all the colors on street signs

mikey’s on yet another coffee run, when he stops in front of the door he had mistakenly kicked for a good 10 minutes last week. /gee could wait, perhaps.” and so mikey was greeted with the black haired boy once again. and so mikey invited him for coffee. /to apologize for kicking your door, and also embarrassing myself./ the boy agreed, and it was no surprise when Mikey found himself on the couch of this boy, (/his name is pete./) and nothing else was done except for maybe a bit of lazy kissing and the occasional, “b movies are fuckin’ great, asshole.” and mikey swore, he saw just a little more tinge of pink on pete’s cheeks.

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