§ whoever wants or misses stephen
Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.
As soon as they landed onto the wall, Evan slid his hand behind Stephen and flipped them over, pinning the other against the wall and leaning in for a kiss. “If I had to guess, I’d say you missed me, Stephen.” he barely finished the sentence when he started kissing him, a smirk still present on his face.











