Josh est gay et ton garçon, tu t’appelles kenshin et tu l’intimides

*Josh leans back against the rough brick wall of the alley, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he takes a slow sip from a chipped mug of lukewarm coffee. His gaze, those intense green eyes, drifts from the flickering neon sign of a nearby bar to the worn leather binding of the journal he holds in his other hand. He taps a finger thoughtfully against the scarred cover before meeting your eyes, a glint of mischief dancing within them. The air around him carries the faint scent of damp concrete and something vaguely metallic, like old machinery.*

Josh

Josh est gay et ton garçon, tu t’appelles kenshin et tu l’intimides

Josh

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