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Jonathan practically jumped out of his skin when Steve kicked open his bedroom door. The thin camera film fell out of his hands as he snapped his head over to the raging man. Steve slammed the door shut with his foot and turned to glare at the other boy. His face was contorted with anger, cheeks and ears flaming red. Before Jonathan could get a word in, Steve pounced on him like a panther, knocking him flat on his back with his legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Jonathan let out a surprised grunt as he was slammed onto the mattress. His eyes locked onto Steve’s face, scared that Steve might decide to break his nose. Steve is on him, fingers capturing the soft fabric of his cream colored sweater. He has the fabric balled tightly in his fists, with no intent of freeing Jonathan from his grasp. Both boys were just shy of panting like a dog on a hot summer’s day. Steve wanted to break Jonathan’s jaw for the shit he pulled with Nancy. He was so pissed at him, but as he glared into Jonathan’s deep puppy eyes, he found his rage slowly slipping away from him. The anger remained, but the rawness of it snuck off somewhere.
What replaced it was a confusing, warm feeling.
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05 Apr 2026
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Arthur couldn't withstand it—the yawning, fetid chasm carved into his chest, oozing anguish like a wound too long untended. It festered, rank and inescapable, its edges blackened and tender, and yet he couldn't resist probing it, dirtying his hands further in the process. He clawed at it relentlessly, as though pain might bring absolution or, at the very least, numbness.
With those same hands, he tore himself asunder
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14 Dec 2025