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Mr. Sandman

Summary

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen.
Give him two lips, like roses and clover.
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone.
Don't have nobody to call my own.
Please turn on your magic beam,
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.


~~~

Rikey because this damn site doesn't have enough of this fuckin' ship.

It's the end of November, and Christmas is gaining on Ray's heels. Festive lights and trees are appearing out of seemingly nowhere, the nights are getting even darker earlier, and the freezing temperatures and snow nips and bites harshly at his tan skin.

But one of the most noticeable things about Ray is that he is alone.

When given the coincidentally convenient chance to wish for something, Ray jokingly wishes for a guy of his dreams, not believing that it ever will come true. Why would he? It's not like it would happen. Things like that don't happen to Ray Toro.

Right?

~~~

rated pg-13 for language

Chapters

  1. Dreams

    cliche

  2. Cafe

    bc cliches

Comments

@Asking my chemical fallouts
thank you! i'm sorry it hasn't been updated, it's on a bit of a hiatus rn until further notice, when i get these other fics i've been wanting to do out of the way xD

This is great so far xx