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It was so fucking gay. That’s all Evan could think. What made his cheeks burn. He thrust. Kept thrusting. Kept remembering this was Dally. His bestfriend. The dude he’d thought he would’ve married one day if one of them were a girl.
What the hell did any of this mean?
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While juggling his part-time jobs, his nosy bitch of a cousin, and an ambiguous work crush, Dean now has to put up with his new roommate, Connor, a depressed, reclusive chain smoker.
Through his aimless, but hectic life, Dean does his best to stay afloat and keep cool, not knowing that a fuse has been lit.
A love story about how appearances can both deceive and reveal, creating a maze where lost souls can find each other.
[Explicit scenes are marked before each chapter.]
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Elijah raises his shoulders reluctantly, replying “…maybe I won’t be in a relationship anymore.”
Jordan lets out a deep sigh, setting his drink down. He directs his intense gaze towards Elijah, trying to get through to him.
“Elijah. We’re not doing this,” Jordan tells him, almost sternly. “We live together. Stop this drama.”
“…are we having fun anymore?” Elijah asks. “Do you even have a crush on me still?”
or the angsty m/m fiction where bfs literally hate each other and learn to love again
Bookmarked by Some1_udk
05 Jul 2026
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✅️ I need another one soooo bad. 11/10 perfect
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“Hey Jordan,” Zeke’s greeting coolly, Jordan pushing out a dimple. Zeke’s breaths are heavy as he leans against the open gym door. “GF gave me her gym key, so I’m just getting a workout in. Hope you’re not gonna snitch or anything.”
Jordan can smell his sweat.
“Um…no,” Jordan begins, before making himself sound more certain, more humorous. “Nah. Sharing is caring. So…yeah.”
“You okay?” Zeke asks, head tilting as he’s probably reading Jordan’s reluctant face, along with the fact that he’s not easily joking back with Zeke like they usually do.
or the one where the dude falls for his roommate's ex bf
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"Ian," he hears Lip say, as he continues to watch Mickey talk with Debbie and Carl.
"Hm?" he says, and immediately snaps his head towards his brother with a swear as Lip elbows him in the side. "Hey! What the fuck?"
Lip points at him, face deadly serious except for a little bit of mirth in his eyes. "Behave yourself. Stop eye-fucking Mickey from across the room."
"I am not—" he goes to defend himself, feels the way his ears burn when Lip just levels him with a deadpan stare. "Shut up."
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Or, Mickey wears a suit and Ian goes a little crazy when he isn't the only person who notices.