Fantasy [Warning gay love]

The wind blew trough the blond hair of the boy on the massive building.In his hand he hold his cellphone with all the pictures he made of his crush.He scared a bit when the door behind him slamed open, not much later he heard a heavy breathing in his neck. By the voice he could hear who it was,Zinan. Zinan was a big boy,as in tall and very muscualar. Zinan was in the same school as him and was member of the footballteam of their school,he had a tattoo on his schoulder and had dark brown almost black hair. He could talk for hours about Zinan, about his favorite food or his favorite movie all because...well that would he tell later...
"Why?"his voice sound broken,the blond sighted and turned around. He stared into the green eyes of the brown haired boy,slowly he came closer to him until they were centimeters away from each other."If you really know me,you would already figured it out"the blond smirked and suddenly placed his lips on the shocked boy.First Zinan didn't move but he snapped and started to kiss the other boy passionatly.The blond ended te kiss"how did that feel?", the other boy didn't understand "how should what feel?".The blond smirked again and stood on the edge again looking at the almost sleeping city,"a kiss from your enemy"he keeped on talking.Zinan went a bit mad "I don't get it",the blond went on "well, if you hate me so much you should know".Everything felt on its place for Zinan "silly, I don't hate you!",the blond turned around and Zinan saw him crying"really?".Zinan smiled "yeah really.So just take my hand and give it a chance, don't jump",the blond slowly steped back of the edge and gave the brown haired a hug."I love you,Yeared"

Two weeks later they both died.In eachothers arms,beaten up by lokal boys because they kissed in public.On their funaral it was clear, they left so many people behind...friends...family.How much they loved their loved ones, the boys had their own plans. When they were just 8 years old they promised eachother that they would die together,just as they were born together.Yes you read it good..they were brothers..twins to be exacly. From brothers to lovers...not much people understood it but their close family and friends exepted it.


Yeared and Zinan...twin-brothers,lovers,sons.These boys that were created in my mind, are reflecting my hidden strength and currage. These boys who live in my fantasy are my dream picture of a world who accept every kind of love.


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Imagine your own story.
Create your own world

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