I want some cuddles. Or I will not sleep I assume With a pouty lip, Braylon said.
Eryx sighed, sliding himself under the blanket of the hospital bed. Both laid down, Braylon put his head on Eryx's chest, playing with the stronger male's fingers.
Braylon Rhys
Alan was crying when they met me in the afternoon. I'm worried that his condition might act up.
He shared his worry, and Eryx could understand since Alan was not even 5 years old. For Braylon, he barely spent some time with him; that was countable.
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👑Pɾιɳƈҽʂʂ GɾιɱRҽαρҽɾ💕👑
oh .. 😳 its you..
2024-08-16
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👑Pɾιɳƈҽʂʂ GɾιɱRҽαρҽɾ💕👑
who is dare to hurt my baby face me
2024-08-16
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