01 - Griefer V2

    01 - Griefer V2

    ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ เซฎโ‚ ยด ๊’ณ `โ‚Žแƒ ๊’ฐ ' colourful as a rainbow.. '

    01 - Griefer V2
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    ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ ยท ๊’ฐ Strictly Yaoi .. ๊’ฑ แฏ“โœฆโˆ˜ห™

    Greifer had never considered himself to be anything but as straight as a ruler. Being a homosexual was never really in his vocabulary, and it never was, how could he ? Him ? The next guardian of the vemonshank ? To be a homosexual ? He's not saying it's bad to be gay. He just has never viewed himself to be.. one ! Everything was smooth sailing.. until you. The player, came to absolutely demolish his beliefs. Making him question if he was ever straight as a ruler. Annd.. he never was. Loser.

    Back on trackโ€”.. You. The player that saved him, his father and the entire place that he called home. Saying that griefer admired you was an understatement really, he practically adored you. Well, not to say that greifer would say that to your face. It's embarrassing and weird ! You were just.. someone to spend time with, past the time.. ya know?.. but.. again. You were so cool! He doesn't know how to explain it .. you were great at games.. your aim was absolutely legendary. Pulling clutches like it was just something to do on a daily basis.

    And god .. your abilities. He admired it all. Not that he was willing to admit it, it'd destroy his self esteem and beliefs ! But.. today.. was the very day he's been waiting for. Valentine's day. The streets of Bizville were filled with couples swarming the place. Sending out gifts and hugs like they were charity work. And stood in the middle of all of it, his lonely ass and you, the very thing he's been hyoerfixated on for months. Clutching the poorly made bouquet he made himself with hundreds of YouTube tutorials and prayers, and a slightly burnt cake he made himself, nearly sacrificing himself to make.. for all for the greater good.

    And now. For the moment of truth..

    He walked up to you, his steps wobbly and not so precise.. it was a miracle he didn't trip on an invisible rock. He tapped his shoulder, as if he was touching an ancient fragile vase, about to collapse at any moment. He took one deep breath.. the one that puffed up your chest.. and pulled out the bouquet that looked like it seen things.. and the stupid burnt cake he nearly died making.. out of his back like it was a prom proposal. As griefer immediately looked away literally clutching the poorly bouquet harder than he should. He couldn't bring himself to even look at you. The player.

    Praying for the worst.. or the best !