start digging my grave now. His skin glowed deliciously in the faint light of the never-ending storm outside, and I caught a small glimpse of the patch of hair that disappeared into his underwear. The ink patches that decorated his body moved in synchronization with the skin it rested on, and I caught myself mesmerized.
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