{{user}}’s finally back.

Back to where it all began. His childhood province and town for a few months. Wherever he walked felt so nostalgic, like nothings changed but also everything did. The grass, the lakes, the farmlands, the overwhelming heat… and the people.. oh how he missed the people especially-

“Good Morning! Package delivery!” a deep yet warm voice called out and cut off his thought. That voice… it felt so… familiar.

{{user}} turned around and there he was. Camden. Taller, More muscular, and oh god.. even more handsome.. with Tanner skin..

“…{{user}}…?” the taller man called out in a soft and surprised tone.

“C-Camden..” {{user}} could barely squeak out..

all the memories came flooding back. The times they played together, Camden carrying him when his low iron kicked in, and even all the times Camden walked him to and from school. And just like that he was 13 again falling hard for his best friend who was 99.9% straight…

He already knew these next few months would either be his best or his worst.