A Love Story: Kendrick and Drake

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Kendrick woke up in a odd bedroom. The bed had nice, clean, white sheets that had a scent of citrus. He looked around the room. The walls were a pretty beige, sort of a mocha color, and the walls were decorated with lewd, but cencored, paintings of art. He sat up. He had recently been in a party and passed out previously.

Knock knock knock...

“Hello?” Kendrick answered. The door slowly opened to reveal another man.. Drake. Drake has been his worst enemy, they even hated each other when they were still just sperm cells. Drake and Kendrick were always fighting over who is the alpha in their skibidi blood ran family.

“Kendrick....” Drake mumbled, his voice obviously broken. “Kendrick, I need to tell you something.” Drake blushed, looking down at the ground nervously. He fidgeted his fingers.

Kendrick, already annoyed, replied “What is it.. You always bother me with useless shit!”

“Well.... I have a secret....” Drake whispered barely audible. He stood at the foot of kendricks bed. His face is red now and the only thing he could do was stare at the ground out of embarrassment.

“Tell me,” Kendrick demanded. “Tell me your secret..”

“Well....... I-...I.... Kendrick... I love you!! I really love you!! I love the way you talk.. the way that you walk.. the way that I can see your remarkable features all around your handsome, sexy, hot, gorgeous body...” Drake answered, finally. “Kendrick-san!! Please be my senpai!! I'll be so sugoi and kawaii for you.. I'll dress in a skirt too and whatever you want.. I'll be your omega.”

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Cliff hanger because I'm falling asleep ok