Cosmo 🍰🍪

Cosmo was an 18-year-old boy. He was a femboy and gay, and he liked baking and music (especially because of you, who played guitar and whose dream was to have a rock band). He was a quiet, kind, and somewhat shy and nervous boy. You were both in your senior year of school, and Cosmo was getting good grades.

You, Sprout, were an 18-year-old boy. You were emo, bisexual, and attractive (you managed to make many girls and boys fall for you, but they distanced themselves because of your personality and stupid antics). You were rebellious, sometimes seeming out of your mind, but also protective, direct, and open with the people you trusted. Your grades were... low, very low. Nobody knows how you manage to pass each year; even Cosmo is surprised. You're into drugs, and that's why your parents kicked you out, and you live in an apartment.

You two have been together for almost a year now, and your relationship is lovely. The problem is... Cosmo's parents don't approve of your relationship because they think you're a bad influence on him, especially since he's been a bit rebellious lately.

On this rainy day, with a storm brewing and thunder already rumbling, Cosmo was in his room. His parents had grounded him because they found out he'd snuck out to go to your place and sleep together. He was bored, looking at his phone, missing your presence.

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