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Don't Ask. by ~AMGKatt
Reunion Ch. 2Wei Ren rolled over as the morning sun hit his face. His fingers groped for the form beside him, but found only air and rumpled sheets. The man sat up, blinking the sleep from his black eyes. "Zeke?" he called groggily through the open bedroom door. When no answer came, the Chinese man crawled out of bed and wandered his way through the expansive house, bare feet padding on the hardwood floor - catlike and nearly silent.Reunion Ch. 2 by ~AMGKatt
As he entered the main drawing room, Ren was greeted by a blinding flash in his face. He squeezed his eyes shut, furiously blinking away the circles of light now burned into his retinas.
"Good morning, Mr. Wei Ren, Sir," sa
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Without You, I'm Nothing Ch.4: MarcusWithout You, I'm NothingWithout You, I'm Nothing Ch.4: Marcus by ~t3h-b4n3
By: t3h-b4n3 aka Dead Chick Walking
Warnings: Swearing, alcohol use, reference to drugs, more swearing, sex of the gay variety, angst.
Chapter Four: Marcus
Marcus could only remember going to Izm and .D's apartment twice in his life. Once, when they first moved in and threw that insane house warming party that he still could barely remember, and again to pick up .D and bring him back to his place for the weekend. Remembering these events as he approached the door he felt his stomach summersault violently. Why was he so nervous? This wasn't something new, not even close. Izm and .D had been fighting since they kne
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