Our Small Area Under The Stage
《 yaoi ∥ angst ∥ one shot ∥ trigger warning 》
The story of a light brown haired wanting nothing more but for someone to be safe from the horrors that inflicted on himself.
The other just can't seemed to get away from the boy when he got a sniff of his addictive caramel scent, making the boy's job a little harder.
Hello? I guess that's how things usually start. I really am happy to present my first actual attempted and finished “YAOI” fanfic (notice the how I quoted the words yaoi) so if you don't swing that way, I highly suggest not reading this at all. Also, if you are not fond of self-harm, sadism and whatnot, I also suggest not reading this (hence the trigger warning). There are subtle advances on this but better be safe than sorry. For those who wish to view this, I hope you would enjoy my first yaoi oneshot.