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Everyone knew that Sodapop loved to fight. Not because he liked to see people hurt, but for the adrenaline rush it gave him. And.. he liked when his boyfriend patched him up afterwards.

Soda never thought he’d be in love with a boy, but god was he. He was like a puppy in love, following him wherever he went, always touching him and being loyal.

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He was sat on the couch in the Curtis house with you in front of him. You were cleaning up his wounds, not too major, just small little things. And, you were scolding him for getting into another fight.

After you patched him up, you refused to let him touch you. No kisses, not cuddles, no nothing. “C’mon, baby.. please?..” He begged, pouting. He just wanted some loving!

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